Confessions of A Teen Demi-Goddess
Prolouge
Greece, 1974In a small town in Greece next to the Ocean, the crops are blooming, and the sun is beating down on weathered backs of farmers tending to their vegetables. Every family is happily working and doing their designated chores.
But all is not well in a small rundown shack hidden mostly by trees and crops. A whispy haired mother is running frantically around, saddling a chestnut horse. She bustles quickly past her daughter to get some water jugs.
The four year-old girl has long, dark brown hair while her mother has light brown hair, and the little girls ragged red dress is covered in soot. They are poor.
Nestled in the crook of the mothers' left arm is a little baby boy that looks nothing like either of them.
His bright but dark blue eyes is surveying the scene with interest. He has never seen such chaos in the small household before. The terrified mother puts the little baby down for a second to lift her daughter onto the back of the horse. She hands the boy to the girl and mounts the horse herself too. The open barn- like doors of the shack are galloped through and left hanging as the trio speed through them, leaving the shack in a lonely state. They gallop down an unused track, long forgotten by the other people of this town. They ride as quickly as possible, for they are on an urgent mission;keep the baby of Lady Hera and Lord Zeus safe. For HE is coming. He wants the child. Keep the baby safe, and all will be well. Keep the baby safe, and no harm will come. Keep the baby safe at all costs.
The mother keeps glancing behind them. She knows they are following. They will be there soon. In the distance, the screeching and tramping is coming closer. The trio speed up. If only they could get away in time.
The screeching is very close now; they will not get away alive.
Keep the baby safe at all costs.
The mother stops the now scared horse. She knows what must happen. She lifts the terrified little girl and the baby off the horse and gives the girl a knife. She tells them to run.
Run.
The little girl runs to hide in the crops. She wants her mother to come; but she cannot. She hides with the baby in the shadows, the knife in the little girls pocket. The creatures are here now; the horse is frantic. Two snake women and three empousai drag the mother off the horse and begin to feast. A Laistrigonian Giant takes the horse. The little girl gasps back her tears as she hears her mothers screams. She begins to run towards where she knows the sea is. Her mothers screams echo in her ears until they fade away completely. The little girl clutches her foster brother in her frail little arms as she runs. She must make it to the sea; it is her only hope.
The crops are high, but the snake woman and empousai have strong noses. They begin to follow the little girl. She makes it to the sandy beach. The little girl's hair flaps wildly around her as she zooms to the waiting row boat. She pushes the boat as far as possible with the baby in it and jumps in. She flaps pointlessly at the water, trying to get the boat to move out to sea.
The empousai and snake woman arrive. They begin to wade into the water after the girl, but the water forms a solid hand out of water, scoops them out and throws them far inland, where they land unceremoniously in a startled farmers crop, where they are chased promptly away by the suddenly feirce towns people and their pitchforks.
The hand meanwhile, splashes back into the water, and raises around the little girl, who thinks that it will throw her out too, but instead begins moving the row boat across the sea.
For ten days they sailed the seas, with the help of the ocean. On the third day however, the baby began crying from hunger. So, the little girl, unable to give the child anything else, cuts her arm for the baby to drink her blood, which it did happily for its hunger was great. She did this for four days until finally she was too weak to even reach for the knife, so the baby had to go hungry. On the eleventh day, the little girl managed to lift her head and saw to her relief, the place we call New York City, where she knew her father was waiting for her, having sail across to America a month ago. And knowing then that she and the baby was safe, she fell asleep, resulting in the fact that her father had to carry her home, leaving the baby in Zeus's temple where, The Lady Hera took the baby and returned to Olympus. They were safe.
For now.
