Chapter 3: A Boy at Sea

On the coast of Athens the young hero in training was walking along the shore. Alexander of Crete walked among the shore of the Aegean Sea. The sand was darker then any time that he had walk before. He knew that something was not right this day. He just could not put his finger in it. He looked out to sea and saw that the sea was calm. This was good for the city-state of Athens. The Lord of the Sea, The mighty God Poseidon did not care for the people of Athens. This has been going since Lord Poseidon and Lady Athena were fighting for the city-state and you can tell who won the city-state and called it Athens. Yes if said Lady Athena then you are right, and Poseidon never really got over the fact that the people of Athens chosen the olive tree over his sea water fountain. But that is another myth for another day.

"Thank the Gods that the great Lord Poseidon is happy this day. The sea looks so beautiful when it is calm. Well I must be getting home Lord Apollo will be bringing the Sun to rest soon. Wait what is that in the water?" Alexander said looking out into the sea. Then was a dark target in the sea that was not moving but was going under the waves and coming back up. Alexander had a dark feeling that it was a human in the sea. He wasted no time in jumping in the water swimming to the target. As he swam to the target he saw that he looked to the same age as him.

He took a hold of the boy and saw that he was not breathing. "How did you get into the sea?" Alexander asked the unconscious boy. "Do not worry I got you." Alexander said taking a hold of the boy and put him on his back. A moan came from the boy. Alexander knew that he had to get to the shore with the boy. He began to swim back with much difficulty with having the boy on his back and that he was tried. He knew that he had to get back to the shore. Or he and the boy would be in more trouble then they are now. You see if they passed away with not a burial or a gold coin they could not get ferry to take them across the river Styx. He needed to make it to the shore. Alexander needed to be brave. But to tell you the truth he was scared. Not only for him but also for the young boy who still unconscious on his back. He began to prey to the God of the Sea.

"Please my Lord Poseidon please allow to make it to the shore. Please I must save this boy." Alexander prayed to the sea. The boy began to cough up water on Alexander's back as he moved his head. Alexander singed thanking the Gods that he was alive. He finally made it to the shore and put the boy on his back. He began to push on his stomach. He began to cough up the rest of the water. He opened his eyes and there were dark eyes looking at Alexander.

"Thanks the Gods you did not pass away and go into the Underworld." Alexander said to him. The boy looked around not understanding where he was and looked at Alexander trying to speak to him.

"Where I am? Who are you? How did I get in the sea?" The boy asked. Alexander looked at him with worry in his brown eyes.

"My name is Alexander of Crete. My parents are Thalia and Nestor of Crete. I moved to Athens to become a great hero like Theseus. What is your name? Where are you from?" Alexander asked him.

The boy pulled himself up to sit on his rear looking at Alexander. "I do not know. I cannot even remember where I am from." The boy said trying hard to think of his name and his homeland. Alexander put his hand on his shoulder trying to help the boy not be so sad.

"You poor thing, curse by the Gods. Come I will bring you to my master's house. We should get going before night comes upon us." Alexander said giving him his tan hand too the boy. The boy took the hand with his pale right hand and stood up from the dark sandy shore. He felt dizzy and fell into Alexander. Alexander caught him and put his arm over him. "Come on lets go." Alexander said to the boy as they began to walk to his master's house.

"Will you help me find out who I am, Alexander of Crete?" The boy asked him.

Alexander smiled a sad smile and pulled him closer to him. "I will try to help you no matter what happens we will find out together who you are." Alexander said as they began to walk away from the water.

As the two boys began to leave the sea began to have waves as a dark figure rose from the sea. The figure smiled an evil smiled and opened his eyes, to view golden eyes. "You will not remember anything my eldest boy. You should have never sided with your younger brothers. You would have been my only heir. You could have been king of the gods. But now you are my enemy. And when the time comes I will kill you in this mortal form. That way my dear Hades you will never be able to be a god again." Cronus said laughing to himself.