User blog:Heartylover15/So this happened~ Nyx's Trials

Note: So I had to write a myth for class and I decided, hey! Nobody's going to care if I post this here so why not, right?

Also, this is due tomorrow and I'm not happy about it. If you're going to give me a creative writing assignment you have to tell me not like three days before it's due!

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Anyway, here's the myth:

Nyx’s Trials: Piece by Piece
'''It wasn’t exactly Rhode’s fault that Nyx died that day. In fact, it wasn’t her fault at all. '''

'''At least, she liked to think so. '''

'''Nyx was tall, with caramel brown hair stained blue from a form of dye she had invented made of berries. The day she died her gray-brown eyes drove straight into Rhode’s brilliant violet ones.'''

Rhode couldn’t stop tears from streaming down her face as she plunged her small silver dagger down towards Nyx, but she couldn’t stop her arms either.

'''Nyx was always very distant. She never really told anyone about herself. The most that people knew about her was that she had one half-sister and a cousin whom which she was close to. Her half-sister’s name was Camille, and her cousin Obelix. Obelix she didn’t see often, as he lived in a different part of Greece, but her sister was practically her best friend. She talked to almost nobody else.'''

'''Almost. The only other person she spoke to was a raven-haired girl named Rhode. Rhode always had a crown of roses resting upon her head. Nobody really knew why except for Nyx, as she was the only person that Rhode opened up, though Nyx never returned the favor. '''

'''The only thing Nyx really ever thought about out loud was the goddess Hestia. She and nobody else, besides Camille, was really sure why. Nyx was silent for the most part, unless you got her talking about the gods or goddesses, specifically Hestia, the goddess of the hearth. She had seen the goddess once, when she once saw her talking to Camille. Her eyes had been like a fire, but a warm, welcoming fire. It gave Nyx a similar feeling to melting pools of honey. She had ducked away before she could observe anything else about the goddess besides her shoulder-length warm brown hair and gracious eyes. '''

'''Now one thing that many people considered, though none dared to ask, was Nyx and Camille’s parentage. Nyx’s mother was a wood nymph (dryad)  named Maeve. Her father, and Camille’s, was a man named Dorian. Camille’s mother was unbeknownst to everyone besides Camille and Dorian. Obelix was the son of Dorian’s sister, Dionne. '''

'''The reason these details are so important is that they were all gone. On the day that Nyx discovered Camille’s true mother, they were all viciously ripped away from her. The only person that hadn’t died had been Rhode. They had all died by way of the gods. They had all passed silently in their sleep. '''

'''And that day Nyx screamed. Really, truly screamed. She screamed and sobbed until her throat was raw. She wailed until her voice gave out and she could shriek no more. After she could no longer speak, she sat down in the corner of her room and cried silently. Tears slid down her cheeks, but she didn’t speak a word. '''

'''Two months later Nyx finally spoke again. She told Rhode what had happened. She also told her who Camille’s real mother was, Hestia. The goddess of the hearth, and the sister of Hera, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, and Demeter. '''

'''When Rhode learned of this she was shocked. She saw Nyx begin to tear up and immediately- instinctively- wrapped her arms around her and let the girl cry into her shoulder. '''

'''After six distraught months, Nyx had finally seemed to come to terms with the deaths. She began to open up more around Rhode. Rhode did the same. '''

'''And then Rhode became distant. She didn’t want to, but she was forced to put in a wrench in between her and Nyx. She spent the least amount of time possible with Nyx. She spent more time away from her than with, and that’s when Nyx knew that something was off.'''

'''She didn’t catch on immediately, but she had had this feeling… A gut-wrenching, unsettling feeling. A feeling that made her whole head spin, though she didn’t catch on to why until much later. When she did finally understand why, however, Rhode had fallen far too deep into the chasm for Nyx to try to save her. '''

'''Rhode had been taken over by someone, not herself at all. After a couple of months, Nyx thought she had finally pieced it all together. '''

'''There was a new person who had come into town recently, Wassyly, and that’s who Rhode had been seeming to spend more time. At least, that’s usually the person she’s last seen running off with. Wassyly had come into town about one and a half months after Nyx’s family had died, and that’s when Rhode had become distant. And then the two would disappear for days at a time. They always came back to the village unscathed, but that’s when the gut-wrenching feeling started. A few days later, the even more suspicious things began, such as a burst of fire shot up in the air, or a faint orange glow, or even the tiny orange sparks flying up, hitting occasionally against some trees. Because of this, there came a day where Nyx decided to follow them.'''

'''She found that they were making something. They were making a machine that she couldn’t quite pinpoint the use of, though its purpose seemed sinister with the amount of effort being put into it. Wassyly looked the same as he always had, malevolent and menacing, but Rhode looked different. She no longer looked playful and happy. She instead looked… ominous. Threatening, almost. But it wasn’t only her air that had changed, there was something else off about her. '''

And then '''Nyx got it. Her eyes were no longer violet, they were red. They weren’t an ordinary red, however, they were a deep, soul-scorching red, that seemed to burn through your very being. Nyx didn’t realize until Rhode lifted her head from the fire and brushed her bangs out of her face. By that point, Nyx had stooped away and hidden in the brush. She didn’t dare poke her head out again, though she did listen to the conversation. She managed to piece together what the machine was meant to do: Come into the town while everyone was sleeping and self-implode, releasing a force of power that could 1. Shatter everyone’s eardrums and 2. Quite literally blow things out of proportion. As in, blow the entire town off of the grid. As in, kill everyone in the town. Effective immediately.'''

'''And so Nyx spent her time searching for a way to stop them. She was going to the library every day, grabbing books on machinery and mechanics. She learned the inner and outer workings of everything she could. When she passed anything mechanic, she immediately froze and tried to analyze it. She observed every part that she could, and analyzed what each piece was, what it did, and why it worked. '''

'''Nyx also began to observe Rhode. Every time- though rare- she was without Wassyly, her eyes were their normal violet shade. However, whenever she was with the '''

'''scrawny- framed blond, her eyes were that soul-scorching red. '''

'''One day, Nyx followed the two again, and in doing so accidentally gave herself away. After watching them for a couple of minutes, she started to slowly back away. Instead of slipping away silently, she stepped on a twig. She managed to run away before she was caught, but within the next couple of days, Rhode began to suspect her. '''

And then a month later, Nyx was dead.

'''It happened quickly. All in one day, in fact. Nyx was walking out of the library, and once she was about four feet away, she caught a glimpse of a red-eyed Rhode. She didn’t think anything of it, reasoning that she and Wassyly were just messing around. '''

'''Nyx passed a lampost and glanced up, analyzing the parts of it. She did hear an odd rustling, but she didn’t pay it any attention. '''

'''Suddenly, Rhode jumped out from around the corner. As soon as Nyx saw that the obsidian-haired girl’s eyes were the same shade of spirit-blistering red, she began to get into a defensive stance. She didn’t have much of a chance to fight, however, as Wassyly suddenly '''

'''transported behind her and covered her mouth. He snapped his fingers, and all of a sudden she was on the ground.'''

'''The last thing she saw before the impenetrable darkness was Rhode. '''

'''Rhode’s silver dagger going down. Pearly tears slipping down her face. Her features wincing as Wassyly growls menacingly. Her breaking. Something finally breaking inside of her.'''

But she didn’t stop, and somehow, she couldn’t.

'''By way of a miracle, Nyx woke up. She was in a cave, which she walked out of almost immediately. She found that the cave led out onto a cliff, which led to nothing. She also found that Rhode was waiting near the edge of the cliff, right before it dropped off into nothing. '''

'''The now silver-eyed girl turned, her eyes drilling into Nyx’s own. Nyx noted that her eyes had a slight hint of red.'''

'''Rhode had changed a lot. She now had black feathered wings, and instead of her usual white dress, she had a dark gray one.'''

'''“You can’t run from your problems, but you can hide from them. You can deceive them for a short amount of time. Sometimes…” Rhode looked at Nyx, straight in the eye, “Sometimes you just have to face one problem at a time. Put yourself back together piece by piece.”'''

'''Nyx snorted, visibly not impressed. “Oh so you’re the one to talk,” She murmured, angrily shaking her head.'''

'''Rhode’s raven hair glinted as she spread her wings and flew away, into the night. Into the darkness that consumed her and never let go until it was ready. Into the night that had taken Camille from the broken girl, and the darkness that had swallowed Obelix the very same day. '''

'''Nyx was confused for a while after that, until she saw Camille. She… she was in Olympus. She, Nyx, was in the home of the gods. The actual home of the gods. She figured that, at least, out before she saw Camille, but once she saw her, everything else was explained. '''

'''Camille explained that the reason they- namely, Obelix, Rhode, herself, and Nyx- were in Olympus was simple. They were gods. After Nyx had died, her, Camille, and Obelix had been brought by the merciful Hestia up to Olympus from the Asphodel Meadows. There they became gods. Rhode, after realizing what she had done, destroyed the machine she had been making with Wassyly- who was the son of Hades- and jumped off of a tower to join Nyx herself. She ended up in the Fields of Punishment. Hestia, pitying her as well after realizing that she had been controlled by Wassyly, brought her to Olympus as well. The day Rhode had talked to her was the day after she had been brought to Olympus by Hestia. '''

'''They were brought before the gods, and were officially turned into gods and goddesses almost immediately. There were four gods and goddesses that transformed them into divine beings. Hestia transformed Camille, an assortment of warm colored ribbons shooting out from her fingertips and encircling Camille. Poseidon transformed Obelix with pink and orange waves that swirled around Nyx’s cousin. Zeus transformed Rhode, though he did it very harshly. Black lightning shot from his thunderbolt, and Rhode became entrapped by a heavy storm. Nyx was enveloped by clouds and pearly white water droplets. '''

'''Their power surrounded them and all four became cast into the sky. Nyx is the reason that the sky is blue during the day, though she becomes hidden in the night. Rhode is the reason the sky is black in the night, but she is always hiding during the day. They made up, Nyx considering Rhode one of her only friends, and Rhode deeply distraught at unwillingly killing Nyx. Camille became sunset and Obelix became sunrise, the four of them communicating by passing messages to each other. Here they stayed for eternity, but no matter what, through thick and thin, they always stayed loyal. Never, not once, did they ever break trust. They put themselves back together, piece by piece. '''

Yeah so that's it okay bye