Why us though? ~ Nefeli~ Olympus
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"Again!" the instructor shouts savagely. I am worn down and tired but I thrive on it. Every hit helps me concentrate, well it used to. Now I feel tired and restless and I can't concentrate. I continue to try to follow the sequence. I was so out of focus that I didn't notice the instructor told everyone to stop. I was about the roundhouse the poor abused dummy when I felt the pinching grip of Ms. Corinna, better known as Pinch Grip because well, her grip pinches.
"It seems Nefeli here has all the energy to continue in training even when I tell her otherwise." she says with such distaste it sends a shiver down my spine, but I won't let her see it.
"N-no Miss Pinch I didn't mean to-" I paused realizing my mistake as everyone flinchs at my mistake. I stare at her with wide eyes. Her nose flares and she drags me like a rag doll to the entrance of the temple.
"Won't you look at that, it's the janitor." she whispers maniacally in my ear.
"Yes, yes it's her?" I say confusion and curiousity slipping in my tone.
"Acacia... Acacia! Look who just offered to clean the temple for you, it's lovely Nefeli. " she says my name with the usual distaste to the old woman who looks at the instructor with fear and confusion. Probably because she never speaks to her type. Acacia is a daughter of love, Aphrodite's kin whilst we are Athena's kin. I rush towards her and she looks towards the floor until Ms. Pinch is out of the temple.
"I'm sorry she shouted at you." I say to the fragile woman and she looks at me in shock then her eyes soften.
" Don't worry child here I'll show you to the inner gates that is the most sacred so be quiet and avoid the other Daughters, they can be bratty. " she says like we've been friends for years and I can't help but offer a genuine smile to her and she returns it.
She shows me to the inner temple and stays and talks to me for a while.
"So how old are you?" I say teasingly. She laughs softly,
"Well I'm old enough to know your mother, and I actually was a close friend. " she says almost nonchalantly and I stop cleaning to look at her, shocked
"For real, pinky swear!" I shout and she shushes me whilst stiffling a laugh.
"Yes we were best friends even had a necklace with half pendants that connect." She shows me a half and removes it handing it to me.
"No I can't it's yours" I say but she looks at me all motherly and well, you know what that means.
"It's actually your mother's half, mine is with my daughter, Amara" she says putting it around my neck. I quickly hug her, feeling extremely giddy. She says goodbye and leaves me mopping the floor with a cloth, very extra, I know. After a while when I paused because I was tired and sweating hard.
"Um hello there" says an extremely shy voice. I look up to see a girl my age looking at me turning red.
"Hello, what's up?" I ask trying to friendly. She smiles at me and grabs the cloth, as she gets it, I see the other side of my pendant and gasp. She looks at me startled. I reach for her chin and face her towards me.
" Amara?" I ask softly. She nods slowly.
" Your mother told me about you, I'm Nefeli" she smiles at me friendly and is about to say something but is interrupted by someone
"Amara, come here! What are you doing with that?!" We look up to a girl who is pretty but has a constant mean face on, even when she is smiling. She looks at me apologetically and I smile telling her it's okay. She gets up and walks to them and they hand her offerings roughly and she starts the ritual.
After what seems like forever I finish one corner, yeah it's that big. I get up stretch and get to the next corner as I do I hear a blood curling scream and running footsteps. I look towards the sound to see some purple, blue whatever colour those are glowing brightly with a slender figure moving towards it like it's a magnet. I was about to walk away when I heard someone calling for help. Then I think suddenly
"Amara? Amara?!" I look for her heading toward the figure being sucked in.
" Nefeli! Help!" she shouts. I run and grab her hands. The thing is pulling us in and no matter how much I lean I can't keep us here. I see the Miss Pinch at the door. She sees me and stands still. Then she does something so inhuman.
" Aw do you need help? Well I guess I'm too late" she turns and laughs like a psychopath. I look for anyone else and spot Amara's mother.
" Acacia! Help!" her head snaps to me and she rushes to our aid. She is about to reach and I let go of Amara's right hand and I feel my left shoulder dislocate and I grunt and reach for Acacia. Her hand is almost grasping mine when I suddenly lose me flooring and slip in, seeing the thing close is in.
'why is this happening?!' I ask my inner spirit, Calista
'I don't know, but if someone tries to hurt Amara we fight till death, their death' she says savagely. I love my spirit every Athenian has a connection with their spirit, which is why we are good at unity and battle strategy. I'm knocked out of my conversation by a stinging pain in my body.
The shift in space is almost painful. It's like I'm drowning and also like I'm in the clouds. I look for Amara and she is right by me, we are still holding hands -it's more like she is holding my hand because my hand is pretty much dead. I look at her and see her panic I grab her other hand and look to where we are heading. I see a silouette of what looks like an extremely muscular girl with short hair. Then there is two, but I keep looking at the first one. It feels like I'm about to explode and I grab Amara's body to mine. If there is a long fall she wouldn't survive the fall. I could because I'm a warrior and she is a server. I guess you get the picture.
I can sense a pull different from the things pull like it's at my heart and I can sense Amara feels it too. She grabs my body hugging it to herself. I feel alot if pressure as I feel us emerge from the thing. We fall out and she is on top of me. I hear multiple gasps and murmurs but only one voice sounds strongest to me, like it's the only one that matters, the one that says a word with such power I feel like I have to submit.
'Mine' it growls lowly. Then darkness consumes me whole.
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