CHAPTER 2: No Going Back

Unsure if I should or shouldn't enter, I knocked on the door.

"Come in!" replied a gruff voice. Slowly, I entered the office.

"Why am I so scared? I've been punished before," I thought.

"So, Callirei," Mr. Tracos began, "you've been here at Olymph Orphanage at 12 years"

"Yea...?" I wonder where he's going with this.

"So, do you believe in gods, goddesses, fantasy creatures?"

What? Where did that come from? I predicted him to say that I've been here a long

time and that I should be accustomed to the rules, yada yada yada.

"Well, you've taught us about the Greek gods and goddesses and how we should

worship them, but other than that, no."

"So then what do you think I am?" a womanly voice called out behind me.

Turning around in shock, I see a woman dressed in colorful robes with sky-blue flowing

hair and the tips are dyed pink.

"Who...who are you?" I asked.

"I am Tilith, summoner," the goddess replied.

"Tilith here demanded to see you and a few others," Mr. Tracos explained.

"Who else?" I asked the goddess.

"I don't know your name or the others, but your director here does."

I watched as Tilith as she forged a mist cloud and portrayed a parody of Lysandra and

a boy I couldn't recognize.

"I can get the girl, but the boy, I don't know the name of," I told her.

"Fetch her, please. What's her name?" she asked.

"Lysandra," I replied.

"What a lovely name. Please, bring her here and try to find the boy"

Mr. Tracos got up with a grunt, "I'll find him. His name is Pavlos"

My heart is palpitating. Why would a goddess, out of nowhere, ask for 3 people in

some random orphanage in the middle of Greece? Is she going to take us on a quest

like all those adventure movies or books? I hope not; that would be so cliché. Right

then, something occurred to me. How would Francis and Coralia bide without me?

"They're 13 years old, Thanos, don't freak out. They're siblings and if someone dares to

mock Coralia for her missing eye, you can trust Francis todeal with it"

Out of the corner of my eye, I see Lysandra talking with her friends. So, I ran up to her,

hoping it doesn't look like I'm running for her love.

"Lysandra!" I called out.

Lysandra and her friends turn around to face me.

"Mr. Tracos wants you, me, and Pavlos in his office," I quickly told her.

"One, who's Pavlos, and two," she began as her eyes widened, "are we in trouble?"

"I don't know and no, it's something...'special'," he replied.

"Special?"

"Special."

"Ooooooh, good luck, Lys!" her friends cooed.

I roll my eyes as she blushes.

Once we get to the office, we're greeted by a boy around the age of 14, Mr. Tracos,

and Tilith.

"Hello, summoners," Tilith greeted warmly, "So your names are Nathaniel, Sandra, and

Pablo?"

We just stare at her in silence like the morons we look like.

"Hahaha, just kidding, I know your names from your director here," she cleared up.

I bet if we were in an anime, we would have a drop of sweat dripping down our

foreheads.

"Head director," he mumbled to no one in particular.

"Do you three know of Grand Gaia?" the goddess asks us.

Pavlos's quiet voice pipes up, "WAIT!"

Everyone stares surprisingly at Pavlos.

"I've only been in this orphanage for 2 or 3 weeks and a goddess is already calling me

and asking me about an entire planet that doesn't exist! Can you at least explain before

trying to-"

"OK! STOP THE DAMN RANTING!" bellowed the director. Oh, sorry.Headdirector.

Tilith looked ashamed.

"I'll explain everything. But first..." A flash of bright blue and right then and there a

barrier forged between us 4 and Mr. Tracos. I could see him banging his fists against

the wall and shouting. I could only see his silhouette, but hey, it's Mr. Tracos we're

talking about here, so it's pretty obvious.

"Don't worry, it's soundproof," she explained.

"Can you please explain what's going on?" Lysandra's oh-so recognizable voice

spoke. She wore an unreadable expression. Something between alarm and dubiety.

"Right now," Tilith began, "we're in Greece on the planet Earth." There is another world

that is imperceptible to the human eye. It's called Grand Gaia and it is in deep peril.

The Four Fallen Gods are terrorizing the world. We need you three in particular to help

us. Why we chose you three specifically will not be disclosed to you until we feel the

time is right?"

"We?" Pavlos asked.

"You will understand soon. I will transport you to Grand Gaia's entries where you will

meet Lucius, the God of the Gate. He will clarify and I will see you soon."

An extremely bright flash of pure light, then a smoke blacker than night skies followed

by a light inexplicably brighter than the first.

I don't know how much time has passed but I woke up in a dark...place. I don't even

know where it is. Oh, yeah, we're in the Grand Gaia. The room is pitch-black; not an

iota of light. I see Lysandra and Pavlos sprawled out on the ground. It's so dark, it feels

we're in space. Without the Sun or stars, of course. I can't even see my own hand

in front of my face. Enough emphasizing the dim void we're in, now I need to wake up

Lysandra and Pavlos.

"AAAAAAAAARRGGHH!" I screamed my head off just to wake up these two people.

Yea, I could've just shook them but I chose the fun way.

"SHUT UP!" Lysandra yells back. What? She must really appreciate her sleep.

"Guys, wake up, we're in Gra-" I tried telling them before Pavlos cut me off.

"We're awake, Thanos," he said while rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, guys, look up," Pavlos whispered.

This seemed to wake up Lysandra. A luminous orb of light slowly started to manifest

above the trio. Far above them, but still impossible to miss, partially because of how

dark it is in the room and partially because of the sheer brilliance of it. I was even

squinting due to its gleaming state

"Greetings, summoners. I am Lucius."

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A/N (Author's Note): This one was slightly longer. Also, I apologize for the format. I'm

writing this on my iPad and I'm copy-pasting from Notes. Two chapters in one day!

Woot woot! :D

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any part of Brave Frontier.