Heyyy everyone what's up I hope you like this is a small story about the life of a hydra and how difficult it is to be a hydra.
I am Chan-doo-wan-tee-lee-me-fee. Some people call me .
Everyday I wake up in the morning having a craving for demigods. I normally try to resist but I am always so hungry. Every day I fight with myself for sleeping space on the floor of my cave in a small town in Connecticut.
When I go for a walk in the forest, I sometimes come upon demigods who take out there swords. I always expect them to play with me and I get so excited that I shoot flames into the sky. Sometimes I accidently sear all the hair on their bodies off and they randomly play dead in the middle of the forest.
Humans are very crazy sometimes. I don't understand why they sometimes lunge at me with their swords. They will try to cut my neck off nut it only stings for a few seconds and then feel an extra head forming.
When a demigod cuts one of my heads off it's just more sleeping space to fight over.
Silly demigods I wish they would just leave me alone sometimes.
In the evening I start up a fire on the cold cave floor to warm me and my heads up. Sometimes I feel like the only hydra in the world. It is very rare for hydras to see one another. I only wish I had someone to spend these cold winter nights with.
*sigh*
It's always lonely in these parts.
I sometimes play cards with my other heads but they always burn my awesome collectable god cards. Last week I just got the brand new ultra rare Zeus card. But now it's a pile of worthless Zeus dust.
Boom Boom
Oops, I forgot that Zeus could listen to our hydra thoughts. Does that even make sense to you?
Anyways this morning I had a breakfast of squirrels and tree bark, one of the lowest hydra meals you can have.
My other heads only let me have nibble of the tree bark and then a square centimeter of the squirrel. Do you know how little that is for even you mere mortals to eat?
I went on the rest of the day with my stomach growling. But that may have been that demigod I ate for lunch yesterday. He was probably one of the least tasteful demigods ever.
Tonight I will once again fight for a small amount of space on the cave floor and in the morning I will be as tired as a baby hydra.
Thanks to anyone who reads this I just wrote this because I was bored and I thought it might interest anyone who likes the hydras from pjo. I know this was short but that's how like to write my stories. Please review EVERYONE.
