Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Hathor Part 1

Hathor hurried down the street, tugging her coat closer around herself.  The clock tower let out a chime, letting the whole city know that it was a quarter to twelve.  Hathor shuddered.  Not good.  Not good at all.  She only had fifteen minutes.

She rounded a corner, and nearly ran into two girls blocking the narrow road.  Their make-up looked like it had been spray painted on, and they seemed to be on their way to a party of some sort.  Hathor didn’t know.  She didn’t stick around to ask.  Cursing, she whipped around the headed in the other direction, only to find it blocked by two more girls.

‘No!’ Hathor mentally screamed. ‘I don’t have time for this! I need to get to where the aura is coming from. I only have-’

Hathor suddenly tensed.  She didn’t need to go anywhere.  The aura was coming from here.  From these four girls.  Hathor pressed her fingers to her temples and focused her energy.  It had been a long time since she 
needed to enter her dimension.  She hoped she could do it in time.

Suddenly the air shifted and Hathor’s eyes flew open.  No longer was she standing on a narrow cobblestone road with two girls closing in on either side of her.  No, now Hathor was standing on a black chain, one as thick as she was tall.  Chains like it formed a web above and around her, sticking out of the cliff faces on either side.  Below lay more chains, and the bottom of the chasm was hidden in shadows.  The sun - like it always did in this world - hung low in the western sky, casting a fiery glow over everything.

“So you figured it out, eh?” Hathor whirled around, her emerald eyes narrowing.  Perched on the chain behind her were four serpentine monsters, their red eyes and white scales gleaming in the setting sun.  “You knew we possessed those girls.”

Hathor drew her gun.  “I’m giving you one minute to vacate those humans,” she stated calmly.

One of the demons laughed.  “Or what?”

“You die.”

There was a flash of white, and the same demon was now close to her.  Too close.  Hathor could smell the blood on its breath, sense the hatred radiating off it.  She wanted to scream.  Gripping her gun tighter, Hathor forced herself to stay calm.

The demon looked her over and sneered.  “You wouldn’t dare,” it hissed.  “You kill us, you kill the humans.”

“You’re minute is up,” Hathor told it.  She thumbed back the trigger.

The other three demons joined their sibling.  “You won’t do it,” they hissed in unison.

Her calm expression never faltering, Hathor pointed her gun at the chain directly above them.  “Try me.”  

Hathor released the trigger.


Weeee cliff hanger! Anyway, I have no idea if it's good or bad or whatever. Let me know what you think~



  2. Thanks! And now that you mention it...yeah it is kinda BRS-ish. Except Hathor is a lot more crazy and a lot less careful with her life than BRS~

  3. She seriously is. I'm going to give you a spoiler just to prove my point: in the next part, Hathor jumps off the giant chain into the chasm when she has no idea what's at the bottom of it or if she'll be able to catch another chain.

  4. Whoa! This is really great stuff Thalia! Very original and wonderfully written. It seems as if you have the next part thought out. I would love to read it when you are done! :D

  5. Thank you Kallista!

    I thought a bit about the next part, but all the details are a bit fuzzy. Nonetheless, I'll be sure to work it out. Hopefully the next part will be up by tomorrow!

  6. *stares in awe at Hathor*


    *BRS walks by*

    *shoes BRS away*