A War of Our Own Part 12
Bellamy had been in complete disbelief when he was assigned the mission of retrieving Apollo's stolen lyre from Medusa's lair. It wasn't so much the mission he despised, it was the fact that they made Finn go with him. The two had reached the cave's entrance that led to the maze that made up Medusa's lair. Bellamy ducked his way in, followed by Finn as they both held up torches that lit the way. Cold puddles splashed under their feet, sending resounding echoes through the tunnels.
"Are you still mad at me for making things awkward between you and Murphy?" Finn whispered.
"We are NOT talking about this right now, Finn," Bellamy growled.
"Things have been tense between us ever since. I feel bad. I just want to make things right," Finn continued.
"Finn, I swear on my father, if you don't shut up right now-" Bellamy paused for a moment as a sound tumbled into the tunnel from behind them.
"Did you hear that?" Bellamy asked.
"Um…"
"Never mind," Bellamy rolled his eyes, irritated. They continued on further into the cave which began to widen and open up until they came upon an elaborately decorated jade door that stood on the opposite end of a chamber filled with several other halls that branched off of it.
"I just wanted to say I'm sorry, Bellamy," Finn finished. Bellamy swung around to face him, fury blazing in his dark eyes.
"I said enough, Finn. Focus on the mission!" Bellamy shouted. Finn's face froze in fear as his eyes trailed up over Bellamy's head to the ceiling, where the Earth began to crumble overhead. Bellamy was suddenly mauled across the room as the ceiling crashed down. Finn rolled himself out of the way. Medusa's giant pet serpent had come crashing into the room, shaking the floor beneath their feet.
Bellamy shook the dirt from his eyes to find Murphy on top of him, shielding him from the debris.
"Murphy? What the hell are you doing here?" Bellamy looked up at him, bewildered.
"Bell-" Murphy was cut off as the serpent swept its body across the ground and took Murphy away with it. Bellamy quickly got to his feet and pulled out his sword. He stood before the beast that looked down upon him with piercing yellow eyes. Bellamy made for Murphy, who had been slammed against the wall across the chamber. The serpent lunged forward and Bellamy swiftly dodged a snap of its jaws. Bellamy quickly took Murphy's wrists to pull him up. Before he could turn, the serpent let out an ear-piercing screech, banging its head against the roof of the chamber in a fit of pain before falling to the ground. Blood was splattered across the floor of the chamber, escaping from the wound in the serpent's side that had washed over Finn's body as he pulled his axe from the beast. Bellamy and Murphy's eyes widened in surprise while the serpent twitched a few times before exhaling its last breath.
"Hey, Murphy," Finn smiled awkwardly, his gaze slightly over the two of them. Bellamy frowned, his heart beating hard in his chest. His stomach fluttered with mixed feelings.
