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Gods in Training
Writer TJ Nyx
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Chapter 29 Artemisia
TJ Nyx
Jun 11, 2018
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            Being a goddess does not make your life easier, not by a long shot. Instead, being a goddess just made it a certainty that nothing will ever go according to plan. We had planned to become gods in a time of relative peace, Blade ruined that. We had plans to spy on Blade in Hell and determine what he was up to, again Blade ruined that plan. You know, it’s not just that the plans go astray, but Blade is normally the one to mess everything up for us New Olympians.copyright protection16PENANABiuH6VKENe

            So I wasn’t surprised when that loser showed up with a posse of skeletons. I was, however, surprised by our response. With the dual doomsayers of Zack and Eric, I thought it was a given that we’d go in guns a blazing. But not, instead we send in the North Wind to try and give Blade the sniffles. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not nearly as blood lusty as the war god, but come on! Sending in a breeze to battle is slightly worse that condemning the rainbow and snowflake goddesses to Hell, only very slightly worse though.copyright protection16PENANApQbPwl5NbW

            “Artie!” I turned around to see my twin approaching me.copyright protection16PENANAtjRDPZvQTd

            “Yeah?” I shouted at him while he was still a ways away.copyright protection16PENANA2vvwcCrXhe

            “I just heard that in the morning the battle is going to start.” Paul informed me. “So you should definitely get some sleep.”copyright protection16PENANAcG5nwCJCqU

            “I can’t.” I admitted. “I’ve been trying.” Something about that sight, those thousands upon thousands of skeletal warriors had put me on edge. Every time I had closed my eyes my brain brought forth images of almost every zombie movie that I had ever seen. You may think it’s weird that skeletons made me dream of zombies, but in reality how different are they? Both are undead, slow, and only a threat in large numbers. And Blade had a LARGE number of skeletons…LARGE as in every person that had ever died ever in all the millions of years of life and existence. Every. Single. One. That’s what I’m talking about when I say large.copyright protection16PENANAyTdqx3p2Tj

            “Coward.” Paul muttered. There it was, my brother’s best pick-me-up speech. You should definitely take notes on this, Paul was a great motivational speaker…NOT.copyright protection16PENANAgWOLs1oTZF

            “I’m not a coward. I will fight with the others tomorrow. You can count on that!” I told him firmly. “I’m just not looking forward to it. I hope that shooting skeletons isn’t the highlight of my life.” In my head I added: ‘I also hope that it’s not the last thing I do in my life.’copyright protection16PENANA8bmezTRivh

            “Humph.” Paul snorted. “Good, we’ll need the extra arrows tomorrow.” Paul nodded with pursed lips and turned to walk away. He made it five steps before he halted. He looked over his shoulder and met my eyes. “Besides I don’t think I could ever handle this without you next to me, my sister.”copyright protection16PENANAc4bquItUKn

            I nodded and watched him continue on his way. It heartened me that Paul wasn’t as hardened as he appeared. He was probably having similar thoughts to mine, and that was strangely comforting.copyright protection16PENANAd0j1MM3bG2

            I had had enough of skeletons and zombies in my dreams, so I went to go see them in person. I ventured through the abandoned city in the dark. I walked slowly. I guess part of me didn’t want to go where I was headed.copyright protection16PENANAQOdd3M6U4C

            I finally ended up at the platform where I had first entered New Olympus, back before I was a god. Hercules was in the same spot as he had been on that first day. He nodded at me as I passed him, but otherwise he remained silent. I journeyed right up to the edge and sat down with my legs dangling off into the nothingness of the sky. Below me was just skeletons as far as I could see.copyright protection16PENANAbhGmHa5b4P

            “You fighting tomorrow?” a voice asked of me. Upon turning around, I discovered that it was Hector.copyright protection16PENANAyhQSjCEmOk

            “Yes, you?” I said.copyright protection16PENANApE9CScpZ7u

            Hector sat next to me before answering. “I think that I am.”copyright protection16PENANABjLhFtsLEx

            “You think?”copyright protection16PENANAAdOq583JvR

            “I know.” He said more decisively. “I will march down into the Valley of Death along with the rest of you.”copyright protection16PENANA4UwdwpqWox

            “Valley of Death?” I asked rather confused. “That’s not good. The valley is named the Valley of Death?”copyright protection16PENANAq0QciwFKhk

            Hector smiled. “That would be very bad for us. But thankfully it’s not called that.”copyright protection16PENANAhSx6jCenlK

            I let out a sigh of relief. “What is that then, the Valley of Death I mean?”copyright protection16PENANAfqEMDbb37A

            “Oh, it’s just something from a poem.” Hector told me. “Nothing special.”copyright protection16PENANAByAsKSYqDg

            “What poem?” I have no idea why I asked this. Even if he told me the name of the poem I would still have no clue about it. I wasn’t the most well-read of folks. The only poems I had ever even seen were in Dr. Seuss books and Valentines Day cards.copyright protection16PENANAKU9h0sTfQf

            Hector gazed down at Hades’ hordes. “The Charge of the Light Brigade.” He whispered, barely audible.copyright protection16PENANA05FERjP3nX

            “Never heard of that.” As I predicted, I admitted.copyright protection16PENANADYverg7pHK

            “I think it’s one of the best pieces ever written.” Hector said. “But right now, it makes me scared.”copyright protection16PENANAGrEPIFiCV8

            It wasn’t fair that Paul had made fun of me for being afraid of fighting endless waves of skeletons lead by the lord of death, while Hector here was scared of a freaking poem. But me, being the nice guy I am, did not make fun of him. “Why does it scare you?”copyright protection16PENANASVdyA5Sp8f

            “Have you ever heard it?” he asked.copyright protection16PENANAnMeT0F975Q

            “Yeah, no, I’m not really a poem reader.” I told him. Before today I had believed that poems only existed in English class.copyright protection16PENANARLiwB1bUD7

            “Half a league, half a league, half a league onward. All in the Valley of Death rode the six hundred. ‘Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge for the guns!’ he said. Into the valley of Death rode the six hundred. ‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’ Was there a man dismayed? Not though the soldier knew someone had blundered. Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die. Into the Valley of Death rode the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, cannon to left of them, cannon in front of them. Volleyed and thundered, stormed at with shot and shell. Boldly they rode, and well, into the jaws of Death. Into the mouth of Hell rode the six hundred. Flashed all their sabres bare, flashed as they turned in air. Sabring the gunners there, charging an army, while all the world wondered. Plunged in the battery-smoke right through' the line they broke. Cossack and Russian reeled from the sabre stroke shattered and sundered. Then they rode back, but not the six hundred. Cannon to right of them, cannon to left of them, cannon behind them. Volleyed and thundered, stormed at with shot and shell. While horse and hero fell, they that had fought so well. Came through the jaws of Death. Back from the mouth of Hell, all that was left of them. Left of the brave six hundred. When can their glory fade? O the wild charge they made! All the world wondered. Honor the charge they made, honor the Light Brigade, O the noble six hundred.”copyright protection16PENANA2w3g5DlX2u

            “Whoa.” I said awestruck. Those words resonated inside me. They stuck with me and ringed again and again in my head, and I didn’t even like poems. “What does it mean?”copyright protection16PENANAcqgqjg6snb

            “The simple version goes like this. Soldiers march bravely to their death, even though they knew beforehand that they would die. And that we should always honor them.”copyright protection16PENANAjfXBLzCXtg

            Now I understood why Hector was scared. Me, Paul, Hector, and the others were the Light Brigade. And Zack was our fearless leader that was ordering the charge that would doom us all. “Oh.”copyright protection16PENANA5vN8MSL8PO

            “Theirs not to make reply, theirs not to reason why, theirs but to do and die.” Hector recited. “It’s not our place to question our leader. We have a duty to do what is asked of us, even if we are asked to give up our lives.”copyright protection16PENANAC1eSsx9z0x

            “No, I’m not dying for Zack.” I said vehemently. “He’s crazy. This whole feud with him and Blade is pointless! Why should we die for him?”copyright protection16PENANAKjMHVygywK

            “Zack is still Zeus, and Zeus is our king.” Hector muttered. “There must be a reason that he was chosen as Zeus. I do not believe that life is random.”copyright protection16PENANAPBgCJ2uuaj

            “Acts of bravery are never done to preserve one’s own life. Rather they are done so that others may live on after you, in the peace and harmony that you created with your bravery.” Both Hector and I were surprised to see that Hercules was standing right behind us.copyright protection16PENANAiNlxGO4Pn4

            “What poem is that from?” I asked.copyright protection16PENANAn8oaQkI7Sf

            “None.” Hercules muttered returning to his post. “Just an old saying that I like to tell myself.” With that he was once again removed from our conversation.copyright protection16PENANARHQ7jA9O4k

            “He’s right, no matter how much talking and worrying we do tonight. We will still march down this mountain with Zack come morning. Maybe we should stop worrying about us and start worrying about the world. We are gods after all, isn’t our responsibility to the world?” I asked.copyright protection16PENANA8n7uUOiZDG

            “Yeah, and who knows? Maybe all those skeletons are the Light Brigade.” Hector said hopefully.copyright protection16PENANA41PsbFMUME

            “I wish there were just six hundred of them.” I muttered quietly.copyright protection16PENANA9Dm0KFAUuF

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