Chapter 1: "On my way"
Spoiler warning: High.
Will could feel it. That was finally the day.
He had starting feeling strange cramps somewhere near his stomach, like if something was trying to pull him from the very centre of his belly. Something he, or anyone else, couldn't see.
A little puzzled, he started to prepare for the worst.
He bloody knew it, he was turning into a Styx!
That burning sensation inside him grew stronger as the days went on.
But, some morning, he suddenly came to a realization. The cramps were not only about him turning into a Styx, they were also a calling.
It was so clear now.
Without telling anybody, he packed and waited.
That night, the calling was at its highest. The entire house was still asleep, but he woke up with the urge to get up and walk.
He ended up facing a mirror at the light of a green sphere. He looked quite sick. His forehead was all sweaty and he had dark shadows under his eyes. His milky skin was even paler and seemed a bit green under the light, which didn't help him against his more than evident ill appearance.
Nevertheless, he managed to sigh and grinned.
Everything was going to be okay.
He combed his hair and put on his best clothes (which weren't as fancy as he wished they would).
He sat in the living room and hid a piece of paper in between the cushions. His farewell.
Then he looked at the dark ceiling, a tricky smile still curving his lips.
His hand was shimmering with a red and bright light.