Cryptic sorrows
Prolog: Cryptic hunters
A girl stood perched near a tree. She was waiting for a "friend" of her uncle. "Athena, I'm here." Athena looked up. It was Medusa calling her from a distance. She was wearing an old pink torn robe and had gray blush lazily put on her cheeks. "Say, what are we doing again?" Medusa questioned. "I've told you once, but I'll tell you again. We are searching for Cryptids. Legendary creatures that may or may not exist." Athena said.
Medusa looked at her, "All right then, let's goes."
3 hours later
"Athena, we've been walking in this forest for three hours now, can we stop?" Medusa whined. Athena looked over her shoulder, "Just a few more minutes, I'm picking up a walkie-talkie signal."
The signal could be heard, but it was weak. Medusa and Athena stopped walking and listened to the conversation.
"*Laughing* Liz, where are you?"
"Over here, Icy."
"Liz, what if the People get us? Or Hecky?"
"Icy, we'll be fine."
"Liz, I see a—."
The signal was cut off.
"Icy? Hecky? Liz? Who are these people?" Medusa asked. Athena shook her head, "I don't know, let's just go, we'll start again tomorrow."
Author's note:
Well, Athena and Medusa are in for a treat when they see who Icy, Hecky, and Liz are. You'll soon see too, my friends.