'Hey we never got pancakes at the orphanage' thought Hunter, 'don't know why people always complain about dorm food, its not that bad.' Hunter eats as if its always his last meal.
Dagmar Davison watched the young man eat, she was sure there was something odd about that one.
After breakfast hunter joined some of his dorm mates for an impromptu dance party. He got on well with fellow ginga Kampol. Kampol even thought his joke about butterflies and Socrates was pretty funny.
Hunter often took his binoculars with him on the way to class. Under the guise of practicing for when he is a spy.
One day a few months later, he walked into the kitchen and saw a face that made his heart flutter. (WHAT!!! Geeze like totally make things complicated why dont you!!)
He grabbed a bowl of slop even though he wasn't that hungery and sat down opposite the boy who made his skin tingle. The dormie in pigtails decided to retreat from the area before she got anymore food on her cloths. They are so made for each other.
Despite being a bit of a sourpuss, the many gay men of the dorm found him quite irisistable. (Yeah so almost all of the boys of this dorm are gay.)
"Right here," the grating voice said.
Hunter finally pushed the wool out of his head and jumped up. "What the fuck is going on?" "I needed to talk to you," said the green clad man.
"Why didn't you call me or something? The whole waking up on the floor thing is a bit distressing." "Sorry, it seemed easier this way." "Ok, what are you people?"
"We are gods." "Yeah right," Hunter waved his hands around, "and I suppose I'm on mount Olympus or in Atlantis or um, Valhalla?" "Nope, close though, this is Simhalla." (Cough, snort... lazy writing...)
The dark lady with the wicked hair smiled and pointed at Hunter. Suddenly he felt crawling all over his body, like thousands of maggots were on him. He could feel them trying to get up his nose.
As sudden as it started it stopped and he could open his eyes. The green man stood between him and the woman. "Now, now, Murdir, you always have to use scare tactics." The women seethed in the background. "I was having fun," she whined.
"Ok, I totally believe you now," said Hunter, "but why me?" "We need a Legacy Founder, you are the best candidate. Your blood is not human." "WHAT?" "I made you out of feathers, moss and Pinot Noir. Your red hair is most definitely from the wine."
"No way," Hunter said, "no fucking way am I going to start a legacy." "Why not?" "I've got a boyfriend, I love him and I could never cheat on him, this is way to messed up for me, can I go home now?" "No," said the green man sadly.
Murdir snarled "Chryseis, if you bring him here I will deal with this." "Ok, but I beseech you, be kind." "Hah, I will do what is necessary."
And in a flash stood before them Ant. "Wha... What have you done to him?"
"Ant started awake and rubbed his head, whoa, where, who are you people?" "Ant? Are you ok?" He heard Murdir cackle in the background.
"Who are you?" "What no! Its me," Hunter went to touch his beloved but Ant shied away. Murdir stepped behind Hunter and rasped, "He isn't yours anymore, I have claimed him." Chryseis stood behind Ant and watched sadly.
Ant watched the man in front of him close his eyes and clench his fists. He felt but for the young man, the red head seemed familier, as if he was part of a dream. Murdir near hooted with laughter. For a second Ant felt the need to reach over and touch the mans cheek. Suddenly he felt a stronger urge. He knew he belonged here. With the two strange people who with every second were becoming less strange to him. .
"What makes you think I'm going to co-oporate now?" Said Hunter to the sadistic woman. She just smiled, and for a second looked beautiful. She was terrifying.
"You will do what we ask if you love this boy," surprisingly it was Chryseis who delivered the threat. Murdir was a bit peeved, "Hey that's my line you thieving asparagus." Ant winced at all the tension flying about the room, he didn't understand but he knew it was something to do with him.
Time for you to go home," said Murdir, she pointed her finger at Hunter, who winced half expecting the maggots, but instead he opened his eyes and he was home in bed and the sun was up. Ant was relieved the man was gone, he just wanted things to be quiet and peaceful for his family.
After Ant had cleaned up all the leaves and went to bed, Chryseis danced while Murdir played the violin. "Sister?" "Yes, Chry?" "Asparagus?" "Well you are wearing a lot of green today," said his terrible twin.
Hope you enjoyed my little legacy, stay tuned for part two. Where you will get to know Kampol and his badly dressed friend. Oh and Hunter will graduate. Will he be able to find a GIRL to settle down with. (Im sadistic like that.)