My Frying Pan Does Its Magic

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  • Dedicated to Mei Fang Chen
                                    

Chapter written by Mei Fang Chen, edited by @JJWriterz.

Dedicated to Mei Fang because she is one of my best friends, she is respectful and helpful(really helpful), and she gives stuff to me(like that Idigo/Chapters/Coles Gift Card) such as cookies and juice. I love her. :3

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May

We were underground, and it was dark. I couldn't hear anything besides the fighting noises above and my quick breathing. I was not prepared to fight but I know I have to. I gripped on my frying pan, my palms sweating.

  It was a long way to go before we can get out of the secret tunnels. Everyone trusted me to lead them. I wasn't too sure myself, but I did my best anyways.

  Suddenly, I felt something strong and evil coming towards us. I couldn't tell what it is, but we stopped. It was a cold dread in the bottom of my stomach and I shivered uncontrollably. The feeling of dread was awful, as if I was dead that moment. I felt my blood run cold and took in shallow breaths. What was it? I spoke in a trembling voice. "Jess-"

  Then the horrible dread was gone. It was still chilly down in the tunnels, but it wasn't freezing my soul like before. I breathed out a breath of relief. It was only my imagination. Only my imagination.

  Jessie turned, looking frightened. It was as if she felt it too. I began to doubt if it was really my imagination. "Yes?" Her voice was uneven.

  I shook my head. "Nothing," I told her, "Let's keeping moving."

  After a while of jogging through the maze-like twist and turns of the tunnels, I could sense that the flag was near, so I suggested going aboveground. They agreed. I concentrated for fruits to lift us up, and it did. A crack of gravel appeared on the ceiling, and the red glow of dusk fell over our faces. The blocks of fruits lifted us up aboveground.

  I relaxed my tense shoulders and breathed in fresh air. I hated the tunnels, which are damp and dark and cold. I was happy to lead them out of those scary underground tunnels.

  I reminded myself that our Capture the Flag game wasn't instantly over after we saw daylight again. We have a great plan to take action from, thanks to our leader Jessie. She seemed so leader-like, trying to hide her doubts. Her roundish face showed brave determination. I admired her courage.

   We were ready to win this battle. We weren’t going to let anything stand in our way from victory. But that didn't stop my mind from thinking of other thoughts that had nothing to do with fighting and winning.

   I missed my mother terribly. I fantasized about all the times we could've been in the kitchen, stirring up delicious food. She is a goddess, right? Demeter is no ordinary mom. She cannot stay with her demigod children. It's against the ancient laws. Whatever reasons there were for her to not be with me...that did not stop the longing in my heart.

  I told myself over and over that the weekly Capture the Flag was not an actual war, but a friendly combat game, but it felt so real. It was like military-training. Plans, weapons, enemies, capturing, fighting, pride.

  I never liked the shadowhunters. It's foolish imagination, but I always think that they were the reason why me and my family didn't get along. I had a hard time growing up.  I tell myself if I see a shadowhunter, they were going to pay the price what they did to me and my family. It sounds so dumb, but it feels so reasonable to me. To blame everything on the shadowhunters we rescued from the Minotaur. To blame them for my hard childhood, with all the monsters, fighting, and running away. But most of all, my family.

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