It was the opening night for the show that I was in at my school. From where I stood on stage, it seemed like everyone that I knew came out in order to support me. It made sense; I was one of the leads.
My heart was beating with adrenaline as I sung the happy lyrics to my fellow actress; I was trying not to fumble over them, forgetting them. I prayed that my mind wouldn't blank on me. And yes, I knew what you're thinking: But, Althea, why would you do that? You are the daughter of Apollo, after all. Well yes, I am, but let me remind you that I may be the daughter of the god of music, but that doesn't mean I get a free pass of being absolutely perfect. It means that I had to work just as hard as the others, not to mention be nervous as the others.
My gaze then went out towards the audience as I sang for them; I couldn't see anyone in specific, though. The bright, luminescent light was a haze, blocking my ultimate view of the large audience. I knew where Chandler, Adam and my mom and stepfather were sitting, however. They occupied a good amount of the last row of the first section of seats.
I nearly stopped singing when I heard a strange noise coming from outside of the theatre, it sounded like something was impatiently pounding against the doors. My eyes flickered over to the set of doors nervously, I saw that some of the ushers were giving the doors questioning glances over their shoulders, but they continued to attempt to ignore it. I saw their eyes eventually fall back on me.
However, on my most dramatic and final line yet, the thing that was pounding on the doors won its fight with the doors. They busted open with a loud noise, revealing an odd looking creature. I heard the orchestra come to a suddenly awful stop in their music, the violins literally screeching to a halt. I saw their entire heads fly towards the door. You would think that the conductor would cue the screaming because that's what happened next, along with people getting up and hurriedly running for the door. The creature that stood in the doorway let out an utterly horrific growl in response, as to say: I'm here.
I'll admit it, I felt bamboozled: this thing stole my spotlight!
I saw the lights urgently come up around me, letting me get an even better look at the beast. I saw that the creature had a head of a lion, but the rest of its body was made up of a goat. The goat's head was included in the picture, it prominently was attached to its back, and I was surprised that it didn't hit its head on the top of the doorway or something. I was also surprised to see that its tail was a full-fledged snake; its hissing accompanied the screams and shuffles of people's feet as they eagerly left the theatre.
I turned around and looked around the back of the stage; the rest of the cast was giving me strange looks. Some of them even cowardly bolted from the stage when they saw the creature take a mere step towards the stage. I rolled my eyes and turned back around towards the audience.
I instantly felt the pressure of my bow appearing in my left hand;it glowed heroically in the fluorescent lighting.
My eyes then fell on Chandler and Adam; they were standing up by their seats. Chandler already had her trident in her hand, a wide, prideful smile lining her lips. Adam's sword was in its regular form, humming and glowing with expectant electricity along the shining, silver blade. I then felt my quiver appear on my back.
I didn't have to count the arrows; I knew that they were all there and ready to go.