Story #3

The Adoration of Trivia

I think this story is my favorite yet, I really love Avery's character! This might seem a little confusing to you, considering I have fully explained Avery's history, but all will be revealed, soon!
Until then, enjoy this chapter! Please review, they make my world go round.

The fowl beast was no match for my blade. I bury the blade deep in its chest, earning satisfying howls from the beast beneath me.

My name is Avery. Just Avery. I have no last name because it isn't needed. Everyone on Trivia Island knows me.

I am Avery. Son of Trivia. Around here I am considered a Prince, if not a god.

I hunt monsters, protect the people of the island, and help my mother pass laws. When she isn't on her island, I am in charge.

Many gods come to Trivia's Island. They come for rest and relaxation. While they are here, I entertain them. I must say, I am a particular favorite of Venus and Minerva.

Apollo is also a good friend of mine. We often hunt together. Neptune and Jupiter like to come watch me participate in the gladiator games.

I am humbled by the love I receive from my people.

"Get back, Avery!"

I jump back quickly, just in time to see a silver arrow whiz past my face. If I had been a second late, I would have had an arrow through my nose. I am quite handsome, but I don't think I could pull off that fashion trend yet.

I hear a moan from an animal and there is a flash of silver and black.

The next thing I know, I see Caridee Lovett sling a wild Hippalectryon in front of me. She smiles at me, her golden eyes glittering in the sunlight. Her long, black hair is pulled into a tight ponytail that hangs below her behind.

She is decked in a short, silver and white Chiton with sandals that lace all the way up to her thighs. Her silver bow is slung over her shoulder.

"You're slipping." She says, smugly.

I grin as I tie the slain Orthrus in magical golden ropes- a gift from Apollo. I make sure the ropes are secure before I leap from the beast's chest.

"I left that Hippalectryon for you because I know how upset you get when I kill all the game." I say, with equal smugness.

"Alright, Avery." Caridee says, retrieving her arrow from the fallen animal. "Why'd you run off this morning anyway? You didn't even eat breakfast."

I shrug, cleaning my sword. "I wanted to see the sunrise. You know I hate missing it."

"Sure, I remember that." Caridee leaps up and latches onto a hanging tree branch. She swings once, twice, and hauls herself up. She balances on her arms, with her legs above her head before propelling herself to the next tree.

I watch her swing like a monkey from tree to tree. It's quite amusing, but I have somewhere to be. My mother, the goddess Trivia, is coming for a visit. It has been months since we've seen each other.

I am eager to see my mother. I have to go prepare the mansion for her arrival. She will expect everything to be immaculate. It's the least I can do for her. She's given me so much.

She has given me life, a great life, and I love her for it. I owe her everything. I love my mother with all my heart.

Caridee seems to sense what I am feeling. She leaps from the tree, landing beside me.

"I'll walk you to the mansion."

We chatter aimlessly as we head back into town. The city is bustling with activity. Everyone has heard of Trivia's return. There will probably be a huge celebration. Parades, balls, gladiator games, in her honor. And especially…Magic Shows.

The Magic Shows are a specialty here on Trivia Island. Everyone practices all year long to perform for the great Trivia. In fact, there is a special week in every year dedicated to my mother.

My mansion was huge. It was the biggest home on Trivia Island. It was larger than any roman castle.

It was surrounded by gardens on three sides, and on the fourth side, there was the beach. The manor was solid gold, so it shined in the sunlight and
moonlight.

Trivian Mansion was a shinning beacon of hope to all that look upon it.

"I never tire of gazing upon the mansion." Caridee admits. "It's truly a work of art. I palace fit for the gods."

I smile at her. "You think so, Caridee?"

She nods. We hold each others gaze for a long while until Caridee blushes and turns away.

"I have to be going, I have to help mom prepare for the goddess's return." And with that, she turns on her heels and sprints away faster than a gazelle.

I stare at my reflection for the tenth time in the past thirty minutes. I have to be perfect. Trivia will expect nothing less.

My wispy, brown hair is combed back. I am dressed in formal clothing. A royal purple and blue shirt that resembles a toga, but isn't quite as long, and black
pants. My sword is secured in it's sheath on my hip. Several servants have told me I look majestic, but I don't believe them.

I hear a rustling behind me. Turning, I see a bunch of leaves hovering near me. They carry a message.

"The goddess Trivia has arrived." They say, and the voice sounds like the head servant.

My excitement is completely uncontrollable. I give myself one more look in the mirror and bound from my room.

I take three steps at a time during my descent. Still, I don't seem to be reaching the main floor soon enough. I leap over the banister and land on the steps a level below. I repeat this over and over until I have reached the last flight.

From there, I fly. Using, small magic, I spout wings from my feet and fly towards the main entrance.

I land, and head towards the doors. They are opened for me by our invisible doormen.

I see her.

Trivia is just a beautiful as I remember. Maybe even more.

Her radiant, red hair is flowing behind her like a cape, and her bluish-silver eyes, so much like my own, shine in the moonlight. She is wearing a beautiful, red and white Stola. She is decorated in silver and gold jewelry and her fingertips glisten with magic.

"Trivia," I whisper.

I can't stop myself, as I run forward, into her awaiting arms. Her hands stoke my hair as she whispers sweet nothings into my ear. I have grown taller than her since we last saw each other. I tower at least two head above her.

She looks up into my unnaturally blue eyes and smiles. "I missed you, my dear Avery."

I kiss her cheek. "Not as much as I have missed you, mother."

After a few more minutes of hugs and kisses, Trivia and I retreat the dinning halls where dinner is beginning served.

I seat my mother at the head of the too-long dining room table and take the seat beside her. The table looks long and lonely without the usual gathering of people, but I am glad for the peace.

The first course magically appears before us. It is a wild salad with strips of goose. Our drink is Ambrosia. Yes, Ambrosia. The stuff that makes you immortal.

Just for the record, I am immortal.

On my eighteenth birthday, Trivia granted me with the chance to drink the wondrous drink. From that day on, I was immortal. I will never age. I will never show signs of old age. My body will be as it was on that day, forever.

We toast to Trivia's health and to the health of the gods, then Trivia adds something.

"I want to pay special homage to my dear son and only child, Avery. Let the path he walks always be a straight one, never deviating from the path of his life. Bless him in all he does. Keep his soul and heart as pure and precious as it is now. Forever."

My heart swells with pride and honor. Tears of joy prickle in my eyes, but I force them at bay. It was such a great privilege to be honored by Trivia like this. Gods do not often pay this much attention to their offspring, but I am lucky to have such a wonderful mother like Trivia.

Or so I once believed.