Ghost King

I Raise The Dead And Flee

So listen, I just want you to know if I said I knew what was happening I'd be lying.  Skeletons crawled out of the ground as my parents yelled at me for the fifth time today and over me forgetting to do the dishes, it was ridiculous.  As the skeletons rose from the ground my mother and father grew quiet. My mom, Rose, fell to the ground and backed away terrified, wide blue eyes and thin closed lips, her blonde hair falling out of her high ponytail.  My dad, Augustus, ran to my mother's side and shielded her from me, screaming at me to leave the house. The skeletons disappeared and I ran off, tears streaming down my face as the wind blew and the rain poured soaking my clothes and whipping my hair around.   As I was running my friend Curtis hit me on the sidewalk and we both fell down, my knees and hands getting scraped up. "Here, take this and eat it" Curtis said and handed me a bag with some type of brownie in it. I took the bag from him and ate the brownie. "It tastes like pancakes," I said confused.  Curtis stared me in the eyes "Its meant to taste like something that makes you happy". I eyed Curtis up "so it's not a brownie?". "No it's called ambrosia, Michael" Curtis replied. I looked at him and then noticed my cuts and scrapes fading away. "How did it do that?" I said as I gazed at my friend. His camo hat was tilted to one side, his black short sleeved shirt was stained brown with mud around the cuffs of his shirt sleeves, and around his knee, his cargo pants were grass stained.  Curtis straightened his cap "Not much time to explain but your the child or some god or goddess. That stuff you just ate was called ambrosia and it's the food of the gods. If you weren't a demigod it would've already vaporized you, now time to flee to New York before the cops find you". "B...but, what about my things?" I stuttered out. "No time, I have a bag packed for this occasion, now start running," Curtis said these words urgently then began to run towards the location of the woods. I ran with him panting like a dog for any spare oxygen to get in my lungs as I kept up with my friend. As soon as we entered to woods he kicked off his black converse.  I looked down and gasped at my friend, " YOU HAVE HOOVES?!". Curtis began running again "Yes, but as I said before no time to explain". He vaulted over fallen tree logs covered in moss and jumped up the rocks like a mountain goat. What was it my history teacher said about goat men in Greek mythology? Something that started with S... right, satyrs, they are a half goat and half human hybrid. My best friend is a satyr!? Too much happening, gotta focus on running. My minding was running faster than I was trying to keep up with Curtis. We stopped in a large clearing somewhere in the middle of the woods. I took this time to admire the scenery inside the forest, lush green trees covered in moss, large blueberry bushes with large juicy blueberries for the rabbits in the area to snack on.  It almost seemed peaceful but Curtis ruined it by telling me some “bad news”. To me it was the best news I've heard all day, "You can't go back home" Curtis said. I just looked at him at first with a blatant stare then with anger "good, I don't wanna go back" I said as anger boiled up inside me. I was sick of my parents and they made it very clear they didn't want me around. Suddenly Curtis turned to me, his pointer finger to his lips signaling me to be quiet. I heard some rustling in the bushes up ahead and stood still waiting for my friends signal. Curtis sniffed the air then slowly backed away. I did the same until a head popped out of the bushes, a grey, and brown wolf's head. I approached the wolf calmly, wolves in this area were rare but not unheard of so my boy scouts leader taught us what to do if such a thing occurred.  The wolf stared at me but did not advance giving me a silent signal to move forward closer. “u-uh Michael, do you know how sharp its teeth are?” Curtis stuttered out still slowly backing away. “Curtis?” I said “you're a satyr right? So can't you talk to the wolf?”. Curtis stared at me dumbfounded then opened his mouth “Yeah I guess” he said uncertainly.

Cliffhangerrrr, I've been working on this for a while so, here ya go. Have a good day lovelies