Myth

Pilot Part 1

I felt like i had been crushed by a bus. The last thing i heard was a loud "Thump!", as if whatever was holding me up just let go. The next time I opened my eyes, I was in a completely featureless white room. The crushed-by-a-bus feeling had faded to an ache, then a tingle, and then it was completely gone. I began to examine the room, and as expected, there were no doors, no windows, no trace of a trace of a trace of life, human or otherwise. Except for me, obviously. About ½ of a second before i was gonna get up and leave, i heard a noise. It was sort of like the type of noise that comes from certain things, the type of noise that i suppose adults must not be able to hear, because whenever i describe it to them, they say they have no idea what i'm talking about. however, as quickly as the noise started, it stopped, leaving me, once again, in complete silence. But only for about a second, because directly after the noise ended, a small portion of the wall opened, accompanied by a soft, but sharp, whirring noise. That whirring noise was followed up shortly by a slightly quieter buzzing, the type that only certain people seem to notice. I looked directly above the, umm-- wall hole, and i noticed a bright green exit sign. "Oh, that's where the buzzing is coming from," i thought to myself, before standing up and leaving through the mysterious hole in the wall. When i stepped through the hole in the wall, i found myself confronted with a messy, but nevertheless quite cozy-- office. It looked like whoever used this office must have been... Eccentric, to say the least. I wasn't a history professor at the time, and i'm certainly not a history professor now, but i could tell many of the knick-knacks and tchotchkes within this room were very old, very important, and almost certainly stolen from a museum. "I wouldn't touch any of those, if i were you!" laughed a loud voice, coming from the direction of the wall hole. I spun around as quickly as i could, and as i turned to face the wall hole, i saw a stout, round man, about the height of some kind of fantasy dwarf thing. he had a long, grey beard, which had been hastily tied into a bun, about the size and shape of a baseball, and he was wearing a gaudy floral hawaiian shirt. "Oh, i'm very sorry sir!" i said quickly, in such a manner that it made me sound like i thought i was in trouble. The man chuckled gently, and replied "No need to apologize," before hobbling slowly over to his desk, and climbing onto his chair, which was significantly taller than him, and had a small ladder attached. Now that his presence had set in, i finally got a good look at him. As i looked a bit closer, i noticed his antlers, and his name tag. the first thing of note was his antlers, which were that of a deer, and the second was his name tag. As i looked at the name tag, i realized it was in a language that should, by all accounts-- not be legible to me. But somehow, it was, and in the moment that i realized i could read it, i also realized that this person was the god Pan. After i made this realization, he looked up from the paperwork he had been examining. "Come child, please sit down" he said abruptly, startling me, and ending my train of thought. I walked over to the chair in front of his desk and sat down. "So this may be a bit of a shocker, but you, my young friend, are not human" he said, after i sat down. "Excuse me?" i said, obviously taken aback by his statement. "You aren't human. In fact as of right now, we don't know what you are" he replied, completely unfazed by what i had said. "What? This is completely insane, dude. Do you realize how fuckin' insane you sound right now?" i replied angrily. "No need to get angry, kiddo" he said softly. "Anyway, all we know about you right now is your basic info. Name, age, stuff like that. now what we don't know is what exactly you are" he said. "Which is why you're here. We need to test your abilities."  "First of all, what do you know about me?" he asked. "Well, all i really know is that you're Pan, god of the wild" I said. The man's facial expression changed drastically, his eyes widening in shock. "What did you say?" He said in an almost vindictive tone of voice. "That means you're.." he said, trailing off soon after, into a mumble that i couldn't quite decipher. Before I could ask any questions, he got out of his chair and walked away quickly, through a door where the wall hole used to be.
END OF PART 1