Original Storyline :-
A normal life was all he asked for. He didn't ask to be chosen by the devil, king of Hell. He didn't ask to be thrown into a feud to save reality. He certainly didn't ask to be given power beyond the comprehension of the Ol...
"Can you hear me?" I yelled at the ground. Not my smartest decision, I must admit.
"Get me out you jackass!" I heard the ground reply. Smiling sheepishly back at the ground, I started digging near the tombstone with my hands. I felt a tingling sensation within me and unable to resist the urge, I summoned the sword.
Only, it was no longer a sword...but a shovel.
"Um..." I was speechless. I'm pretty sure I kept staring the Eden-sword-now-shovel for a solid minute.
"I'm not proud but yes, I can turn into a lot of other things" I heard the familiar voice of the weapon say. It had been a while since it last spoke and I was starting to wonder if it ran out of batteries or something like that.
Blinking it away, like a normal everyday happening, I proceeded to dig the ground with the shovel, smirking as it kept screaming curses; "Watch the head", "Careful", "I regret doing this" and the more common:"I will murder you Perseus."
But hey, what are swords for if they don't morph into ground-digging tools and threaten to kill you in your sleep?
A minute or two later of excavating the soil, I hit something hard. I removed the remaining dust by my hands to reveal a beautifully crafted wooden coffin. It was made of smooth mahogany and was painted brow-
"Describe the coffin later, you idiot! Get me out first!" I heard Andromeda yell out in annoyance.
Once more, I smiled sheepishly, fully aware that no one could see me. I ripped out the coffin lid, very strong of me if I may add, and looked smugly at the angry girl underneath.
"Need a lift?" I asked complacently and extended my arms. "I hate you." Said Andromeda, taking my hand nevertheless. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't hide the small smile that started creeping up her face.
She dusted off her clothes and started to fix her hair. I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do so I just stood there like an idiot. Then, like an even bigger idiot, I started talking.
"So um...you look great." I said nervously. Andromeda's neck turned faster than a hungry leopard sighting its prey. Her eyes narrowed and the next thing I know, I'm lying on the floor, clutching my bleeding nose...again
"Why does this keep happening to me?!" I cried out. At this rate, my nose would be like that of Voldermort by the end of the week: Non-existantly flat
"Do you know what it feels like?," asked Andromeda in anger while I tried to stand up. "One moment, you're kissing the guy you like; and the next moment, you wake up in a strange house with a strange woman who won't stop talking about customer service!"
"You make some strong points" I replied with a wry laugh.
Again, before I could react, Andromeda strode forward. I braced my nose for impact but was pleasantly surprised when she kissed me instead. Just like last time, a warmth filled my body and my muscles relaxed.
"Wow," I said as we separated. "That does not keep happening to me."
Andromeda rolled her eyes but still had a small smile painted on her mouth. A loud, piercing screech was heard by both of us, coming from the territory just a little further.
"What was that?" Asked andromeda
"I don't know...yet"
"So what do we do know?"
I thought about asking the guardian some advice and directions. I turned around but was left facing nothing but a dead end. Where the doors should have been, there was now only a wall — indifferent from the nearby cavern.
It was like the doors never existed.
"Right... know that scary, violent, indicating-sure-death scream that we heard?," I asked and Andromeda nodded.
"That's where we have to go" I told her with a sigh.
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