Peter Crook's Story

Peter Crook was working his day job as a farmhand at the Steward’s ranch, just going around and feeding the animals, but for some reason the animals were hiding and wouldn’t eat. He looked around for the source of this problem, but storm shouldn’t bother them, it was too cold for tornadoes, and sounds from the annual harvest festival you could barely hear the sounds from here. As he was walking back after finishing his job, he imagined how pretty Liza Steward, his girlfriend, was going to look when they went to the festival. Suddenly a bolt or red lightning hit the Steward’s house, when the smoke cleared standing where the house one stood was a bull the size of a tractor, it looked at him and charged full speed, and rammed right in to him and it tossed him in the air and snorted flames, when he landed he realized he was alive he was going to hurt later, was really dizzy, and only his jeans had survived the flames and just barely, but he was alive then he saw the bull coming for a second pass, and peter looked at it and said ”LEAVE ME ALONE YOU STUPID COW” the bull stopped and turned and ran off towards the festival, peter started to follow but suddenly his strength left him, his pain got five times worse, and the world went black. As he collapsed a figure caught him, and took him to a meadow where peter laid in the grass unconscious, with a few other figures.

Peter didn’t know how long he had been out but it must have been long enough because he had never been to this field before, but how close was the farm…. The farm, Liza. He looked around there were eight others here all of them were awake but one, Peter got up and said ”WHERE ARE WE, I NEED TO GET BACK TO THE FARM, LIZA MIGHT STILL BE TRAPED UNDER THE RUBBLE, I NEED TO MAKE SURE SHE’S OK, AND THE FESTIVAL THAT BULL WAS HEADING THERE I NEED TO MAKE SURE THERE ALL OK.” the pain hit him and he went down on his knees holding his sides, then he looked down realizing that all he had on was a smoldering pair of jeans. Blushing but ignoring it he cried “I got to save her, I was, I was going to propose tonight, we were going to be happy, what’s happening, WHY DID THIS HAPPEN, I DIDN’T EVEN GET TO SAY GOODBYE” suddenly horns grew out of his head and his legs became like goat’s and let out a ”AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”. Suddenly as he had changed he changed back and broke down sobbing in a heap. ”did anyone *sniff* see who brought us here *sniff*? Because whEN I GET MY HANDS ON HIM I’LL RIP HIM LIMB FROM LIMB, HE TOOK ME AWAY BEFORE I COULD EVEN TRY TO SAVE HER.”

With eyes still remained closed, Cordelia didn't budge or bother to stand from the ground. Surprisingly, even if it was hard it felt comfortable on her back. She could hear a faint sound of water dripping, like it was from a fountain from her left. Then a series of footsteps that seem to belong to children running past by her and filling the air with giggles and laughter. Am I dead? She questioned herself when her shoulder started to ache. Nope, definitely alive. With a dry sense of humor, she slowly sat up and opened her eyes. Her right hand caressing her left shoulder as she winced in pain. Everything was just white- as in white. No walls, no doors. She couldn't even point out the division of the floor to the walls, if ever there was any.

"Fuck! I'm in heaven?" She blurted, the force making her wince once more. Not exactly how she imagined heaven would look like. Where are the clouds and the angels? Or is she in mental institution? Cor then started wandering around and looking for the source of the sounds she heard earlier, there must be a way out. She needs to find Luke fast. She can't lose him.

"Hello?! Anybody?!" She called out. Cor also noticed that her voice didn't emit any echo which only proves her theory that there are no limits to where she was. She then started to feel her shoulder relaxing, the pain slowly decreasing. The thirst in her throat was slowly pacified as well. She was starting to fell better than ever when her ears start to catch the sound of footsteps again. She roamed her look around but she was still alone. She tried calling out again, "Hello?! Who are you?! HELLOOOOOOO!!!!" Louder this time she started walking towards the north (or supposedly where she was facing).

A swift black shape suddenly whizzed by her left side, making her turn and pause. "What the?!" It then started whizzing past her right from behind her. "Shit!!!" As much as she tried being brave, the hair on her body started rising. She started looking for anything she can use as a weapon but there was nothing except for her blood stained clothes and shoes. So Cor decided to remove her stilettos, arming each of her hand with it's pointy heels and did a fighting stance when she heard a soft and calming voice, "Calm my child..."

"Huh?!", Cor followed the voice but as much as she tried, she couldn't. She was growing weaker again. The thirst in her throat was killing her. She choked and coughed.

"It is you my child... Be calm and open your eyes... Open everything that feeds your curiousity... Open... Open everything..." The voice slowly and softly called out as if the owner of the voice was just by her side and whispering in her ears. Then the sound of water dripping started growing louder and as soon as Cor turned around a small fountain made of mother of pearl shells was dripping with golden hued water. It wasn't yellow nor was it water with food coloring, it was gold. Cor dropped her shoes immediately and rushed towards the source of liquid. She cupped her hands and started drinking, not caring in the world if it could kill her. She just wanted to drink and drink and drink...

Her clothes were almost wet, the blood stains washing away, leaving Cor cleaner without her realizing. Once her thirst was quenched, she let her body drop on the white bottom as she grew drowsey, she tried to fight the sleepiness off but she just grew weaker. Until she fell asleep.

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It felt like eternity until Cor woke up from her dream. If it was really a dream then she doesn't know what was happening to her now. She just found herself under a large tree, her back on it's roots. She looked up to see a magical fruit that reminded her of the golden liquid she consumed in her "dream". She was underneath a peculiar kind of apple tree, for it's fruit color was in the shade of gold. A couple dropped on her lap, creating a flopping sound. She picked one up as she the hunger in her stomach protested her slowness but something in her stopped her from consuming it. A few more dropped on her lap as if the tree was doing it on purpose for the fruits to land on her. Soon she had about a dozen of the golden fruit. She didn't know what to do with it but she gathered them up her arms as she stood up. Realizing she was in a forest, she looked around and suddenly heard a voice. Shouting about a farm, a farm and a girl named Liza. She hurriedly followed the voice to see a few people on their back and on the grass fields, including Luke while the owner of the voice started growing horns on his head, "What the?!"

So Cor wasn't really dreaming at all.

Just as Demi opened her eyes to see a few more people lying on top of earth and grass, she felt a few nudges as she realized that the wild flowers had tried to bring her back to consciousness. So far too much had happened and she couldn't take any thing anymore and somehow she was glad that there are a few other people around her, strangers they maybe, they were still better than being alone. She saw her bag had also found its way a few feet away from her.

And just as Demi thought everything was turning out okay, a guy around the same age but dressed differently started shouting but was stopped by another guy just in time for the figure who had "kidnapped" her to appear out of thin hair. He spoke about the reason why they were taken and Demi thought she had gone crazy when the man who called his self Ganymede strode towards her after. He smiled and closed his eyes as he muttered a name, "Demeter..."

"Huh?" A frazzled look appeared in Demi's face, confused by what he had mentioned. It was Alice who was fond of these things, not her! So why is she here, she's no God.

"Demeter was a peace-loving deity and the source of all growth and life; she was the goddess who provided all nutrition on the earth and taught mortals how to cultivate the earth and ease life. Demeter was most appreciated for introducing wheat to mankind, making man different from animals..." This time Ganymede opened his eyes and explained. "You are her Champion..." he offered Demi and leaving her confused.


It explains everything, from the Wisteria to the Oak tree and the wild flowers earlier. But if she is a champion then why does she feel scared? Demi's lips quivered as she slowly sat back down the grass, hugging her knees while her left hand clutched the heirloom necklace she had on her neck as tears started brimming in her eyes, ready to fall any moment. She wants to go home.

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"Luke!" Cor shouted, trying to balance the golden apples in her arms as she rushed towards her ex boyfriend. No longer disturbed by the boy who grew horns.

Luke turned his head just in time to see Cordelia with what looked like a bunch of golden fruit. She was cleaner than he had last seen her, the trace of snake blood was no where to be seen unlike the way he looked. She looked beautiful and inviting but he knew he had enough of her. He clenched his fist and shook his head, just when he thought he had lost her behind.

"What are you doing here?!" Instead of asking if she was okay, he sounded like a complaining customer. "What are those?!" He gestured towards her arm load.

"Luke! Thank goodness you're here! I- I was just-" She lifted her arms to show look the golden fruits when she was interrupted by a blinding light as a man (or was it a woman?) appeared out of nowhere and wearing what looked like an ancient Greek robe. He introduced his self to everyone, approaching each and everyone and telling them which Greek God they were connected to. As soon as he left a girl who had apparently look like she's having a breakdown, Ganymede walked (more of floated) towards Luke.

But unlike the rest, he wasn't smiling when he approached the boy. His face grew stern and hard as he looked at Luke from head to toe then raised a queer eyebrow when he noticed that Cordelia was behind him. "Ahhh... the ever obsession of Ares and Eris..." He spoke coldly, still without a welcoming look on his face.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" Cor reprimanded pretty boy. She was getting pissed at the way he scrutinized their looks. So okay, she dressed like she's going to a night club- but who knew the world will be ending today?!

"The Goddess of Discord never failed to follow the God of War. If I were you I'd be careful," Ganymede left them with a cold expression and eased off towards another person. Leaving Cordelia pissed, she was about to throw one of the apples towards the Greek when Luke held her hand and gave her a frown. "Look Cor, can you just go back home?" He released a frustrated sigh as his grip became tighter. He was obviously just as pissed at her.

She stood shocked as the apple fell from her hand and so did the others from her left arm. "Do you fucking know where we are?!" She wanted to kick him, it isn't like she knew her way back home. "Do you think I wanted this?! Being attacked and seeing things that a mental patient would experience?!"

"I never asked you to come!!!" Luke's voice grew louder and harsher, letting go of her wrist and pushing Cordelia away. Too strong this time that she fell on the grass with an anger that matched his.

"I told you to get away from me!" He glowered at her, doing his best to control his anger. If what Ganymede said was true, could he really be the champion of the God of War. Is it the reason why he always gets into fight and leaving it unscathed?

Cordelia tried to stand up from her fall, but it looked like it was worse than before. Her hips ached as dirt covered her legs and arms. She was surrounded by the Golden Apples that still looked fresh and inviting for everyone to eat. Who is Eris, and what does the revelation have to do with the place she had been to before?

Peter had just calmed down when the figure had appeared, he had listed to the story about how they were all Greek gods, as soon as this Ganymede got close he told him that he was Pan, all peter remembered about Pan was that he was a goat man. As Ganymede tried to move on, Peter stopped him and looked him in the eyes said “why didn’t you give me a chance to save Liza, and can I bring her back from the dead?” Ganymede looked at Peter and said “she was gone as soon as the house fell and you had passed out Pan, and no, none of you are strong enough even if Hades could get there, Pluto would kill you all before you step three feet in.” Peter tried to grab Ganymede to fulfill his promise of earlier to rip him limb from limb but Ganymede transported to the next person, out of Peters reach; but Peter would hold the hate in, one day Ganymede would pay, until that day he would wait.

Kyle Lumier

Okay... Had he somehow taken an acid trip? Seriously. Did someone spike the air or something?

What!?

Apollo... the Greek sun god, was a part of him? He was Apollo?

He racked his brain for everything he knew about Apollo. God of the sun, handsome, strong, loves music, lo-

Oh god... That sounded just like him! The sun god bit notwithstanding. He was handsome and strong. He loved music, all music; he can even sing. And the sun does make him feel better... Okay... So maybe he could believe this. But so what? He was expected to drop everything and what? Save the world? And he was supposed to be calm and collected about it? He agreed with the guy that threw the opposing thoughts out. Not a single one of them looked like they were taking the situation very all. He knew he didn't look all that great himself; heck, he had killed a bird-woman by just touching her face. How was he supposed to be calm and collected about that?

He decided that maybe it would be best to listen and see where things went from there.

Peter had no anger against the others, if anything he would do this because he had nothing left and if this was his fate then he would follow it. He looked over and saw that Ganymede was giving some kind of drink around “Ganymede, give me the toga, and this drink” as he drank his body changed again to be goat legged, with horns, he didn't even have the energy to be surprised, it wasn't physical it was mostly mental. He looked up, breathed in and said “I’m sorry for my outburst earlier, but have any of you seen a loved one die right in front of you, my girlfriend in was going to propose to today, was killed I couldn’t protect her. Anyone of you would be having a breakdown too, my town is probably wiped out, and if I put any money on it, I would bet I’m an orphan too. My only question is how are we supposed to train, I know I couldn’t fight some of these guys, some of these others are probably like me not good at fighting, what are your plans for us?”