Chapter Eighteen: Lu Sacrifices Hayate To the God Of Shampoo

^ Yes, that's the title I came up with.

((WARNING: Very weird chapter ahead))

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Lucille was in the middle of telling Charlotte fascinating stories about Drake's failed attempts at impressing girls and the times the Stoll cousins pranked people, when this vile, ugly and disgusting creature decided to pay them a visit.

"You, half-blood", Hayate said, eyes blazing excitedly as he pointed a finger at her. "It's time to die"

The blonde daughter of Athena studied his stormy grey eyes that flickering with excitement, as if unable to wait for her to die. His olive skin was splattered here and there with scratches. The storm spirit had high cheek bones ,an annoying smirk and midnight-black hair that seemed as dark as the Stygian Iron sword Drake used.

Lu was disappointed to see that his nose was almost done healing.

"You could of at least said a better catchphrase", she snorted, and he rolled his eyes at this. "Maybe 'Your time is up' or maybe---"

"Ooh!  How about 'Say your prayers, you're about meet Hades'? ", a Cyclops with dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes suggested, clapping happily. Judging from how small he was compared to the other the one before, and how childish he sounded like, he was probably still a kid.

"Can it, Victor ", the satyr from before growled and the Cyclops shrunk back and apologized.

"Yeah, that was an awesome catchphrase!", Lu exclaimed and Victor managed a weak smile. She felt a pang of sympathy for him. She knew not all Cyclops were bad, and this kid was one of them, but he won't stay long if the others taught him to be bad.

So, by smiling and being kind to him, she was making a friend.

Sometimes the best way to defeat an enemy, is to make him a friend.

"Whatever", Hayate muttered, before he pulled out a key from the his the pocket of his jeans and slipped it on the lock of the cell. It opened and the satyr grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the cell.

"Lu!", Charlotte yelled as the door shut close. She ran towards and held the bars separating her from the small girl. She gripped the iron bats very tightly. "No!",she cried in protest.

Lu smiled at her,warmly. "Don't worry, Charlotte, I'll be fine"

She wasn't sure if Elizabeth and Jas were sleeping or something, but the cell seemed unusually quiet and Lu concluded that they were probably ignoring her, or sleeping. 

Hayate barked orders to restrain her, and the satyr and Victor the Cyclops each seized her arm and started dragging her away from her cell.

A sack was thrown over her head again and she frowned, it smelled worse than before.

"This sack smells like satyr poop", she complained, she heard an angry growl to her right and a stifled laugh to her left.

"Shut up and walk faster", Hayate commanded, making her roll her eyes,  but obliged.

They stayed silent after that, not because she had no more insults to throw at them, but because she was secretly counting her steps and memorizing every corner they turned.

Four steps to the right, turn a corner on the left, twenty-six steps after that, was a flight of stairs, five steps after that....

A plan slowly formed on her head, though it wasn't really much a brilliant plan since she had only a bit of information of the place she was in stacked in her brain

Basically her plan was:

1. Memorize the directions they turned and number of footsteps they made to do to get to their destination and the cell.

2. Beat the crap out of this 'Billy' with a plan she'll formulate later

3. Escape the army of monsters that will probably chase her later.

4. Grab a weapon along the way.

5. (Hopefully)  Find the cell with Charlotte in it.

6. Brag about her accomplishment to that jerk, Jacob.

7. Destroy the cell with the weapon she had and save the others.

8. ..... Um....  Let's skip this one for now.

Yes, that was her plan. Pretty impressive right?

Hey! It wasn't her fault that her stomach was practically screaming for food and her muscles beggeging for rest.

Suddenly, she felt her toe slam against something hard, she howled in pain and the hands holding her released her in shock. She was about to fall forward when a pair of arms grabbed her from behind and kept her brain from splattering on the floor.

She inhaled a wiff fresh air. Like really fresh air. Like, as fresh the air would be without pollution. She had never inhaled such fresh air. It was both calming and satisfying.

The arms holding her recoiled and she tried to ignore the pain on her throbbing toe as she straightened herself.

"Watch out, next time", Hayate's said coldly.

"Like there'll be a next time", a harsh, deep voice said, that probably belonged to the satyr.

She squeaked as she felt a pair of arms carry her bridal style.

"Hey!",she protested, waving her hands in the air, trying to find the guys face and smash her fist on it.  "Put me down!"

"Do you really think that's a good idea?", Hayate asked, and she suddenly felt them go upward, like the way an elevator would.

"What the---", she tried to take off the sack on her head, which was hard when she had her wrists encircled with rope. She cursed as she the scent of the dusty old corridor vanished, replaced with fresh air. She had no idea where she was.

She heart Hayate laugh, and she felt his chest move up and down, laughing at her confusion and her cursing.

"I didn't know you had such a colorful language", he said, and Lu guessed he was smirking, and she almost slammed her tied up hands on his face, but she didn't since he would probably drop her.

She didn't know how high they were,  but she didn't want to find out.

"Go screw yourself!", she said and he let out a laugh.

Suddenly, she felt the sack being thrown off her head, and once it was, she screamed.

They were way up, floating above the Roman Coliseum. She didn't know how many feet they were up in the air, but she didn't even want to know.

The sack flew off her head and was blown away by the wind caused by the continuous flapping of Hayate's black vapor wings.

Speaking of Hayate....

"PUT ME DOWN YOU SON OF A GORGON!", she screamed,

The storm spirit just chuckled, his eyes glowing. Not the usual I-will-electricute-you kind of glow, but a glow of happiness, as if he was actually enjoying her suffering.

"I didn't know you were afraid of heights", he said, a smug smile on his oh-so punchable face.

"I WILL CUT YOUR NOSE AND FEED IT TO A CROCODILE"

"Geez, calm down, I was only entertaining myself"

"I WILL STAB YOU WITH A LIGHTSABER AND LET THE EMPOUSAI EAT YOUR CORPSE"

"What in Tartarus are with your insults?"

"SHUT THE HADES UP BEFORE I SMACK YOU WITH A LLAMA", the half-blood screamed,

"See?"

"DON'T YOU DARE INSULT MY INSULTS YOU PIECE OF CYCLOPS POOP"

"Seriously?", he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Cyclops poop?"

"GO TO THE CROWS, YOU STUPID LUMP OF EMPOUSAI SPIT AND CYCLOPS POOP. PUT ME BACK ON THE GROUND BEFORE I FEAST ON YOUR SUFFERING SOUL"

"Will you shut up already?!"

"DON'T TELL ME TO SHUT UP, YOU ANNOYING STORM SPIRIT. I WILL BURN YOUR SKIN AND SACRIFICE YOUR ASHES TO THE GOD OF SHAMPOO"

"Where do you even get your insults from?"

"LIKE I'M TELLING YOU, YOU SMELLY OLD FART"

She sent him a death glare and then was about to punch him with her tied up hands, when he stared at something in front of her.

She wanted to punch him, but something about his expression made her follow his gaze to what he was looking at.

She gasped when she saw the beautiful scenery in front of her.

The sun was setting in the horizon, casting it's warm golden on the city of Rome. Rome, now blanketed in a heavenly golden glow looked stunning and looked like everything she saw in the brochures.

The rays of the sun touched the clouds and stained them with a mix of exotic and beautiful colors.

"Beautiful isn't it?", Hayate said, beside her, smiling that didn't look like a smug or annoying on.

The smile on his face made her think how nice it was to see him smile. Not a smug or annoying one, just a simple smile.

His eyes were no longer glowing, instead were a simple grey,simple yet strangely enchanting. His midnight black hair was ruffled by the wind from where they we're floating and she couldn't help but think how cool it was that the tips of his hair was touched by the sunlight, making it look gold.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer", he muttered and she rolled her eyes.

"I'll be sure to frame it and put it on my nightstand", she retorted, recalling his words.

He rolled his eyes at her, before the playful and calming look on his face turned serious.

"It's night..."

"Um, yeah, duh", she muttered, sarcastically.

Hayate stared into her eyes so seriously, she felt intimidated and uneasy all of a sudden, it felt suddenly weird being close to him.

"Ummm... "

Then, he did it.

He gave her a small loan of a million dollars, got eaten by a dragon, who threw him up as Harry Styles, who bursted into flames and became a piece of Cyclops poop.

Just kidding, he dropped her.

As in, dropped her.

From who knows how high above the ground.

You probably know what comes next right?

You don't? Well this is what happened:

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

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A/N:

......

I actually don't know what I just wrote. 😂

And people, this is what happens when you let your imagination.... Take over.

Imagination: :D

So what are your thoughts on the chapter?

What are your thoughts on Lucille's insults.

And yeah, they were made up on the spot.  :P

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Don't be afraid...

I won't kill you...

If you give me food...

And comment...

And maybe I'll spare you....

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I'm waiting....

*cue random dots and stars*

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~I'mWatchingYou....

((Jk. Jk))

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