HAPPY CANADA DAY EVERYBODY :D

This story so far has been about herry learning about the mystery of his life. I think it might be time to spice things up. ;)

Read, Review, and enjoy the fireworks!

Odie came home late that night. He went upstairs to the game room to see me standing. Staring into the deep space of the picture on the wall.

"Who is that?" I pointed to the big guy. As far a I knew, I knew everyone in the picture. All except for one. Him. Odie was silent behind me. It was almost like I offended him.

"He was an old friend." He muttered. "He was the strongest of the bunch of us. Not very smart but extremely generous." I looked behind me. Odie seemed very sad.

"Why do you say "was"?" I asked.

"He died a long time ago. The seven of us, we were all a family in that apartment, but he was mt best friend. When the couples went off, him and I did our own things. He loved animals and helping others. Damn it. I miss him." Odie looked like he was holding back a tear. This guy must have been a close friend.

"I'm sorry Odie. I didn't know." I felt guilty that I had made my Guardian cry.

He just looked at me. "Don't sweat it. It was long before you were born." He got up. "His name was Herry. Your parents named you after him." He walked out.

Herry. So this was the man who's name I inherited. It was strange because mt dad always told me that it was the name of a great hero. Was this man that hero? If so, what did he do?

These past few days, I had been looking for answers. All i got were more questions. Questions that made me question the base of my knowledge of my family and its past.

"Herry, come down here." Odies voice called. I snapped back to reality and walked downstairs. Odie was waiting outside the door.

"I have something I would like to give you." He muttered. He walked over to the door and beckoned me to follow him. I did. He led me to the garage and opened one of the many garage doors. I had a gut feeling that this would be good. The only thing he kept in the garage,were cars.

He drove out one of the biggest vehicles I had ever seen. It was a heavy duty pickup truck. It looked dusty and old, but it also looked powerful and it was painted in a golden yellow.

"This used to belong to Herry." Odie said when he stepped out of the car. "When he died, he gave it to me. And now I am giving it to you. Its an old car, but it still drives well and is quite fuel efficient." He handed me the keys. It still had a wireless remote. Most cars in the now had voice activation. The keyring had a glow in the dark minature dinosaur. I looked at Odie. It must have been tough for him to go through with that. Giving away a prized possesion that was given to him by a piece of paper.

"Thank you." I said. I was completely flattered that he was giving me a car. I did have my license but I didn't use it much. Maybe now I could.

"It will have better use with you than it will with me." Odie smiled. Not the cheerful, optimistic smile, his eyes showed saddness and regret.

"Its getting late." He said. "Early rising tomorrow. Get some sleep."

I nodded. He was right. I had to attend my dads funeral the next day. One event that I dreaded. I missed my dad. I didn't want to talk, listen or think about it.

So much for a good nights sleep. I lay in my bed wide awake for most of the night, scared of another nightmare like the one from last night. As nervous as I was, I did eventually drift into a dream.

I was expecting some kind of message from my dad again. It seemed different this time. I was on no street nor swimming in bodies. I was in a room. There were no lights on, but I knew it was a room. There was an echo. And I heard-

crying. It was a female cry of despair. I saw one light that was on. Underneath, there was a woman. She had long orange hair and pale skin. Her face was embedded in her knees as she sobbed away. She seemed unaware of my presence as I walked around her. She was frail and weak, like she hadn't eaten in weeks. I felt bad for her even though i didn't know what was wrong.

There was nowhere else for me to go, so I sat opposite from her as she continued to ignore my presence. Eventually, the crying stopped and slowly, her eyes looked up, facing mine. They were green like sea pearls. Like mine.

Herry. I heard a voice inside my head. It was the woman who I realised,was my mother.

I woke up again in a cold sweat. Sitting rigid in my bed. This dream was unlike a dream that I experienced before. I could do more than see and hear. I felt a sense that I never felt before. I could sense my surroundings like sonar underwater. It was bizzare. But I didn't think that was a dream. It was another message, but this time from my mother. Both my parents had tried to reach me through my dreams. I felt like they were warning me about something. It must have been serious.

I didn't bother going back to sleep. It was 7:15AM and the sun was up. I had breakfast as the my guardians came downstairs.

"My goodness Herry, youre up early." Medellia announced.

"Couldn't sleep." I mumbled. She ignored that and babbled "Do you have your speech ready?"

"Yup." I had finished it before Odie got home last night. Medellia simply smiled at me and started cooking pancakes. That look in her eyes was back. I was used to them at that point but I had a feeling they were connected to her negative feelings towards me that I over hear in that conversation.

The morning went as planned. I showered, got dressed in my suit and dragged myself into the car.

The funeral was being held at the cemetery. There was a priest from the local church, even though my dad never went to church, and there was a coffin but no body inside.

In time more people gathered. There was Neil, the Brooks, my dads cousins and many others. My mother, no surprise, was not allowed out of the institution.

We all sat around the burial site. It was under a yew tree which sheilded us from the warming sun. Before I knew it, it was time for my speech. I went in front of the coffin and breathed in. I wanted to cry, but this was one minute that I needed to hold it back. I held my head high and spoke out.

"I had a great dad. He raised me by himself since my mothers "inprisonment". It feels like forever since I last saw him, but I do know that he would be happy to see you all here. He spoke highly of all of you to me and-"

Herry.

A voice talked to me in my thoughts and made me pause for a moment. I realised that everyone was watching me. So I continued.

"And he made me want to meet many of you."

Herry.

The voice came back. It gave me a headache.

"Please excuse me for a second." I quickly stepped down from the podium and ran behind the tree, embarrased. But this voice was trying to reach me and it was giving me a huge headache.

Herry, listen. You are in great danger.

The voice was clearer now. It was my dads. He WAS trying to warn me of something. But what?

You must get out of there before its too late.

I had no clue what he was talking about. I set those thoughts to the back of my head and walked back to the microphone, blushing.

"Sorry about-"

My word were interupted by a crashing noise behind me. I looked up to see people panicking and running. I looked back to see a huge blue man with a toga aiming its foot at me.

Herry. Run.

I listened to my dads voice and booked it.

"HERRY!" Odies voice beckoned me to his car. The giant man was following me and tried to swing at me. I dodged it by rolling to the side, narrowly missing a gravestone with my head. The blue guy seemed angry and leapt at me again but was suddenly stopped by something at its wrist. It looked like metal rope, but on closer inspection, it looked like a metal grappling hook. And it was coming from some sort of handle thing from Mr Brook.

"Herry, get out of here!" He yelled struggling to hold the thing back. I ran to the car. People were running everywhere but I reached the car door.

"JUMP IN." Yelled Medellia who looked frightened out of her mind. I looked back. Mr Brook was struggling to hold the giant back. The thing smacked him into the tree with one swift slap to the body. Mr Brook was risking his life for me.

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?" Yelled Medellia even louder.

I looked at the car, then to Mr Brook.

Balls to it.

I clenched my fist and ran away from the car and towards the big blue thing. Mr Brooks face was bloody and in shock. I took my rugby stance.

Get low.

Straight back.

Charge.

The big giant never saw it coming. From his side, I hit him a full force makking us tumble down the hill, away from Mr Brook. Well actually, thanks to my strength, we got some serious air before I slammed him into the ground. The giant was hurt as I got off of him, but he wasn't defeated. I still today can't beleive what I did. I picked him up by the waist, lifted him, and fired him straight into the church wall. Whatever he was, he looked a bit more defeated at that point.

"Herry!" Mr Brooks voice came from behind me. He was limping with blood on his face. He scared the crap out of me.

"Thank you for saving my life, but you really must get out of here." He panted. I followed his recommendation and ran for the car. The two were shocked.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Medellia screamed, "YOU NEARLY KILLED YOURSELF!"

"Odie," I said ignoring Medellia, "What was that thing?" Odie was silent as he drove full speed out of the cemetery. His expression was emotionless.

"Odie, I know you are hiding something from me. Now tell me what that thing was."

Odie cursed under his breath multiple times. "I-it was a giant."

"Well no shit." I said, frustrated that I might have died five seconds ago.

"Odie was burying his face in his head. "No no no no no. This wasn't how it was meant to happen."

"What wasn't meant to happen?" Both Medellia and I asked at the same time.

"This. My job was to protect you from all this. And I failed." He was on the verge of crying. He muttered damnit several time under his breath.

"Odie, what is going on?" Medellia asked impatiently.

"Look, youre not going to beleive what I am about to tell you." He said.

"The truth is that all those stories about greek mythology and gods are actually real. In highschool. The seven of my friends were prophecised to defeat Cronus, the god of time who escaped from tartarus prison. We succeeded, but not until we lost Herry, and thousands of lives. That battle of New Olympia was not between us and aliens. Those Aliens were greek mythological monsters like that one back there. When the war ended, we settled down and tried to raise our kids away from all that so they could be safe. And I failed. I failed you, I failed your dad, I failed the world."

We finally got back to the mansion. There was a storm brewing and it was windy. A depressed Odie wandered into the mansion.

"So if you fought Cronus in the battle of New Olympia, then YOURE one of the Heroes of New Olympia that the people are ripping on." He nodded sadly. I felt partially responsible for his distress. I felt like this whole disaster was my fault.

"I'm sorry Odie. I feel horrible for what I have brought into your life. Again." He stared at me warmly for a moment and smiled.

"You didn't choose this life. Neither did I, but here we are. You have the blood of two Heroes of New Olympia The anchestor of Jason and Theseus. You have the blood of both your parents. You are, like me, a hero." he looked up to me and Medellia.

"This place is no longer safe. They found us in the cemetery, they can find us here. We leave tomorrow. Get your things ready."

That was a long to write. i hope you enjoyed. I couldnt be bothered to spellcheck and read over everything so apologies for that. :)

HAPPY CANADA DAY