Willium Valen and The Curse of Hades

Chapter 5-New Unit, New Trigger

"No, please, don't, please, please," I begged. I felt a knife stab into my left side. "Ah!" I screamed out of pain."Don't be so weak," Zeus shoved me into the wall and took the knife out of my body. The wound started to bleed and the blood dripped down my skin. It felt like a punch to the gut, only sharper. Tears streamed down my face, I put my palm up against the bleeding wound slowly. My hand was freezing against the wound, but it didn't hurt as bad as getting stabbed.It was hard for me to keep my head up, I was exhausted and light-headed from losing blood. He would always do this, hurt me, and beat me until I felt too tired to fight back. This would make it easier for him to, well you know. Sometimes he would force pills and other things down my throat. There were so many little horrible things that he would do to me, so many of them that I wish I could just forget. Sometimes I wished that the only thing I remember was being hurt by him and I would just know that he raped me without having to remember anything from it. Most of all I wished that it never even happened in the first place.I woke up, it wasn't that bad of a nightmare compared to all the others. It was only 2 am, so I tried my best to fall asleep again.I was back in the mindscape, another nightmare, the world wouldn't give me a break.I was sitting all alone, but I was only alone for a second. Then he came back, he had something in his hand, something small that I couldn't identify.I quickly stood up in fear. I thought about if I should talk, tell him to get away, beg him not to touch me, ask him to set me free, but I knew he wouldn't listen.He walked closer to me. In the back of my mind I had an idea of what was going to happen, an idea that I prayed wasn't true."Take these," He opened his hand, and sitting in his palm were two blue and white pills.I shook my head and closed my mouth tightly. He grabbed me by my waist and forced my mouth open. He dug his nails into my waist and put the pills in my mouth, he then put his hand over my mouth. I felt so scared when he put his hands on my body, I knew what he was going to do to me, and I knew how horrible it was."Swallow them." He said. I swallowed the pills fighting it was no use. After a couple of seconds, I started to feel light-headed.Everything was a blur, I felt his hands on my body, but I was so out of it that I couldn't even keep my head up no less stop him.I woke up sobbing, all of the nightmares were always so overwhelming, that I wouldn't be able to stop crying or shaking out of fear. It would always feel like his hands were on me again, I hated that feeling. Whenever I would think about what happened in the mindscape I start feeling what happened. It reminded me of how my ARFID was, whenever I'd start thinking about throwing up or gross things while eating food, I just would be able to eat.Stevie nuzzled up to me and I held her in my arms. I started thinking, I let my mind race, thinking about the future and so much more. Once I got my brain thinking I couldn't go to bed, and that was just what I needed.I did end up falling asleep though. I didn't have any more nightmares that night and I was woken up by my alarm, not a vision of that stupid mindscape.Stevie was still sleeping in my arms and she purred in her sleep, nuzzling against my arm. I softly rubbed her head and pulled her close. My bed felt so comfortable and I didn't want to wake up, I just wanted to stay in bed forever. I yawned and got out of bed. Stevie was still asleep, curled up in the blankets."Stevie," I softly said. Stevie yawned and slowly opened her eyes. "Good morning, darling," I slowly picked her up in my arms. I placed Stevie on the ground and she jumped up on the piano.I started to get dressed, today was the 13th of October, meaning that my birthday was the next day. I had been through so much as 16, it was weird to think that I had been sixteen for 19 months. I was glad that I was finally going to be seventeen, but it almost felt unreal. It felt nice, in a way, I was moving on from being 16, and hopefully all of the trauma from that time.I had a feeling that something was going to happen soon, something bad. Something felt off, the nightmares didn't feel like they used to, and they started feeling relentless like they had their own personality. Apollo told me that as soon as things start to feel strangely normal that means that something's coming.I sighed and finished getting ready, it wasn't like I was going to get kidnapped a second time. I picked Stevie up and carried her downstairs. I finished getting ready for school and got on the bus.It was a foggy Thursday and I had Mr. Yue's class first today. He was introducing the new unit. I walked into the class and everyone had new seats. I was seated in the middle of the classroom next to the really weird nerdy kid and the mean popular girl."Good morning class," Mr. Yue said. Mr. Yue walked over to his computer and put up a slide show. "Are you all excited to find out what the new unit is?" He asked. Like always no one said a thing. "The new unit is Greek Mythology,""Oh, you have got to be kidding me," I muttered to myself, another reminder of Zeus."This isn't history class!" A student yelled."We are going to be analyzing Greek myths," Mr. Yue said. He moved to the next slide. "Let's start by getting to know the Greek Gods. Zeus was the king of the Gods," Mr. Yue went on talking about how Zeus was this amazing person and how he was so kind and I tried my best not to stab myself to death with my pencil.Then the nerd kid raised his hand. "Um...actually, Zeus was one of the worst Gods he cheated on his wife and would rape people, including his kids,""Oh," Mr. Yue muttered. "Well, you can do your project on him. Now, Apollo,"I really tried to hold in my laugh, but when Mr. Yue showed a picture of some random white guy with blonde hair and a tiny harp thing, I couldn't help myself. I only laughed a little, it was more of a snicker."Mr.Valen, is there something you would like to share with the class?" Mr. Yue asked."No," I said. Mr. Yue nodded and continued.I felt a chill crawl up my spine and my thoughts began to race, I could feel a panic attack coming on. I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the bathroom. I wanted to curl up in a ball and die as I walked down the hall.Then I ran into Willow, who was the best person to run into at that moment. I knew that I could talk to her, I knew that she would understand."Willium are you okay?" She asked. Willow and I sat down against the wall. "What happened?""So, Mr.Yue introduced the new unit and of course, it was Greek mythology," I scoffed."Oh my,""And then he went on to talk about how amazing Zeus was, but that's not even the worst part. When he talked about Apollo he showed a picture of white Apollo, so of course I laughed," I sobbed, trying to get rid of my panic attack."Well, you really can't blame him. I mean most people still think that Hades never died and those are the people who know that the Gods are real and of course, those people don't know that every God is real," Willow explained."I know, was Muddles ever in Greek Mythology? I mean what even is he?" I asked."The God of cats and cat-like things," Willow mused. "But he can also turn into a cat,""So he's a furry?" I muttered."Willium!" Willow scoffed."Well, they aren't furries. They have an alternate animal personality or form in their heads,""A fursona?" Willow muttered."Yeah, that. So wouldn't his cat form be his fursona?" I asked."Well, then every shapeshifter is a furry," Willow scoffed."Well, furries are shapeshifters, but in their heads. Like maybe the Gods made it so they have the mind of a shapeshifter and the body of a human?" I muttered."You're having too much fun with this," Willow said."What if Muddles is the God of Furies?" I realized.I was walking home after getting off the bus. The rest of Mr. Yue's class was fine, he inaccurately covered more Gods and I was assigned to do my project on Hades. My family knew a lot about him. The weird thing is that what my family told me about him seemed hideously incorrect compared to mythology. From what my family says, Hades cursed my grandpa to kill himself and also messed with my uncle and aunt. So, if Hades was the one messing with my family, why now, when he's dead, was Zeus messing with me and only me? It didn't make any sense.I walked inside my house, took off my shoes, and put up my backpack."Willium, how was your day?" my mom asked."Good," I said. My mom and my dad were sitting in the living room."Willium, we've been thinking. Since tomorrow is your birthday and you've had a lot of stress on you with school and the nightmares, we were thinking about letting stay you home from school tomorrow," my dad said."Really? Thank you," I hugged my parents. I sat down in the chair across from the couch. "So, we're doing a Greek Mythology unit in English and I was assigned to cover Hades for my project," I said."Oh," my dad muttered."Yeah, and there seems to be two very different stories about him. What I've learned growing up is that he was bad and a murderer, but mythology tells a very different story. I feel like I should go based on mythology, but the world knows about the curse of Hades and everything that happened," I explained."Well, it's very complicated, and to be honest. I didn't even know that anything was happening to my family until a couple of months after he died," my dad said."Really?" I asked."Yep,"