Youthful

Chapter 2: White Robes, Golden Arrows

  ( Sorry for the switch of views but the narrator has died. He gave his narrating principles over to Hayley, to tell her own story-- Fanking)

Hayley's POV      

        Shocked, I looked at the woman. From far, she was sinister, but now that I was closer to the lady she seemed to glow with benevolence, almost maternal, like i could trust her. She put down her arrow, dropping it into the water. She summoned a table, to sit with us between one fountain and a wading pool.

        "Nice day, isn't it," she said, looking at me.

        I waded over to the table and sat. "Who are you?" I said. I was used to monsters and souls coming to my fountains, looking for youth, but this lady was news. I seemed to be well, the only youthful thing to ward the garden of youth. Solititude made it better for me, it made it seem more beneficial, more inviting that I could uncover youth's secrets and use it for my grand mother. She was the only thing that i had left, along with my dad. My grandpa died in a motorcycle accident before I was born, and my dad said my mom left us when I was still young. And if this woman wanted to threaten my fountain, my youth, she would have to do alot more than summon a table and invite me for tea.

        "I am youth. I am the cubearer of Olympus. The enemy of Hades. Wife of Hera's Pride."

        I looked at her like she was crazy. I have done a large amount of research on youth and i decided that she claimed to be Hebe, but I knew better than to believe that this woman standing in my fountain was a Greek Goddess. And even as obscure as Hebe was, I was not going to trust this woman.

        She had to be a mortal. Not some monster, and I did try with my math teacher, using the black sword after he failed me on a test, but it had not worked. So i took out moy more sinister weapon, a black gun, and pointed it at her face.

        Then I pulled the trigger.