Chapter 8:
For the next three days, a lot of people were better. Their fevers were gone. By this time I had only 6 patients left, and the whole village was going berserk! Everyone was more lively and more active than before.
"Yes it is true! The ocean healer worked her magic!"
"My husband is alive and well!"
"The disease is nearly gone, thanks to the ocean healer…"
"It is a blessed miracle from the gods! They send us a blessing!"
"She has done wonders! All under 3 days! Amazing!"
"I still cannot believe I am healed. I feel better and stronger!"
"We must hold up a feast! A banquet in her honor!"
"Hail, Evey, our precious ocean healer! She's done us good!"
"Oh bless the gods for sending this wondrous child to our aid!"
More and more and more people talked, making me the #1 chick on the scene. Everywhere I walked, people thanked me and blessed me. Some even gave me gifts such as fish, blankets, and pottery.
More people were making an effort in their everyday chores in the fields and in fishing and tending to their families. The village was more lively than before, it was more active. Adelio had even wept from happiness when his wife Andra opened her eyes and smiled up at him. Assuring him she was alright.
The more famous I got with my medicine and phenomenal abilities to cure, the more people came in looking for help. They would ask for me, beg for my assistance, promising to reward me handsomely with anything they had.
But I would tell them I didn't need any payment, and they would weep from happiness.
But not to my knowledge…Hades was amongst the crowd, disguised as a sick old man coming to seek help.
"Evey! An elderly man comes to you!"
"Bring him in!" I called.
Adelio and a woman brought in the old man, cloaked in grey rags with a long ragged eyebrows and beard. He was coughing and wheezing, and his face was all sweaty. Just another high fever, I guess.
"Come on in and sit down. I'll be with you in a moment."
I put on my face mask and my cough syrup ready, and bring over my bowl of hot water and handkerchief. The elderly man seated himself, putting down his walking stick and bag that resembled a soldier's bag.
"So, what's your name?" I asked.
He coughed.
"Please… I need medicine…"
He coughed again.
"Alright, I need you to swallow this…" I opened up the bottle of cough syrup, making sure he didn't see the bottle as well.
I poured it into a spoon, and held it up in the air. It was the right amount of syrup. I looked back at the old man.
"Ok. I need to warn you that this is not going to taste good. At all. So you need to close your eyes tight and gulp it. Don't let it touch your tongue…"
"What medicine is this?"
"A special kind of medicine…"
"Made by you…?"
"You could say that. Now open up…" I held up the spoon.
He had no intention in doing so."Tell me, what is your name?"
"Evey…"
"Where do you come from?"
"Nowhere. Now open up…"
I didn't get questions like these from the other patients.
"Where is your home?"
"Look, do you want to feel better or not?"
"On the contrary…" the old man began," I feel much better, now that I have you in my grasp."
"What?"
"I do not need your medicine…"
"Then what are you here for?" I asked, suspiciously.
"You…"
Suddenly, the old man's face transformed! The grey clothes were gone, but not entirely gone, but grew black. Jet black. He grew taller, bigger, and more sinister. My eyes grew wide with fear!
A slippery veil of darkness wrapped around his whole figure, then wrapping himself, the unfolding, releasing him into his true form. Raveling up into a cocoon. The air grew cold, as frost began to creep up my arms!
I fell backwards, spilling the medicine, and grabbing hold of my bag. His whole entire form grew big and huge!
"Shit!" I screamed and I ran out of there!
My legs sped through the doorway and out into the open! People noticed, alarmed and thought of what was happening. I didn't have time to scream, nor did I have time to think of where I was going next.
Like a bomb exploding from the house, the man in black clothes emerged from the roof, soared there like the reaper himself. His cold gaze fell upon me, then he swooped down, snatching me from the ground!
I SCREAMED!
My body was lifted from the ground, dashing upwards into the air and away from the village. We passed around clouds and birds, until the village was nothing but a small speck.
Then, stopping in the air, the man in black robes held me. Firm and strong, he never let me go.
"LET ME GO!" I screamed.
Staring at my crazed frightened eyes, he spoke in almost a harsh lowly whisper, piercing me with his grey eyes.
"No. I will never let you go. Nor will I ever give you up. Not here, nor anywhere, for your understanding. For an odd reason, I cannot close my eyes to you…"
"LET ME GO! AHHH- LET ME GO!"
"Let me take you away from here. There's no need for these people. Come…"
So, I clung to his arms, since we were really high above the ground! He could drop me and it would all be over. The thought of death made me lose myself, as I blacked out and fell into unconsciousness.
Adelio's POV:
"It seems that the God of the Underworld has kidnapped our Evey. The God of Underworld has done us wrong, but now…we must pray to Zeus to bring her back! Our salvation has bee stolen from us! But we shall receive! We shall receive!" he shouted, raising a fist in the air.
"Bring up all hands and kneel! Zeus must hear us! Ho! Pray! Oh, Zeus, bring us back our poor Evey. We beg of you…"
"Yes, we beg of you Zeus, bring us back our ocean healer…" the man kneeled down to pray.
"Zeus, we pray that you bring us back our ocean healer. Many people are still sick…"
The rest of the village began to pray, and Adelio had a strong determination ringing in his heart. The savior of his wife has been kidnapped, so what can he do to bring her back?
His wife came up to him.
"My love, was it her who healed me? This Evey?"
"Yes, my dearest, it was. We never repaid her for her kindness. I shall live an unfulfilled life if we do not ever thank her. Wherever the God of the Underworld has taken Evey, Zeus will bring her back to us."
"I never got to thank her. But, what shall we do now?" she sighed under her breathe.
"We will gather some men and ride out to King Romptus and tell him of this miracle child… Then the King will, hopefully, favorably grant us an audience with Zeus perhaps. We need her back…" Adelio sighed," But how are you my love?"
"I am fine. The baby's fine… "
"All is well here, then. But I shall go and lead the way to the Palace. The King will need to hear of this…"
"But why the King, Adelio?"
"Because, my love, the King is also ill from disease… Once he hears of this miracle child, he will have to heed our call…"
Adelio kissed his wife and placed a soft kiss on her stomach, saying their sweet goodbyes, gathered the men and his horses and rode out.
He will find Evey.
Your POV:
I woke up, feeling groggy and very…wasted. Did I get drunk? With no intention of getting up, I just laid there. My eyes opened, looking up to see tall trees. I wasn't at the village anymore. The only thing I remembered was something about…falling or flying through the air.
Maybe I was dead.
Maybe it was a dream.
Maybe I teleported again.
I could smell salt and humid air. Hearing the sound of crushing water. I think I was near the beach again. Tasting something iron on my tongue, and I turned my head over to see…the man who kidnapped me.
"Who are you?"
He looked my way. Damn he was tall! Which intimidated me all the more. Getting up, I pushed myself away from him.
I wish I had pepper spray!
But more than that… He was…handsome. This man had that very ghoulish looking nature about him, that scared me, but also intrigued me. But his robes gave off a sign that he was important, because I've only seen Kings and Princes wear those kind of robes.
The nature of a very mysterious man was one of my favorites. But right now, I wasn't too sure. He walked over, towering like a statue, looking down at me.
"I am Hades…"
I narrowed my eyes.
"Wait… You mean…?"
I paused.
"Let me get this straight… you are suppose to be the Lord of the Underworld that's suppose to look after dead souls and stuff? You're the creator and master of the Kraken? You rule the realm of the dead? You're a God?"
He tilted his head.
"I am the God of the Underworld… And you are Evey? This…so-called ocean healer. This…so-called Princess…"
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"You been stalking me?"
He just gave me a glare.
"Get away you psycho freak!" I curled up into a ball," I only wanted to help those people, not get kidnapped by you! Why don't you go and fuck yourself and leave me the hell alone, because for your information… I don't like getting kidnapped!"
He walked over to me.
With an angry glare!
"Oh god! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it! I didn't mean it! Just don't hurt me!" I squealed!
I shut my eyes!
"What beauty…"
He touched my temple with his hands that were smudged with coal or something. I looked up at him. He had rather long yellow finger nails with some sort of black chalk on his fingertips.
What I would give if I could feel those hands on my hips and legs.
This man also had a nice figure.
Damn, you could serve dinner on that!
His grey eyes looked back at me, then he withdrew his hand. I bit my lip. Trying to hide a blush. But I'm not sure if that was working out.
"Tell me…what does Zeus want from you?"
The hell?
"Zeus?"
"My brother…"
"I don't know… Does he even know me? Wait…you mean the King of Gods? The real deal of the holy field? The dude who can shoot lightning and stuff? The head cheese? The chairman of the board?"
He had no comment.
"I believe he's also been following you around for some time…"
"Great! A second stalker! Just what I needed! So…you Gods exist?"
He nodded.
"Wow…"
Zeus' POV:
All of the Gods were chattering over eachother, making loud noise. Other gods were talking as well, trying to talk over the ones who were being really loud. Zeus silenced them all.
"These prayers… They came from nowhere!" Hera stated first.
"Why act as if this is a state of emergency? We should be grateful. Those prayers feed our immortality!"
"All the mortals below are calling for someone named Evey…" Hermes exclaimed.
"What action would this 'Evey' girl have on all the others to inspire them to pray for us so suddenly?"
"The best is still to be found. The more this 'Evey' is around, the more prayers the mortals give us…" Athena stated.
"SILENCE!" Zeus shouted, pounding his stake into the floor," I have been down on earth and sought out this girl. I had found her. She is a girl no older than 17, yet she has power over more mortals than a soothsayer…"
"What power…!"
"But, my King, what are we to do with her? She has caused both disaster and salvation to our world. She has brought us our prayers but has more control on other mortals than we do…!"
"Yes, she has… but I had witnessed something I never did intend to see. She had simply vanished into thin air. I know not where she went or how she did it, since after all, she is a mere mortal," Zeus stated walking around the court demanding audience," Then I had to investigate further about this 'miracle child' and found out… I did not create her. Her figure is not amongst the statues I have in my throne room…"
The courtroom gasped, then whispers erupted into the air. Heads turned this way and that, trying to piece the puzzle together. Both scared and quite angry.
"I did not create her…"
"Nor did I…"
"Nor did I…"
"Nor did I…"
"None of us created her…" Zeus shouted," So…that means that this…girl…this mortal is rare. Extremely rare. Even more rare than any of us put together. She…is a gift. This truly is a miracle child. If the mortals pray for us to go and find her, than so we shall! So…find her! Go out with your fastest horses! Bring out our chariots! Bring her back to me! We shall use her to bring us our immortality!"