Chapter 6: Eriphyle

Eriphyle 

        The Animal Talker 

  

"Feeding the animals again?", Eriphyle's dad inquired. 

"I couldn't help it, they come up to me and beg for food", Eriphyle replied. 

"Come here son, you have chores to do instead of feeding the animals." 

"Alright, coming dad." 

"Thank you son." 

Eriphyle was an animal talker and 14 years old. He could talk to any animal he saw, and they could talk to him. The trouble is that his dad didn't approve of this because he wanted his son to help around the house. There 

was plenty of stuff to be done because they lived in the middle of the woods with no one around. There were dishes to be washed, wood to be chopped, the house always needed a sweeping and you can't forget 

the garden and washing clothes. But Eriphyle just wanted to talk to the animals as they would tell him  grand storys about kings and queens, dragons and heros, knights and mages, about adventures like 

King George of the arc and the crusades that he  fought in, of mythical mages that weaved the  very fabric of reality to their will, of far off lands rich with gems and silver. 

He also named all his animals that came to visit him a lot. There was a two deer, one was named Bambo, 

the other was named Stantler, a whole family 

of hedgehogs named Prick, Prickly, Prickier, 

Prickiest and Pricklest, three squirels named 

Acorn, Nut and Coconut, a bear named Baloo and  

a few birds named Pidgey, Tailow, Pigeot, Swellow 

and Yanama. The ones that just came by for a few 

days, he didn't name. 

One day, Bambo came running  

over to Eriphyle. 
"Eriphyle, Eriphyle, come quick, 

its horrible!!",
 Bambo shouted as she ran. 
"What is 

it Bambo, what happened, I'm here?",
 Eriphyle said, 

dropping his logs that he had just split for the  

fireplace. 
"There's these big things and their cutting 

down the trees! As one of the trees fell, it landed 

on Baloo and he's stuck! Please, Eriphyle, come help!" 

"Where is he?" 
"Follow me",
 Bambo said as she darted  

away. Grabbing the axe that was right by him that he  

was using to split wood, he swiftly followed Bambo.  

Running over to a fallen tree that Stantler and the  

other animals were standing by, he saw that Baloo was 

under the fallen tree. All of a sudden, a big 

machine started coming their way. 
"Everyone, hide!",  

Eriphyle shouted. As they all darted away, the machine 

closed in on them. Eriphyle started to run but his feet 

were being entwined in vines. The machine stopped and a  

bunch of people got out of it. 
"Well, well, well, what 

have we here", 
a young boy said. 
I'm Prowling Hawk and  

your trespassing on private property. The state of Indinda  

owns this forest, and they certainly didn't let you into here. 

Who even are you? You don't dress like any boy I've seen.  

You look like your from the caveman era." 
"Hi Prowling Hawk, 

I'm Eriphyle and what is Indinda and the caveman era? Never  

heard of those. Now would you please remove these vines from  

me at once." 
"Oh, now your a downright liar, is it?". 
One of  

the men saw the bear and exclaimed 
"Hey Prowling Hawk, theres  

a bear stuck under here." 
"And? Does it look like I care?",  

Prowling Hawk responded. Casting his hand out, he caused vines 

to entangle and choke Baloo. As he breathed his last breath,  

he looked straight at Eriphyle and said 
"Avenge... Me...", 

then breathed his last breath. 
"NOOOOO",
 Eriphyle screamed. 

He cast out his hands and shouted 
"ATTACK!!".
 As the animals 

swarmed out of hiding, they mutated and transformed. 

The hedgehogs quills became longer and they gained the power 

to shoot the quills and regenarte them. Bambo and Stantlers 

horns grew longer and sharper, and the deer become a bit bigger. 

Acorn, Nut and Coconuts nuts became sharper and weapons that  

they could throw and their paws had small blades come out of  

them. The birds gained the ability to create and hurl mini 

hurricanes through their wings. Charging at them, the 

deer took out the first two people as the hedgehogs started 

firing quills at them. The birds and the squirells joined in  

the firing and destroyed Prowling Hawk's men. As Prowling Hawks 

men fell around him, dropping their chainsaws, he ran for his  

life, releasing the spell he had on Eriphyle. Falling to the 

ground on his knees, Eriphyle gasped for breath after the  

mutating. 
"What happened to us"
, Prick inquired. "I think 

Eriphyle is a shaman",
 Prickiest replied. All of a sudden, 

a huge multicolored portal showed up and a boy dropped out 

of it with a staff in his hands. As the animals prepared to 

attack him, Eriphyle got on his legs and said 
"Wait! Don't attack 

him yet." 
As the boy looked around, he said 
"Where am I? What 

is this place?"
 Looking over at Eriphyle and the animals, he  

said 
"Who are you guys?"
, and went into a fighting stance.  

"Wait, wait, wait, don't attack us",
 Eriphyle quickly 

replied.
 "Give me one reason not too."
 "Because behind you 

are five birds ready to attack. To your right and left 

are two deer and in front of you are four hedgehogs. I don't 

think you can take on all of them."
 "Fine, you win."
 "Ok, 

since you dropped out of a portal and have a staff, I'm guessing 

you know about magic." 
"I am the descendant of the god Poisdeion, 

lord of the sea. I have control over water so you could say I know 

about magic." 
"Have you heard of Prowling Hawk?" 
"Yes, he's a friend 

to the professer, a wicked twisted old man, who deals in magic." 
"So 

we have a common enemy then." 
"Yes, I guess we do." 
"Would you be able  

to teach me how to control my magic?" 
"What kind of magic do you have?" 

"I think I'm a shaman, I could be wrong." 
"Alright, I can teach you." 

A month went by and at the end of it, Eriphyle could summon vines to 

entrap and insnare enemys, make leaves do whatever he wanted, mutate  

the animals into attack form at will (their mutation wore off after a 

while) and it didn't make him nearly pass out either. At this time 

Prowling Hawk decicided to make a comeback and returned to the woods 

with a friend. One day, as they were training to make sure he was ready, 

vines started to surround them. 
"What are you doing, Eriphyle?"
, Xanthus 

asked. 
"I swear, its not me, its someone else." 
"And that someone else would 

be me, Prowling Hawk, ready to make a comeback with me pal, Flim the Flame." 

"I'm ready to heat things up!"
, Flim said. Jumping down into the flat area that 

Xanthus and Eriphyle were training at, Flim made fireballs hover over his hands. 

"Ooooo, well if it isn't Xanthus, the great and almight water mage, who went  

MISSING for decades." 
"Wait, decades? That can't be possible, I'm not decades old." 

"Why yes, yes you are. See when you fought the professer, he sent you decades ahead in 

time so that we have even more time to prepare agaisnt you. Evil, right? Isn't it Nick, 

huh?" 
"Who's this Nick your talking about",
 Xanthus inquired.
 "Oh, nobody. FLIM, ATTACK!". 

As Flim launched his fireballs, Xanthus made a wall of water appear and melt them. Eriphyle 

let out a loud cry and his animals appeared from around the clearing.
 "Oh no you don't", 

Prowling Hawk said and he conjured thousands of vines and inclosed the area in a vine  

bubble, so the animals couldn't get in. 
"You take him, I'll take Flim"
, Xanthus whispered 

to Eriphyle.
"Ok", 
Eriphyle replied. Summoning vines, he whipped Prowling hawk with them, then 

he cast his hands into the earth. Reaching deep within, he called all the grass, leaves and vines 

to him then cast it all at Prowling Hawk. Slamming him into the other side of the arena, the 

grass, leaves and vines combined and wrapped around Prowling Hawks arms, legs and neck. Shouting 

he said, 
"THIS IS FOR BALOO"
, then using all his might, he caused the vines to crush Prowling Hawks 

bones and squeeze him to death then Eriphyle collapsed of exhastion. Meanwhile on the other half 

of the arena, Xanthus and Flim kept blasting each other with jets of fire and water. Summoning a ice 

snake and launching it at Flim, Flim melted it with a fire jet. Spinning his staff like a bow staff, 

Xanthus swept Flim then brought the staff to his neck.
 "I want answers and I want them NOW", 
Xanthus 

growled at Flim
. "Ok, ok, what do you want to know?"
, Flim whimpered.
 "All of your plans, everything  

NOW!"
 "Ok, so when the professer heard about you and Kun, he wanted to study you instantly. Kun was one 

of his projects that he had released on the world. He sent you ahead in time by decades and gave us time 

serum that made us not age so that he could come up with a plan to capture and experiment on you. I swear 

on my life thats all I know." 
Causing a drowning bubble to appear around Flim's head and drown him, Xanthus went over to Eriphyle. "You alright?",
 Xanthus inquired
. "No, doing that required a lot of power." 
"Well, I think I'm going to need your help again. The professer is expecting me to come fight him but he's not expecting you." "Alright, I'm in." As the vines faded from around them, they went back to their hut that they had created during the month to train and prepare.... BUT THATS JUST A STORY! A AWESOME STORY! (I blame you, Nick, for telling me about game theory. Pretty sure you did.) 

What's a Meta For BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHUH

like The Flash
psych
like Batroc
like The Thing
as The Thing
like Death
as Music Meister
as Vision

The book was talking to me like a person.

Perspectives - 2

Patient headed into surgery, already received anesthesia and becoming increasingly sleepy:

Fading into nothing; no feeling of nervous

Nurse assisting with the operation, who knows the patient has little chance of surviving:

The dude is on the table, knocked out and limp. The doctors are readying "ze tools of (potential) death"

Senryu

Kid
School
Doing test
Rips test

A kid in school
Is doing a hard test
And rips it in 10,432 pieces

Perspectives - 1

Last thoughts of a mouse that has been cornered by a cat:

Oh no, Imma die! 

The cat who has cornered the doomed mouse: 

ffffffffooooooooooooooooooodddddd..........

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Astounding But True - Notre Dame Cathedral

That's Notre Dame - Our Lady - no-trah dom - NOT noter dame

Ask my mom. She received First Holy Communion there.

Poetry of Poetry - 6

Spitting out a snowball

The child returns fire

And tags his target

Chapter 5: Hecate's Mom

It was the year 2019, and one mom in particular had been searching for her daughter for a very long time. Helen was sitting in her living room, crying yet again because her daughter had been missing for a year as of that day. She heard her cell phone ring, so, wiping her tears out of her eyes, she answered it and said 
“Hello, this is Helen speaking.” 
“Hello Helen”, 
came from the other side. “
This is the police department, we have a lead on your missing daughters' case. She was just spotted at an airport in Caro, Egypt. We are alerting all police stations nearby to try and find her.” 
“Thank you for telling me, officer”, 
Helen responded.  

Looking behind her, she darted in and out of the crowds, trying to avoid most of the cameras so that she wasn’t seen. She was pretty sure that she had been spotted by a camera already, so she was trying to move faster then she normally did. Looking around, she tried to find out where the address was that she had for an ancient monk monastery. She spotted a monastery up on a hill and figured that it was probably the one she was looking for.  

It was another normal day for Idaeus, nothing out of the normal, until she arrived. He was walking past the doors and then he heard a loud banging, which was odd because most tourists were too wimpy to climb up the mountain to speak with the monks. He opened the door and saw a scrawny 15-year-old girl, with a big backpack and dressed in long, flowing tannish robes. 
“I wish to speak with the head master of this monastery”, 
the girl demanded. 
“Oh, uh, yeah sure, wait here a moment”, 
he responded. He was not used to seeing other people that were not monks here, and ever since Ono had left and become a terrible person, (especially with his awful name, I mean he had it coming. Just imagine giving birth. 
“Oh no honey, it’s a boy not a girl, what should we call it?”
 “Oh, I don’t know, maybe Oh no? Yeah, Oh no sounds GREAT, just fanst4stic.) they had been harsher on who they let in. Quickly getting the headmaster, he explained the situation to him, and they both rushed back down to the gates, where the girl was waiting. 
“Are you the headmaster?”, 
she asked. 
“Yes I am, actually, the name is Brock. What do you need, young one?” 
I have a problem and I can’t control it.” 
“What kind of problem?”
 Holding out her hand, she made it a fist and then it started to glow a deep yellow. Taking a rock out of her bag with her other hand, she tossed it in the air then shattered it to pieces of dust with a punch from her glowing hand. 
“That kind of problem”, 
she said. 
“Oh dear, I haven’t seen a cause of this since 17 years ago. Come in, come in."   

Following the old bald man, Hecate listened to his story as they walked. 
“There was once a great and mighty god named Zeus. Thousands of years ago, he, like he usually does, fell in love with a woman, and they had a kid. But what Zeus didn’t know was that some of his power was given to the kid, and he cursed the entire generation, to be called freaks and made fun of, to be jeered at, and mocked. Only one ever rose and became the greatest hero that the world has ever seen. Since then, it has been passed down, every person in the family marrying, and giving their kid their gift.  

Now, the burden or "curse" as you might say, has been passed down to you. What will you choose to do with it?" 
"I want to use it to help people, for good",
 Hecate responded.
 "Ok, I can help you channel and control it."  

One day, during Hecate’s training, there was another long banging on the door, but this time, instead of one of the monks going to open the door, the door exploded and shot out fragments of wood all over, except for some of it, it suffered a much, much worse fate of being purely disincarnated on impact. Walking in through the now hole that was a door, was a woman looking VERY mad and annoyed. Idaeus and Brock cowered in the corners of the training field, fearing for their lives before her?  
“Mom?? Is that you?” 
inquired Hecate. 
“Hecate! Yes, its me! I’ve been looking for you since you left!” 
“Mom, you don’t understand, I might hurt you if I come home.”
 Holding out her hand, she summoned the fist power, and, it filled her whole hand with its brilliant glow. “Speaking of, how on earth did you knock down that door?” 
“It's not from earth, honey.”
 Holding out her own hand, she too, summoned the power of the fist. 
“Wait you have powers too?” 
Hecate asked. 
“Yes, I do, I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to know about it and the less you know about it, the less chance of summoning it on accident.” 
“You. Hide. The. One. Thing that made me special, and just decided to keep it from me?”
 Hecate said angrily. 
“Yes, I now see that was wrong.”
 Hecate screamed in rage, and charged her mother, jumping up then slammed into her with her fist. 

(So, I guess I’m going to tell you what happened, now, everyone else finally let me tell my own bit instead of doing it for me, ugh.) 

My vision was blurred red and I wasn’t sure what I was doing. All I knew was that I was mad and angry. I couldn’t remember why I was angry, it was just like when a bull saw red and charged. I had seen red so I must charge ahead. Me and my mother parried each other's blows, keeping them away from the other parts of our bodies besides our fist. She was a good fighter, I was pretty sure that she had training but I wasn’t so sure yet. She stumbled and I nearly punched her in the face but she rolled and the pavement got a nice looking upgrade, a fabulous hole. I could’ve sworn I had seen a table move, but I wasn’t paying much attention, I was paying more attention to killing my mom. Both Brock and Idaeus were on the sidelines, looking shocked and astonished at what we were doing. Finally my mom got a blow in, she didn’t make it a hard one, but enough to knock me out cold.  

“What do you think happened to her?” 
“I don’t know, Helen,” I heard Brock say as I groggily woke up. 
“One minute she was trying to protect you, next she was trying to bash your brains out.” 
“Well find out and don’t you dare call me Helen again.” 
“What's going on?”, I tried to inquiry. 
“Nothing, sweetie, you're going to be fine.” 
Ok, I was pretty sure I was going crazy because I definingly saw the table move behind them. 
“Ok, I know I just woke up from being knocked out, but I am sure I saw that table move behind you guys.” They all turned around and went to it. 

Brock surveyed the table. 
“Hmm, well it looks like a normal table. Wait hold on. These carvings on it. These aren't carvings we make. These are marks of an il-” 
“lusionist.” 
The table butt in and finished his sentence for him. The table rose into the air and did a little twirl with a spin and out popped a tall man, dressed in black leather clothes. Everyone jumped back, away from the table, and screamed 
“A master one to be precise, because, you know, precision of language. Celestine DuBoise, at your service.” Here, he took a bow as he said his name. Both Hecate and Helen summoned their fists and trapped in the corner, threating him with them. 
“Ok, ok, chill ladies.” 
Tapping his finger to his forehead, he completely vanished and left a ring behind. Then the ring started taking off and running to the door. Hecate picked the ring up, and watched it struggle to escape her grasp. Eventually it stopped moving, then all of a sudden, Celestine DuBoise reappeared with one of his hands holding hers, he was sideways in the air so he spun around and kicked everyone in the face with his feet, then as Hecate dropped him because of his weight, he vanished again, only to reappear behind her, and kick her, then when she turned around, he was gone and  he kicked her from behind again, then took off down the hallway as a human. Springing out the door, Hecate and Helen quickly followed pursuit. They found him sitting outside on a stone, just sitting there. Before they could do anything, he tapped his finger to his forehead and everything changed about them. All of a sudden, they were in a huge stone castle, up on the walls and Celestine DuBoise was this huge giant version of himself. He had thick obsidian plated chest plate on, probably as thick as a house. He had less thicker diamond leggings on, with spiked iron boots on. He had spikes coming out of his diamond gloves, and he held this enormous diamond/obsidian mixed helmet in his hands, Raising his hands skywards, he put his helmet on and clacked in evil laughter, like the evil kings of old, just like the one that Xanthus ended, and lightning storms started forming, with tornados, and hurricanes, and a heavy hail storm started. Within seconds, the ground was covered with snow. As he starting coming over to the castle, Hecate and her mom looked at each other, looked back at him, then back at him and started running as fast as they could in the opposite direction. With each step he took towards them, he covered as much distance that would take them minutes. He quickly got over to them and picked them up in his hands. 
“Not so big now, are you, huh?”, 
he inquired. All of a sudden, the whole world started tilting to the side. They all opened their eyes, and Hecate with her mom found themselves on the ground. As they sat up, they saw Brock smashing a real table over Celestine’s head and making his head go to the side. He quickly vanished into a blade of grass and started running for his life as Brock chased after him. 
“Come back you scallywag, I’ll show you how we treated the grass back in my days!” 

I then turned to my mom and we both burst out laughing. 
“So what’s the game plan now Mom?”, I asked. 
“Well.. While hunting for you, I found other people with powers. Their living in forest, a Shaman and a Water Bender. I was thinking we could try to get their help to fight Celestine.” 
(Or you know, HAVE ANY IDEA HOW TO KILL HIM BECAUSE SOMEONE WON’T TELL ME NOTHIN ABOUT HIM.... NOTHIN I SAY, EXCEPT ”ooo he bends reality and plays with your head”-_- whoopy do diddley doodle dance, now I know EVERYTHING that there is to know about him now, EVERYTHING I say.... >_< there's a reason I'm calling you a evil king you know.....) “
Ok, Let’s go.” (FOOTNOTE START) They actually stayed there and looked into the sunset for the next 3 days none stop talking. (FOOTNOTE END) (And eating chocolate) 

Poetry of Poetry - 5

Coughing and sputtering

He falls onto the ground and

Prays for gods mercy

Poetry of Poetry - 4

Softly falling snow

Covers the world in a cold

Blanket of fluffy snow

Poetry of Poetry - 3

Sneakily

The cat

Kills a mouse

Eats the mouse whole

Satisfied

Poetry of Poetry - 2

C uddly

A wesome

T errifying

S oftly purring