Cry of Chaos

1 ::Atticus:: 1

    "What's making that racket?!" a gruffy voice demanded, the speaker coming around the corner. His eyes narrowed as he glared at me, crouched on the dirty floor with my bow out and ready. I looked up at him, reminding myself to not look at his face, "Sup." The god snorted, wiping the oil off of his hands with his stained and burnt apron, "Should've guessed. How've ya been, Atticus?"

 "Oh, good," I responded, focusing ahead again, "Just dandy. What about you?" Hephaestus leaned against the Labyrinth wall, crossing his arms, "Nothin's working properly and ain't agreeing with me when I try to fix 'em, dammit." When I didn't respond right away, he tilted his head, "What are ya doing, boy?"

 "Minotaur. It was following me then disappeared."

Hephaestus chuckled, stretching, "Well, have fun with that. I'm gonna continue workin'. Don't be afraid to stop by sometime." I nodded, listening very carefully as the god's heavy footsteps faded down the corridor. Silence again, except for the sound the Labyrinth walls seemed to make. There was a loud huff from in front of me and I rose quickly, aiming the bow at the intersection of hallways before me. The arrow zipped forward at the perfect moment, striking the Minotaur in the neck as it stormed through the intersecting hallway. It released a deafening roar as it fell onto its side, crumbling to dust before it hit the floor. Letting my hands fall back to my sides, I sighed. The stupid monster was finally dead. I brushed the cobwebs and dust off of my light gray sleeves before heading down the hall and past the dusty remains of the Minotaur. This was my fifth time in the Labyrinth within a time period of three months. Don't ask why - quests sometimes ended with me trapped in this cursed maze for two weeks. Since I was done for the day, I might as well find my way out quickly. So, I walked through the winding, dimly lit maze. After what felt like hours (and probably was a few hours) I noticed a pale blue light at the end of one of the dark halls. Following it, a wave of icy air crashed down on me as I stepped into an ice filled, crystal room with ice spikes jetting out of the walls, floor, and ceiling. I glanced around before jumping at the sound of a high pitched screech. From one corner of the room, came some kind of leathery winged creature that crashed into the ceiling on the opposite side. It tried to free itself from the giant icicle letting out another cry as, from the corner where it was originally from, a hooded person, a black-bladed scythe in held in their hands, launched themselves up and at the monster, swinging the scythe in a full circle. The monster turned to dust and the icicle shattered. I raised an eyebrow, stepping forward. The hooded person kicked a chunk of ice out of their way, glancing towards me when they heard my boots tapping against the frozen floor. They stiffened and were suddenly in front of me, the cold scythe blade touching the back of my neck through my light gray hood. My eyes were wide for a moment until I saw a sky blue eye glaring at me from the shadow of their hood. Then, I smirked, patting their head, "Hiya, Ty."

    "You're so dead." I ducked under the scythe and stepped away, "Am I? Why? Are my good looks going to kill me when I see my reflection?"

 "Gods, if that happened I would laugh so hard," she muttered darkly. I winked at her, "You probably have a cute laugh."

 "I'm going to fucking kill you..." Tyler growled, kicking a chunk of ice at my head with killer accuracy (Get it?) I stepped out of its way, sliding slightly on the floor, "Watch your language, Tyler," I warned, smirking slightly, "Little kids shouldn't be swearing." The glare in her eyes increased and, if looks could kill, well, I would've been dead long ago. Pulling an arrow out of my quiver, I said to her; "Want to try to kill me?"

 "What kind of question is that?" she asked, smirking ever so slightly under her hood as she raised her scythe, "Of course I do." I raised my bow, nocking the arrow and pulling back, preparing to fire at Tyler. "I just killed the Minotaur. Again," I told her, "So, I think I can easily take you down."