New Friend

I smell trouble and my instinct is kicking in and I felt troubled I was always reminded by my parents always to trust my instinct and right now it's going haywire.

So far living my life my instinct is never wrong.

The first thing that radiates from the boy is trouble.

But he looks so sweet, and he doesn't look like he could kill a fly, but it makes me wonder and I knew that mythical creature as a Cerberus could not exist, and right now and all I can see it in front of my eyes.

I looked up at the smiling boy and smiled sadly.

"It's so sad that you're not real," I smile sadly.

"You people belong inside our imaginations like the Cerberus you just ride,' I smiled sadly," I must have bumped my head.'

The boy looked in me questioningly.

He offers me a hand as I was still sitting in the ground trying to find a way out of this lucid dream that I was trapped in and beside it was becoming a bit too real for me physical and mental mind.

I refused his hand and stood up because I 'knew' I could not touch a dream.

"Alright I got to get up from this dream," I tried pinching my arms and closed my eyes and as I wish, I would wake up on the same room that brought me to this state but to my confusion, I was still standing in the same spot as the boy who was laughing at my attempt.

"You thought that would work ?"

"What...of course it's supposed to work it always does," looking at the man as he observes my quirky ways.

He began laughing, and he fell back, his long silk robe was shimmering under the sun.

"I don't think that's how you get out of Olympia miss."

"Olympia?" huh?

"Well yes, Olympia it's where your standing right knows, well technically it's my woods, and I've never seen you before, or that dress you're wearing."

I looked down to my attire and see that I'm wearing a white (well now dirty) we bare bear shirt and baby blue jeans with converse, the last attire that I was wearing in the museum and as I was wearing the attire before coming here on the contrast to the clothes the boy was wearing.

While he was wearing a golden silk robe and wreath in his head.

"I don't even think you're from here miss"

"I don't think I am," I mumbled, realising that this might not be a dream and it seems as if it's too real. This was definitely not a dream and not earth apparently.

'Here -' he steps forward as he held out his palms out -' you can touch my hand to see if you are in a dream.' he extended his palm and I hesitated but I wanted to know what kind of lucid dream this is and I touch his palms, his warm hands engulf mine and I was a bit shock to see that I was able to touch and see my hands, he held my hands for a while until I realise and I slip out of his grasp muttering an apology but he just smiled.

"So tell me ms, what are you ?" he circles around me," I don't think your a centaur or a cyclops."

"Maybe your siren or a mermaid," he looks down," but you have no tail."

He keeps mumbling around me while guessing what I am.

He started strolling his way to me and encircle me as he stares at my body making me uncomfortable

"Can you please not -"

"I don't think your a goddess either," he looks,'' You don't have it''

"Have what ?" I wonder as he kept looking at me, thinking.

"Well, you do have a trait of a goddess, you looked human but your head, where's your wreath?''

"My wreath ?" I was confused and I don't remember having a wreath, I mean I am a human.

He pointed at his head, His wreath was golden encrusted with little golden jewels and butterflies was flying above his head, noticing it.

"I don't exactly have one, since I'm human."

"What?!"

''What.''

''You're a human you're not supposed to be here,'' he panicked, his Cerberus started to look at the boy, I swear that the three-headed dog rolled its eye at it's owner.

"It's that bad ?"

''YES!''

''Wait...so you're telling me we are not on earth,' I asked him the question as he looks at me.

"No"

"We are in Olympia"

"Yes"

"You mean Olympia? Land of god and goddess and all kind of mythical creature?'

''Yes... How many times do I have to tell you''

''Impossible It only exist in books, that means, You're supposed to be not here'' I was pretty confused and the boy in front of me is close to being irritated since he had never met a human, like me before that is, well I can't blame myself, I've never seen or known all of the things that I've liked is really real.

I would always think if I did land in Olympus I would have been so happy but now, I'm just as shock as the next person.

"What exactly are you doing here mortal," He looks at me annoyed.

"I have a name"

"Whatever"

"You're supposed to be a god, grace and poise, You're being a brat," folding my arms as I look at the demigod who was as equal as an irritated baby bunny.

"Take that back," he gasps and looks at you accusingly as he points his finger," you don't know who you are messing with, human.'

The warm sunlight that had shown was completely gone as the winds started to chill a little bit, silence took over, I couldn't hear any more birds chirping, the cicadas and frogs that had to accompany me before with their comforting sound as it was as close as the earth it can stay suddenly quiet.

I looked over the boy.

His eyes were not full of happiness, darkness and to be honest, it gave me the shivering chill in my spines.

I was scared, no, petrified.

"I'm sorry,' quietly muttering a sorry, lowering my ego a bit, it might save a life.

'Well, mortal I want to know why you are here in the woods, MY woods,'

His woods?

"This is bad"

"What, why, I should be asking you why I'm here."

"I don't know why you're here."

He looked at me and drew his arrow and bow at me and jumped at surprise at this, and I moved back and looked at him.

I didn't really know what was this feeling, but a sudden fear took over my body and I look at the man in front of me, the smiling man I had encountered the first few minutes before was replaced by something demonic.

Son Of Artemis