The woman screamed as the police pulled her away. Her caramel colored hair was in a messy bun that signified that she had been woken up. Her 4 year old daughter was being held back by two other police officers.
"It's too dangerous. Don't leave her alone! My baby, Mori, honey mommy will come back! Don't worry." The woman cried to her daughter.
"Mommy, momma! Don't leave me!" the little girl screamed. The woman kneed the officer in the stomach and ran to her daughter.
"Mori, Don't trust your uncle. He's dangerous. He'll hurt you! Run, run away! Don't let them take you!" The woman was grabbed again and pulled into the nearest police car. The little daughter screamed and started sobbing.
There was a falling sensation, and the setting was changed into a kitchen. The woman was cooking something over a stove. The little girl was playing with paper magazine cutouts.
"Mommy, guess what!" the little girl called Mori cried; "Captain Figgle is going to Harvard Law to get a law degree!" the woman laughed. There was a crash and The woman's eyes glowed an eerie green. Mori screamed and ran into a cabinet, causing it to crash on top of her. Mori crawled out of the debris, and huddled in the corner. The woman threw the pot on the ground, causing the steaming hot water to slosh on to the ground.
"Momma, stop!" Mori screamed. Tears streamed down her face. Her mom started throwing plates on the ground. They smashed at her feet.
"Foolish girl!" the voice that came out of her mom's mouth was not her voice. It was low and raspy, almost evil sounding. "You will not destroy the gods!" Mori's mother screamed.
"I don't know what you're talking about! Don't hurt me!" Mori crunched into a smaller ball. Her mom suddenly dropped to the ground. She was nothing more than an unconscious lump on the kitchen ground.
The falling sensation returned and the scenery changed again. They were in a room. It was dark and musty. The low hum of some low opera music was heard in the background. A man with the butt of a horse and head and torso of a man was sitting behind a desk talking to another man in a leopard print shirt that was drinking diet coke.
"I say we kill the girl and then the problem disappears. Poof!" leopard-coke explained.
"Yes, let's do that! If the prophecy is correct, we'd be like free pickles to-", horse butt paused. He didn't actually have a clue what they were facing. "Well, anyways. We need to train harder! They could be planning to attack any day now!" horse-butt cried hysterically.
The men stared at each other. Leopard-coke had been working at the camp for so long. It was almost over.
The falling sensation returned for the third time, and a dark cloudy figure appeared. Its face was gray and ugly. You could say it was disfigured.
"Morgana Aradia Anastasia Calliope Doris Hali Jola Kari Medea Nerina Ocean Oceana Pelagia Saba Rhea Selena Thalassa Thema Zoe Everton, You have threatened the titans, giants, and other dark creatures that I wish not to mention. You will pay through pain. The lord of the dead has already struck, but much worse creatures will come after you. I will personally attend to you myself. I will not stop until you are dead. I might as well say, until the world is safe from your unnatural powers! Beware Young goddess! I will come for you! You are not safe and you will never be safe!" The man disappeared and everything went dark.