Perseus, Spyros, Hades, Drabble, Rated K+
Red Clouds
Water sprayed his legs and he licked the salt from his lips in sweet satisfaction. He was a common man.
"Take em in boy!" An old man's voice shouted behind him. "I prayed to the ocean god last night, you know."
"Every night," Perseus said placing his hands behind his head, "and every morning it's the same disappointment."
Spyros clenched the netting lying on the water. "Don't doubt the gods."
The young man half smiled and nodded repeatedly, his gaze fell calmly over the water.
"Ah! What did I tell you boy?" Spyros shouted. With a hidden strength, the old man hauled the netting over the boat's edge revealing a swarm of fish that were slapping the water and flopping over each other. He grinned so wide it made Perseus smile.
"He finally heard you." He gave his old man a pat on the back. Grabbing some netting, he took most of the weight, and they hauled the load into the boat.
The sky suddenly darkened. Perseus looked up and saw the clouds were blood red.
"What is it going to rain? What are you looking at?"
"You don't—Look!" Perseus shouted, but in a flickering cloud of smoke, Spyros had vanished.
Perseus' fear turned to panic. "What—ARGH!" His hands clenched his throbbing head. He felt like a fire was melting it from the inside.
"How lovely this is," said a sinister voice. "As much as you want this to be, Perseus, you are more than a fisherman. More than a man." There was a shrill laugh, "Does this frighten you?"
Perseus' pain was gone and he looked up to see a black creature with wings flying in front of the sun. The brightness was too intense and he looked away. "Who are you?"
The creature grinned, "Not I but a part of me. Devours from beneath you half-breed," it pointed to the water, "there is no stopping its wake. All of man will fear and I will rule them!"
The creature's words muffled. Perseus' head was spinning, and the world was fading away into darkness.
"Men are weak son of thunder. If you choose to ignore your power then you will die as one of them."
The voice, the boat, the ocean; it was all no more. He sat up in a hot sweat and then looked around at the grassy hills shadowed by night. A full moon hid behind the clouds.