Gaia #1 Birth of a Hero
Written by Tom JobeIn the ancient temple of Athena in Greece an archaeological team dig for remnants of the past, led by Lauren Cooper, a well known archaeologist from Kansas City. With straight long blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in traditional clothes for an archaeologist. She was deep in conversation with one of her co-workers when a man with short brown hair and green eyes came up to her with a look of urgency on his face.
“Miss Cooper, we found something remarkable!” the man said, earning the attention of Cooper. Lauren followed him to the shrine of the temple and there she saw what the man was talking about. There laid a brown shield believed to belong to the goddess of wisdom and war, Athena. But that wasn’t the only remarkable thing about the discovery. On top of the shield was a head made of stone with snakes for hair. Her eyes were shut, but Lauren recognized the head from Greek Mythology. It was the head of an Athena’s priest who was cursed a lifetime ago, Medusa.
Lauren picked up the shield and looked the head over herself. “This can’t be real,” she said aloud. And nobody else knew what to say. They have all heard the story of Medusa, as well as many other Greek Myths, but never once did any of them think it to be based on fact. Until now.
“We’ll have to get it back to town and get it appraised, but if this checks out it could be the discovery of a lifetime!” said the man. “Real evidence of Ancient Greece.”
“In the meantime keep it on the D. L.,” said Lauren. “We don’t want this to get out of hand.”
Gaia
In Kansas City, Kansas at the bottom of a hill lied an old red duplex atop a hill of its own. Inside the duplex was a girl of sixteen in her second year of high school. Dressed in Little Mermaid’s pajamas and sleeping soundlessly in her bed. On the right-hand side of the room was a desk and a dresser. On top of the desk was a black HP computer and keyboard. On the left-hand side was a TV with a DVD player and a Xbox One video game console underneath the TV. Her sleep would be disturbed by the door creaking open and a beast of a man enter with a much smaller woman, both in their forties, coming in with pancakes on a plate singing happy birthday to their daughter, Tori Jacobs.
Tori had long red hair and emerald green eyes, and stood at a full height of five feet, seven inches, only weighing one-hundred and thirty-six pounds. She sat up in a daze until the smell of pancakes flared her nostrils and the birthday song reached her tired eardrums as a smile graced her young features and Father laid the plate in her lap for her to eat.
“Happy Birthday, Tori,” said Father.
“Happy Birthday,” said Mother.
Both Father and Mother had red hair, Father’s being short with blue eyes while Mother looked like an older version of Tori. With long red hair and emerald green eyes that ran in her mom’s side of the family. Father was nearly seven foot tall and dressed like a biker with tattoo sleeves all over his arms, but he was a teddy bear at heart.
“You shouldn’t have,” said Tori happily as she dug into her pancakes.
“We got something for you,” said Mom nudging Dad.
Father took out a small box wrapped in green and red gift wrapping, Tori’s favorite colors, and gave it to Tori. Tori took the box and tore open the wrapping to reveal a small white box. Tori opened the white box to find the last thing she expected inside, a set of car keys. Tori practically jumped out of her bed with the car keys in hand.
“Are these for real?” she asked excitedly.
Father and Mother only laughed. “Yes,” they replied.
“Where is it? Where is it!?” Tori wailed.
“Don’t you want to get dress first?” asked Mom.
“Oh. Right. Go! Go! I need privacy.”
Father and Mother laughed again and left the room while Tori gulped down the remainder of her pancakes and got dressed in a short sleeved green shirts and red pants and shoes. She enjoyed mixing her two favorite colors together, earning the nickname of Christmas because of it. Tori came out of the room through the hallway that connected her room, the bathroom, and her parents’ bedroom together. She came through the living room pass the sofa and TV to the front door where Mom and Dad were waiting in front of a green 2002 Ford Mustang.
“Oh my God it is true!” yelled Tori.
“Settle down, you’ll wake the neighbors,” said Father.
Tori ran around the mustang and looked it over from top to bottom. It had black leather seats inside and four doors. It was beautiful. The most beautiful car she had ever laid eyes on, and it was all hers. All hers.
“This is for me?” Tori asked.
“Yes,” replied Mother.
“Thank you! Thank you!”
Tori gave both her parents a big hug and then unlocked the driver’s seat on the car door and went inside. She placed her hands on the steering wheel and turned it left and right pretending to drive. That was until she remembered she could actually drive this car, and put the keys into the ignition to start her up and hear her purr. Father came to the driver’s door and bent over into the window.
“Don’t forget to be back for your party,” he told her.
Tori gave him a salute. “Will do!” and then backed out of the driveway of her home and headed up the hill to the main streets of Kansas City. She could barely believe that she had her own car now. Only passing her driver’s test to get her license a couple of weeks ago. This was the best birthday present someone could have given her, and nobody else was going to top it.
As she drove down the streets a sudden irritation reached her head. She thought it was nothing at first, but the irritation got worse and worse until she couldn’t stand it anymore. Tori drove up into the Wyandotte Plaza and stopped in the parking lot at the various shops that were connected across the plaza. By the time she got out of the car the headache was so bad she fell to her knees and let out a mighty roar of pain.
Suddenly the streets began to tremble, and shake. The buildings were rocking back and forth and cracks formed throughout the streets. Tori was in too much pain to really know what was going on around her, but it was something that never happened in Kansas. An earthquake. The buildings began to collapse on themselves and Tori could hear more screaming. This time not her own, but the screams of the men, women, and children all inside the shopping centers that were collapsing. As if that wasn’t bad enough plants began to sprout from her arms and grow like she was part plant. What on earth was happening to her?
Tori tried to pull them off, but more took their place. She managed to climb back up to her feet and reentered her mustang. She had to get away. She had to get far away. Tori started up the car and drove out of the plaza and headed back home. Her parents would know what to do. They always knew what to do. It was hard to focus with the plants growing out of her arms, but she forced herself to keep her eyes on the road and kept going until she went down the hill to the dead end and back home. Tori got out of the car and went through the front door of the old red duplex where Father was sitting down on the sofa watching TV.
“Tori, what the heck happened to you?” he asked.
“I-I don’t know. These things won’t stop coming out!”
Father called for Mother and Mother came in with a look of worry on her face. “Tori, why are plants coming out of your arms?”
“I don’t know! I got a headache on the road and the next thing I know there was an earthquake.”
“Yeah, we felt it, but earthquakes don’t happen in Kansas,” said Father.
“I’ll get the scissors. Have a seat,” said Mother.
Tori went over and sat down on the sofa trying to calm down. That earthquake, that couldn’t have been her doing could it? All those people who got caught up in those buildings. Trapped inside. Did she…? Did she kill them? Mother came back in with some scissors and started to cut off the vines growing out of her arms, but more continued to grow out of her palms and arms.
“What in the world is going on?” asked Tori.
“Tori, just try to calm down. If these things are coming out of you then only you can control it. Try to get it to cease,” said Mother.
Tori took a couple of deep breaths and then closed her eyes. She used all of her strength to focus on the plants growing out of her, and then it happened. The plants fell out of her arms onto the floor and they stopped growing, but she could still feel the power there dying to come out. It was a strange sensation, but it felt almost nice.
“You did it,” said Mother.
“But how?” asked Tori.
“That’s not normal,” said Father.
“You think?” replied Mother.
“What’s happening to me?” asked Tori.
“I don’t know, but we should keep this between us for now. Don’t tell anybody else,” said Mother.
“We still have a party to get through,” said Father.
“The party?” repeated Tori. “I can’t have a party like this. I’m a wreck.”
“Then we’ll cancel it and say you’re not feeling well, which is basically telling the truth. I’ll make the calls now,” said Mother.
“Thank you,” said Tori.
“You just try to relax for now, okay, hun?” said Mother.
“Yes, Mom.”
Mother sat up from the sofa and went into the kitchen where the landline was and started calling all her friends telling them the party was canceled. Tori felt somewhat guilty for canceling it as her birthday party was the best part of her birthday, but it couldn’t be help. Something strange was happening to her, something nobody could explain. And they needed to get to the bottom of it.
Meanwhile at the Kansas City museum Lauren returned with the discovery they found back in Greece. Something they kept under wraps until meeting with the professor back home to get it appraised. It didn’t take long for the expression on the elderly man face to turn and twist at seeing the impossible. The head of Medusa herself.
“What do you think, Professor?” asked Lauren.
“It’s real, Lauren. It’s actually real.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’m positive.”
“I can’t believe it. I’ve heard the stories all my life, but I never thought any of them could actually be real.”
“All we know is that Medusa and Athena are real, but who knows what they really were. But people will begin to speculate, and this will be all over the news, with your name plastered all over it. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” answered Lauren.
“Then let’s make the call and see history write itself.”
A few days later Tori returned to Wyandotte High School and walked down the hallway with lockers to the left and right of the hallway. Opening up her lockers to put her books in when her best friend Lily Mayweather came up to her, dressed in a lime green turtleneck with black pants. She possessed long brown curly hair and chocolate brown eyes. By the time Tori closed her locker Lily was standing right next to her and made her jump.
“God, Lily, are you trying to give me a heart attack?” asked Tori.
“Sorry, I just wanted to see if you were feeling better,” replied Lily.
“I am. Thanks. Sorry I had to cancel my birthday party.”
“It’s okay. If you’re not feeling well then you’re not feeling well. Hey, I saw your ride. It’s nice.”
“Thanks. It was the happiest day of my life until I got sick.”
“I imagine so.”
The rest of her friends that went to the same school started to gather around the two. The first was Shinta Greenaway, a boy with shoulder-length raven black hair and brown eyes. Always dressed in black like an Emo or a Goth, but he was neither. The second was Nex Aaron. A kid who decided to shave his head bald and always wore purple dress shirts and black slacks like he was dressed to go to church. The last was Mary Thompson, a girl with long brown hair and brown eyes like the rest of them. Tori was the only one with green eyes in their group, and the only ginger. Everyone else was brunette or bald. Common.
“How are you feeling?” asked Shinta.
“I’m feeling all right, thanks for asking.”
“We were worried when your mom called, but it’s nice to see you’re back up and moving,” said Mary.
“I can’t believe it, the author is making a second Gaia story. Publish the first one before you start on another, you stupid author!” said Nex.
“Nice to see you, too, Nex,” said Tori.
“Sorry, I just had to get that off my chest,” replied Nex.
“I’m sure.”
Then it happened again. An irritation in the brain. The same red flags back on her birthday.
Not again, she thought. She couldn’t make an earthquake happen here. Not here with all these people. With her friends. “I-I have to go. See you later!” Before any of them could answer Tori ran off, making it look like she was going to the bathroom, but instead she ran out of the school and off the school grounds. Getting as far away from the school as she possibly could. Holding onto her head and falling on her knees as the ground shook. Her hands touched the ground and then pushed through it. Making a tunnel appear beneath her as she went through the ground and under it with no idea where she was going. She dug and dug, until she came up on the countryside of Kansas City where nobody could find her. Where nobody could get hurt. There she let out a scream of pain and another massive earthquake hit the land. This time with nobody to claim, but her.
Plants exit her body again and she was in a panic. Too scared to calm down enough to make it stop. Just when she thought she was alone she heard someone climbing out of the hole behind her. Tori turned and in her horror saw Lily climbing out of the hole with a look of shock on her face. Lily saw it now. The plants growing out of her body. There was no way to hide it. No way to turn back time. Lily knew.
And soon she was afraid the whole world would know what a freak she was.
To Be Continued.