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You may create a new page for your story or just put it here. (This is the assignment from The Lost Hero) Bipolar Gaia by Ham Herman

The two teenagers sitting on the bench in the sun were enjoying a relaxing weekend in Central Park. Suddenly, having to go to the bathroom Tracy got up and said I have to go to the bathroom, Josh said I think I’ll wait here. Tracy walked over to the Park bathroom and tried the door, it was open and she went inside. Josh felt like he was being watched so he got up and walked around. When Tracy came out she looked over at their bench and Josh was gone. She thought he might have gone for a walk to the pond, so decided to walk over there. Josh who had decided to walk to the pond was half way there when he felt overwhelmingly sleepy. Tracy seeing Josh in the pathway walked over to him, when she was 20 feet away she watched as Josh, facing the pond, started to sink slowly into the ground right before he eyes. It took a few seconds for Tracy to process what she was seeing, then she and grabbed him just before he sunk completely. She desperately tried to pull him back up, while Josh’s dazed smile grew larger. Tracy was in a tug of war with an unknown underground weird thingamajiggee. There was a sudden release and Tracy and Josh went flying backwards. Josh feeling light headed got to his feet noticing Tracy lying against a tree. Tracy what are you doing? ”Oh my god Oh my god Oh my god” Tracy jumped to her feet, freaking out. Josh didn’t understand what was happening as he began to get up off the ground. Their shock ceased the moment a middle-aged woman in a white and green tunic and mini skirt stepped out from the closest tree trunk. Tracy let out a squeak of fright not just at the woman stepping out of the tree trunk but also at her ridiculous outfit. The woman clearly livid was screaming in some kind of random language that sounded like herd of monkeys fighting over a banana. They could tell she was angry but they couldn’t tell why. Suddenly she stopped and said “You stupid imbeciles is English the only language you understand.” “No, I speak a little Spanish, said Josh. The Lady threw up her hands to the sky and pleaded “Why, Why must I deal with these humans?” Both of you come with me – its time for someone to pay for Global climate change. Just as She was grabbing Josh and Tracy by the arms to take them who knows where a short round man in a toga, wreath hat and crazy eyebrows rose out of the ground. “Gaia, my friend, you’ve forgotten your pills again. And as your anger buddy I’m here to help you with your happy thoughts” “Remember these two teenagers aren’t responsible for your condition” “Oh ya says who, these little brats are all driving around in cars, listening to their ipods and littering their endless piles of plastic,” “I know but if you keep cutting out their eyeballs and feeding them to your cat we’re all going to get in trouble, so be a good Titan and take your medicine” “No” as she stomped her feet and turned away. “Just because you are my anger buddy doesn’t mean I have to do what you say” Just as Josh and Tracy were questioning their own sanity a third person puffed up in a classic angel outfit. Stating ”Senior Anger Buddy”, “either Gaia does what senior anger buddy or has to go visit your grandson Hades, again…and this time it will be full millennia! “Me taking my medication isn’t going to stop Global warming” Josh and Tracy who had been listening intently finally spoke: “You were going to drag us into the underworld and feed our eyeballs to your cat?! Gaia, childishly said “Yup” “We’re so sorry about this mix up and we are here arrest this insane violator” and their outfits immediately turned into Police uniforms. They grabbed Gaia and she said “Nooooo” and Gaia sunk into the earth. The Police pretending to be shocked said “What’s Happening? Tracy and Josh sputtered “I don’t know…” And the policemen said “are you sure you’re OK you look flustered”, Josh and Tracy said “No we’re fine we were having a pretty crazy day dream. So the police said “OK and walked away.

Very creative and entertaining! Nice story Ham. ~Casey Very original! -Choji Good Ham, a little unclear though -Sage Pretty funny story.-David

=Yoshi= =The shoe thief=

One day Hermes was delivering a letter to Hades. He had started in New York and had to go to San Francisco. He had the whole day to deliver the letter so he decided to take a nap in St. Louis. Meanwhile, one of his sons, Zach, was on a quest in St. Louis with his friends Dray a son of Hephaestus, and Fred a son of Apollo. They spotted Hermes and Zach, feeling mischievous, said, "I'm going to steal his shoes. " His friends told him not to, but, he crept up to Hermes and Bam! Took his shoes. Zach put them on and scribbled a note saying," ya snooze, ya lose!" and put it by Hermes. He also stole Hermes' money and ran. When Hermes woke he was furious. Not only had his shoes been taken, but someone left him a silly note, and his money was gone! Aargh! Hermes was determined to find the shoe thief. After all, they were his winged shoes! So Hermes set off. He was so mad he forgot to deliver the letter. Meanwhile, Zach and his friends were living luxuriously. They had the money from Hermes, so they went to the fanciest restaurants, and stayed in the finest hotels. Zach and his friends finished their quest, and went back to Manhattan. Though they finished their quest, they did not return to camp half-blood, for Zach would get into trouble for stealing Hermes' shoes. Out of camp half-blood they were attacked by a 15 foot tall Cyclops. Zach pulled a sword out, Fred took his bow and knocked an arrow in the same motion, and Dray drew his revolver with celestial bronze bullets. Zach ran at the Cyclops with his sword, Dray and Fred giving cover fire. The Cyclops didn't see Zach coming; he was too focused on Dray and Fred. Dray ran out of bullets, and drew a war hammer out and charged. Zach made it successfully to the Cyclops and stabbed into his shin, took a dagger out and stabbed again The Cyclops flung him off, and Zach went flying twenty feet. Dray swung his war hammer onto the Cyclops’ knee, and the Cyclops howled in pain, his knee buckled, he fell on the ground, and then kicked Dray thirty feet. Fred was hailing the Cyclops with arrows, they were all over him. Fred pulled out a short sword, and ran at the Cyclops for the finishing blow. The Cyclops managed to push Fred back five feet with his foot. Fred charged again this time spinning around the Cyclops kick, jumped over a punch and stabbed him in the heart. The Cyclops disintegrated in to golden dust. Fred walked over to Zach and Dray. Zach was sitting up but Dray was knocked out cold.

Totally you Yoshi! ~Casey No ending? Really good! -Choji I want to know the ending? -Sage WHERE IS THE ENDING ARRRGH-Sage =Casey McHugh Hephestus Dude/Greasy Guy =  As Piper drove the BMW out of the dealership, two things were bugging her. First, she wasn’t old enough to drive. She had only started practicing a week before and did not have her license yet. Second, she didn’t know why she had wanted the car. She had just walked into the dealership and asked for it and the salesman had given it to her. Whenever she asked for things, people gave them to her, no matter what she asked for. Her experience was that it never hurts to ask.  She drove (badly) down the highway and turned left, running a red light and getting honked at by more than one car. Her excuse that she thought to herself was that she thought you could turn left instead of right on a red light if you yield. It was an accident…well, sort of. “All right, I lied,” she thought aloud. Since no one was on the road she thought it would be cool to see how fast the car could really go. The speedometer went all the way up to 150 mph. 120 would have been a little much. She settled for 100. Her foot eased up on the gas pedal cautiously, and then coming on a straight away, she revved it. The engine roared and the car put on a burst of speed. As she sped down the straight away, it dipped into a little draw. She saw two cars zip toward her. One was a green little Volkswagen bug, the other a black Mercedes. The Mercedes was in the act of passing the bug…. on a double lined section. Piper slammed down on the break so hard that she smashed into the steering wheel just as the air bag exploded in her face.  Piper’s head ached. Her whole body ached. The last thing she remembered was the car speeding toward her, an ear splitting crash and then she just blacked out. She was half aware that she was being dragged out the back door of her half smashed car and laid on the ground. She felt her forehead. It was wet. She groaned and rolled over. Almost instantly, blood dripped into her eyes. She wiped her eyes and sat up, hearing a voice. “Stay still,” the voice ordered.  After a few minutes, she was hauled to her feet by a grumpy, middle aged guy in baggy blue jeans, suspenders badly in need of repair, a plaid long sleeve shirt, a thick leather jacket and cowboy boots. Everything about him was greasy. His hair was matted black, flecked with gray, hanging down to his shoulders. His beard was the same color as his hair but it was even more snarled and grimy than anything else on his body. His face was smudged with axel grease and soot. “Just don’t go to sleep” he warned. “You have a concussion”. He handed her a rag then left her standing there while he rummaged around in his car trunk and came out with a long length of chain. It was at that moment that she realized the guy from the bug had a phone and by the looks of it he was going to call 911. She needed to do something…and fast. Maybe, just maybe she could persuade him into not calling. After all, it had worked back at the place she got the BMW. “Please sir, excuse me? Don’t call. Please don’t call. I’m fine and he is too.” She pointed at the other man who was trying to hook the two cars together. “Well….okay, but you be careful.” The man seemed confused, as if he wasn’t sure what he had said. But he got in his car and drove away, leaving Piper with the stranger. “What’s your name?” he asked her suddenly. “Piper…McLean,” she said reluctantly. Then she wished she hadn’t told him. Her name was supposed to be kept secret from every one. Her dad was Tristan McLean. “Piper, help me out with this,” he said. “Ok.” She helped him hook the two cars together, and then tried to open the driver side door. It wouldn’t budge. She tried the passenger side but it didn’t work either. She climbed from the back door into the front seat in the BMW.  The car’s interior was nothing like it had been. Everything inside the car was clean and well kept, except for the driver’s side. It was smashed in where it had been hit by the other car. He climbed in his car and turned it on. Piper was glad she didn’t have to sit with him. That would have been a greasy experience. They drove down the road for a mile, and then turned right on a little driveway that led up to a car body shop.  They got out and walked into the garage. It was a dark, smelly place with dust covering everything. Cobwebs hung from the ceiling. A long forgotten car was jacked up to head height. Piper looked around and saw display cases full of Greek weapons, armor and sculptures. Most of it was rusted and partially disintegrated. Only a few pieces were intact. They looked like they’d be worth hundreds of dollars. On an anvil by the furnace in the middle of the room there was a hammer and a half finished sword that looked like it hadn’t been picked up for weeks. The man walked over to the old work bench and it was only then that Piper realized that he had a bad limp. “Could you fix my car?” Piper asked. “I would, but I have a bad foot,” he replied. “Darn it,” Piper thought. “I could do it if I had a chair or something on wheels, but everything in here is so hard to find.” “I could help you,” Piper offered. “Make you a bargain,” he said, “you clean this place up and I’ll build that chair and fix your car, how’s that?” “Done!” Piper agreed. “Oh, by the way, what’s your name?” “Just call me Hephty,” he said. “Now let’s get to work.”  Piper knew it would take more than a week to finish and it did. It took Piper two weeks to complete the job. Hephty worked day and night and each day, he came a lot closer to completion. On day 14, he proudly announced that he had finished. He led Piper over to see what he had done. Piper thought it was amazing that he could build a thing like that from scratch. She wouldn’t even know where to begin. He was ready for her car. First they had to move the other car. Hephty pushed a button and the jack creaked as it slowly lowered the car to the floor. He pushed another button and the garage door lifted up. The daylight was bright after the dim shed and they both blinked as the light streamed in. They removed the old car with some difficulty. Hephty couldn’t push very hard because his chair got in the way and his foot wouldn’t allow him to push while standing. It was hard enough to walk already. But they pushed the BMW into the garage and Hephty got to work. He took the front off completely and fiddled with the wires inside. He made a new hood and pulled out an old but good headlight and replaced the two items. He fixed the broken bumper too, all the while, calling for Piper to get another tool. It took him all of three days to finish but he did. When he was done, he thanked Piper saying, “Thank you, Piper. That was the most fun I’ve had in years. I haven’t had business in a long time - a real long time. I miss the work. With all the ‘safe’ new cars, I’m not needed as much. It sucks for a guy like me.” She thanked him and said bye. As she drove down the drive, she kept thinking that there was more to that guy than she knew. And there was.  The End

That's a great story Casey! -Choji Quite good Casey nice descriptions! -Sage