Chapter 12
I followed her for hours before taking the lead downhill. The sun low in the sky as we decided to keep walking, actually enjoying ourselves for once, looking at the moon while I tried to point out Haiti and the chariot that pulled the moon across the sky. When suddenly in became dark, as if someone turned off the sun. Julia letting out a gasp making me to turn to see Sköll grinning viciously in triumphant, the sun captured in his jaws. He swallowed it, plunging the earth into darkness, the stars fading from the sky. Then he ran down on the air snatching up a small glow that was the driver of Sun chariot. I heard the crunch of snow as Julia turned towards the soft glow the moon still radiated. I looked over my shoulder to see Hati capture the moon and tear it to shreds before devouring it.
Hati was just as big as his brother Sköll, but pure black to blend in with the night sky. His eyes a pulsing red, the same intricate pattern that traced its ways from Sköll's eyes traced its way from Hati's, but in red. His eyes glowed and were bright enough for us to follow as he snatched the driver just as his brother did with the sun, allowing the moon's two helpers, that helped the moon wax and wane, fall to their deaths. Light was now non-existent without the sun and moon, and the drivers of their chariots. A brother and sister named Sun and Moon, because their father said they were so beautiful they out shone the sun and moon themselves. Making them the perfect targets for Odin to capture and take into the sky, to haul the very thing their dad mocked, across the sky.
"Attor, I'm scared," Julia whispered stepping close to me, while I turned. Unable to help but face her for a moment, as she still smelled like flowers and apples.
"I know but we got to keep moving," I reached into my bag, my hand closing around the frozen metal tube of the flashlight, quickly pulling it out and turning it on. The light quickly spread out in front of us, but the moment it did I wish it hadn't. Both Julia and I looked up seeing a giant of a man towering above us, around 30 feet, which might have been small by their standards. He was barefoot, his feet caked with dry mud and what might possibly be blood, he wore ragged pants and no shirt, but instead a breastplate crafted from crude gold.
"Julia, run," I breathed, not taking my eyes of the giant.
"What?" she asked.
"Run!" I yelled pushing her foreword, taking off myself, but in one swift movement he picked me up. I felt my eyes might pop out of my head from the pressure building up in the back of my head, which the giant was causing because of the force he applied to me, nearly breaking many bones in the process. The flashlight fell out of my hand, but luckily landed up right in the snow giving me a perfect view of the giant, but also unfortunately a perfect view of Julia as well. Who had stopped dead in her tracks, and was staring up at me eyes wide with fright, though the giant made no move.
"Julia! Go! Now!" I yelled, luckily she got the message and ran, but then the giant caught sight of her and snatched her up as well.
"Ha! The war has barely begun and I already got some spoils. Two demigod servants, and one of them is pretty cute," he mocked giving Julia a slightly squeeze, which made her squeak and him laugh. His voice and laugh both booming and rough like the face of a cliff, his breath hot on our faces and burned our eyes like onions, and don't even get me started on the smell.
"Let us go!" I yelled, struggling against his grip.
"Oh this ones feisty, not a good servant, but will make a great after war snack," he said and started walking.
