The Gods, are all real and who would say that they can really fell in love and fight for it even when there is a lot in between Nebula and Arsen, the lost Jellyfish got caught by the Kraken
A Greek Myth in the 20th century
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[In some swamp in Louisiana, 10:05 p.m.]
"Eustaccios" shouted Nebula when she opened her eyes and found nothing but a dark place, but thanks to the light emanating from the moon she could see trees as well as a path, she felt the humidity of the environment, the humming of the mosquitoes, the croaking of the frogs as well as other sounds that she preferred not to guess to which animals they belonged.
She heard footsteps and touch one of the trinkets of her bracelet that was a gift from her mother
"I'm not going to hurt you even if it is an order"
Nebula screamed in fright and turned to see who had spoken behind her.
She was a woman, the most beautiful she ever saw, one or two years older than her but her face, those features did not seem to be from this era, she wore her hair black and short, her eyes were wide and blue as if she was always alert, she wore a black coat, very elegant to be in that swamp, so beautiful to be this time.
"Agnes" Nebula muttered and the girl rolled her eyes as she took Nebula's suitcase.
"Just don't wait for me to call you, mother or stepmother" the girl started to walk but Nebula cleared her throat at what Agnes turned to see her.
"I know my uncle will not come and do not worry we should hurry"
"He said we should look for a champion"
Agnes stopped and sighed "We'll do it just take my hand, I have to go home before we leave."
Agnes's house was small and was next to a swamp, even if it looked like an abandoned house on the outside it was just the opposite, it was elegant, well lit.
"A golden cage" Agnes said as if she guessed Nebula's thought, the woman's voice was soft but there was something sad in her eyes "Make yourself comfortable, I will not be long"
Nebula sat down near the fireplace and watched as several pictures were placed next to her on a small table.
Agnes was a demigod like her, daughter of Arsen but when her mother brought her into the world she put a spell on her and not only paid for it with her life but with that of several, Agnes enjoyed eternal youth and perhaps ... immortality.
She was born in 1877, Agnes was not only Arsen's daughter but her mother was also a demigoddess, daughter of Thanatos, a demigoddess and a legacy, a sinister legacy.
Agnes was 112 years old and still looked like a 20-year-old woman.
Nebula did not know how to react, she was the daughter of the man she loved after all.
"You love him?"
Nebula looked at Agnes and she shrugged, looking at the floor and it was there when Nebula noticed the nature of Agnes, petite, shy a little insecure and above all, empathetic.
