*inhales exhales*

WOOOP

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Far in the horizon, deep in the ocean, there was a submarine/ship that seemed to be unnoticed from the people of the outside world.

This place was called The Maw.

It was a place where people come together to eat in the submarine/ship with their hearts content. They loved how the food was made and what meat they used. The Guests seemed to be coming back again and again everytime they get a chance to visit.

The Lady overrules the Maw, and she is delighted to know that the Guests love the food. You see, the food - especially the meat - was made of something very very special.

And what was it?

Children.

Disgusting. It is just disgusting.

Oh, but that's not all. The Guests loved one kind of special meat that the Lady had called the 'Myth'. It was magical and can replenish their energy in minutes. It wasn't just made out of Child Meat, you see.

It was made out of demigod Child Meat.

Yes, demigods. Half god, half mortal. They are very real. So is the gods and goddesses and any other myth there is. The Lady is aware of that and ordered the Wax Bellman to kidnap as much demigod children, seeming their god parents don't even take notice of them.

The Lady has a death wish, but the gods don't care much about their children except when they saw something special about them, so she was smite-free.

Now down in the deep of the Maw, the children were tormented. But there was a special attention for demigods, the staff made sure that they wouldn't escape that easily, they were demigods, hello. So they also took in some monsters like hellhounds, empousai and cyclops to keep the demigods in check.

But far beneath, deep down in the Maw in a cold dark vent. One demigod child aims to escape this place.

And we're about to know her story, her adventure with the friends she would meet.

Let's start, shall we?

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In a vent not that far away in the Nursery, water dripped down from the vent pipe, slowly and made a haunting and chilling drip drip pattern again and again. It revebrating through the vents, it was calming but distracting. In this big vent like room, there was nothing special except for the Suitcase and some junk that no one knows that were damp from the dripping water.

A small flicker came from the Suitcase. Playing the darkness and dancing left and right before it turned off for a brief moment. Then flickered back again, continuing its dance in the cold.

A nine year old girl in a bright yellow raincoat sat down on the Suitcase she called a bed and continued to play with her lighter, turning it on and off and repeat. Its flickering light bounced and hissing from one side to the next, spewing the cold and giving a warm glow to the dark.

It was like magic.

The girl frowned as she turned off the lighter once again when she came up that impression to the little fire. Magic was something she didn't like to think of. It was something personal to her, very personal.

The girl's name is Six, and magic was her blood. I really mean it, it was her bloodline.

You see, she is a daughter of Hecate, the goddess of crossroads and the Mist. Taken Six has problems using her powers to control the Mist - which is the magical force that disguises things from mortals - she didn't like mentioning magic since it reminded her of her mother.

Six frowned as she lit the lighter once again, watching the flame flicker before she sighed out, causing the little fire to extinguish.

Six planned and planned for a possible escape this hellhole they called the Maw that the Underworld seemed nice. Again and again she tried to form it and think of the crossroads she could take.

It was like Six sounded more like an Athena kid, planning and all that.

Six scowled and stood up, she waited for her magic to be at least a tiny bit controllable before she would run off. The continuous water dripped down the pipe and Six stared at it. The water never stops dripping (taken its her water source) and if she could manage to make it stop, she'll go.

Slowly the continued water droplets hung mid air and Six urged the Mist to disperse it. Slowly Six saw the water droplets stop and disappear, and Six did a small smile.

Losing her concentration the water dipped back down again in the pipe, Six sighed and clambered out her Suitcase as she flickered her lighter open. She went out and to the vents. Her lighter's flame flickering around and glowing through the vent as the cold air brushed past Six's cheeks and the cold floor numb Six's bare feet.

The flame gave little to no warmth and the glow just made Six cautious about the surroundings in the vent.

Shivering from the cold, Six took a deep breath and walked on with a brave face, ready to face the darkness and whatever it would lie beyond it.

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Six crawled out the vent and into the big room, she turned her lighter on and went foreward to the tied up blankets some kid had used as a rope to climb up the barred window.

Screaaak...

Six jolted from the sound of scraping metal and looked up to see the Janitor pulling a cage, she squinted her eyes focusing on the cage to see a tranquilized griffin, resting its eagle head on its lion paws. Too drowsy to snarl at the Janitor for putting them in a cage.

Author: No griffins were harmed in the making of this fanfic.

Six did a small gasp since it was the first time she saw a griffin, normally the ones watching over the demigod children were empousai since those lady donkey-bronze-legged demons are so easy to say yes on the Lady (taken the Lady told them they could also eat demigod blood in exchange of their support) and cyclops (the not so bright kind of cyclops that also had an agreement with the Lady). A griffin or a hellhound is only for the very special demigods who needed double watch.

Six watched the Janitor pull away the caged griffin into the room ahead him before shaking out her bewildered state. She took one last look at the griffin before walking to the roped blankets, climbing up and walking past the barred window.

She landed safely on the other side and opened the door into the room Six assumed was the toilet, taken the toilet papers and bad smell.

If only magic can cast out the smell Six would have done it by now, unfortunately it can't and Six couldn't possibly do it so she just walked on and pulled the crate of toilet paper to the lever, pulling it down.

The lights turned off and Six heard the ticking of the clock, wasting no time she ran past the Playground and out to the other barred door.

Six sighed as she walked on the dimly lit hall, looking over the towering metal doors and unwashed pastel chalk doodles the children drew.

She stopped at the end of the hallway, without even peeking Six saw the bright light of the Eye that turned to stone. Jeez, Six huffed as she walked on, isn't monsters enough for gaurding over the runaways?

Six stopped when she saw a figure on the other side of the room, the Eye kept blinding Six's vision so it was harder to focus. Looking over the Eye, she waited for it to look away before sneaking past to the bed, hoping she could see the figure better.

Six inched closer and focused on the cages of the other side of the room where the figure stood. She saw another child standing on the other side, surprised to see her.

She waited for the Eye to look away before running on to the other side of the room where the cages were stacked. Six saw the child and tilted her head upon seeing the stranger.

The child was a young boy with brown hair, a blue jacket and demin pants, he also had a chain on his ankle. Six looked at the boy up and down before slightly smiling, "Hello," she said and the boy smiled back, "Uh, hi... What are you doing here?"

"I can ask you the same thing ya know," Six said and the boy did a low chuckle, "Touché, well then, who are you?"

"I'm Six, you are?" Six asked and the child stood up straighter, "I'm Seven. Are you running away?"

"Are you running away?" Six asked and Seven rose an eyebrow, "How come when I ask you the question you pull it back to me?"

"Just answer the question," Six said and Seven sighed, "Yeah I am running away, are you running away too?"

"No, I am just gonna leave the Maw without the staff knowing," Six sarcastically remarked, "Of course I am gonna run away to this place."

Seven looked shocked before he nodded, "Well that's... something. Say how about we..." he trailed off when there was a noise behind him, making him turn.

Grrrrr....

Seven jolted and Six turned to his direction to see something big and black in the shadows of the hallway. Six didn't need to focus on the being to see what it was. It had a giant body with rolling black fur like the shadows, its size one of a tank but ten times bigger. Ears flat and its muzzle in a snarl, bright white sharp teeth glinting at them with light slobber dripping from the side of its lower jaw. And those red eyes, they glowed and bore onto Six's soul.

A hellhound.

Seven gasped and inched back, "Six... Are you seeing what I am seeing?" He asked. Six was about to answer back when the creature growled louder at them, inching closer and its red eyes glowering at them.

Finally it ran up to them, "Quick! To the cages!" Six shouted to Seven as she ran to the cages. Seven nodded and ran, the hellhound nearly pouncing on him. He ran up and climbed, the hellhound nipping on their feet but fortunately it wasn't bitten or ripped off.

"Six?! What is that thing?!" Seven asked as they climbing, the hellhound bellowing and growl down below, slamming its paws on the cages to rattle Six or Seven off, only to make the two kids grip on the bars tighter.

"It's a hellhound, you know. A dog of the Underworld? There are tons of that now in the Maw to gaurd over the demigod children," Six explained and Seven climbed up faster to look at her, "Demigods?! Hellhounds?!"

"I'll explain it later just move on!" Six ordered as she climbed on to the second level. Seven huffed as he landed safely on the floor.

"C'mon let's move, hellhounds can shadow-travel, we have to look for light," Six said as she helped Seven up and he looked down to the hound that was glaring up at them.

"I never saw monsters like that before," Seven mumbled and Six sighed, "They only show up to demigods, c'mon!" She said while running into the open door. Seven's eyes widened as he tried to stop.

"What?" Six asked and Seven frowned, "I just went out from there!" He said and Six sighed, "Seven, in a line of death and death. Want death from being a chew toy?"

WRUF!!!

The hellhound barked down below while continuing to slam its paws on the cages. Seven looked back to the hellhound and sighed. "Okay fine," Seven said and Six nodded, walking into the Nursery, where rows of beds with sleeping children whom didn't seem to wake up from the hound's bellowing bark.

Six heard the cages rattle and she turned back to the hellhound found a way to climb up. Snarling at them and running up, fontunately Seven quickly closed the door. The hound slammed head first on the door, only for a time to sniff, paw, and scratch on the door while growling lowly.

"Well that's over," Seven said and Six sighed.

Saying stuff like 'Well that's over' only makes the Fates (and the Author) tempt to do something horrible for the story. Never, never, neeeeeeeeever say anything like that or else something messed up will happen.

And something messed like the door inside the Nursery opened and the bright light filled in, quickly blinding the two from the new light. Something was shreiking in the other side as it seemed to claw on the floorboards while there was an annoyed grunt from the Janitor, grumbling for whatever that creature it it to move.

Six sighed while slumping, Oh that is just great.

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YES YES YES

I DID IT

I GOT NO REGRETS, I DON CARE, I DID IT.

I HOPE YOU ENJOYED :D

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