Was it day? Or night? I couldn't tell with all these planets and milky ways in the sky. What was this place, and who am I? I looked at my hand, and there was a wooden sword clutched in it. I had a slight headache.. I couldn't see properly.. And with that, I drifted off to sleep.
I awoke to the sound of what sounded like bats screeching. I looked around me to find myself in a flying boat. The floorboards creaked as it rocked in the sky. Out of nowhere, a mothbee came buzzing towards me, enraged. I stumbled to my feet and held the sword in front of me. It swiped at me and I dodged to the right, and then it came back and this time too quick ; it thrusted its body at my stomach and I was knocked off of the boat. I fell, waving the sword about as my body turned to show me the ground coming closer and closer.
Ouch. Welcome back, headache. I scratched my head as I wondered why I was still alive. There was squirming under my stomach and I sat back surprised. One of the bats that had been screeching earlier had saved my fall. It flew away quickly and I stood up. There was a town by me and the nearest building was a very small house with a windmill on top. There was smoke coming out of the chimney so I decided to take a look.
"Hello?" I asked, walking straight in. It seemed abandoned, there were billboards on the wall with job posters pinned on. But I heard the clank of mugs and cheers coming from behind the door that stood before me. I walked around the desk and chair in the middle of the room and up to the door. Pushing it open, I peeked inside.
"Cheers!" A bulky man with messy blood red hair and beard congratulated- smashing his mug against another mug on the table. "H-hey Cerberus, us, I think you are ya drunk se-cerberus!" A tall, drunk man flinged his arm around Cerberus, his long blue ponytail being dragged with his staggering body. I stared, was this a secret pub or some sort? There were green and red dragons flying around, as well as noisy griffins. Rabbits, lions, tigers and foxes were occupying the floor, constantly swiping at food on the table. There were a few unicorns, sitting by a big fireplace quietly.
It was disgraceful. It was full of drunk people. I turned away to leave when a heavy hand leaned on my shoulder-so heavy I felt myself being pushed down slightly towards the ground. The smell of alcohol blew across my face. "A newbie! Ey-hic! Ey you here to collect tax? Well that's a too bad folk! We got none!" He laughed, in a careless way. I shoved his hand off of my shoulder and noticed it was Cerberus.
"What do you want?" I asked. "You er, aren't here to collect taxes?" Cerberus stumbled over a chicken drumstick on the floor. "No." He grabbed a blood-red stick (matched his hair) and chanted "Gvur tialla!" And he was en-grossed in light for a second. He suddenly seemed 'un-drunk'.
"So who are you then?" He raised a red eyebrow. I bit my cheek and glared, lost. That's right, who am I? "I can't answer that". Cerberus laughed. "Why not?" "Because.. Because I don't know." I murmered.
He seemed to take me for a fool. I could tell he was annoyed. "Are you joking me? What is it you want?" He crossed his muscly arms. "Who cares if you believe me or not" I sniped, "I'm out of this madhouse." With that I marched through the abandoned 'entrance hall' and towards the front door.
I heard Cerberus's footsteps across the creaky wooden floorboards and he put his heavy hand on my shoulder-again. I groaned and turned to face him. He stared directly into my eyes, and I didn't know what else to do but just stand there like a deer in the headlights. "I believe you, kid. So just hold up." "If you want me to tell you anything, then don't bother. I can't remember anything myself." I stuffed my hands into the pocket of my black hoody, staring to the side.