By: Lisa Anne Hetu
Disclaimer: Everything and everyone in this story belongs to me. Any similarities
are purely coinsidental.
Jane lived alone in her cottage near a giant forest. Jane had
shoulder-length, curly, auburn hair and blue eyes. She was a gentle girl,
about the age of 25, but she was strong and fairly brave. Every afternoon,
she would go into the forest to pick berries for the next morning, as she was
doing today. Jane always brought her tin whistle along with her on nice days,
as she did today, so she could stop and play music for a while.
Jane's white blouse shivered around her as a small breeze swept
over her. She walked into the forest with her basket and tin whistle, and she
looked around admiring the forest and scouting for berries. Soon, Jane
found a clearing in the forest in which there stood a cave carved into a
miniature mountain (or very large hill). She was sitting with her back against
a small rock about to play her whistle when she caught a glimpse of a berry
bush located right above the mouth of the cave. Jane got up, pocketing her
tin whistle, and began to climb the rocks. Just as she neared the top of the
mini-mountain, Jane slipped on a loose stone causing herself to fall all the
way back down in the middle of a rock slide.
Jane, despite her few cuts and bruises, wasn't so much hurt as
startled by her sudden fall. However, the noise of the tumbling rocks and
Jane's screaming awoke the beast who lived in the cave. Slowly, the black
minotaur stomped out of the cave, his breath heaving through his nostrils in
fury. Jane, not being able to stand at the moment, tried to back away. The
black minotaur towered over her, "Who has woken Lucifer from his
slumber?" it roared, "Lucifer is very angry with you now, therefore Lucifer
must kill you!"
Jane staggered to a standing position and began to run. Not having
seen a minotaur ever before, Jane was terrified, and she ran blindly through
the forest dodging trees and jumping over dead stumps. Lucifer,
unfortunately, was quick on her heals because minotaurs are quite fast
despite their clumsy size. Jane could hear the minotaur's heated breath in
beat with their running, and Jane wasn't sure exactly how close he was so
she turned her head slightly to try and get a look. In the slight second that she
turned her head, averting her concentration on where she was going, Jane
ran into an up-grown tree root and fell once more to the ground. Jane cried
out helplessly as she felt the gravitational pull and tumbled earthward, landing
hard on her shoulder. Quickly, Jane rolled over on the ground to see the
minotaur and attempt to protect herself. Jane saw that she had no time to
get up because the minotaur was right over her. "Lucifer has you now," he
said, "It was not smart running from me because now Lucifer is really mad."
Jane could see Lucifer's evil red eyes burning right through her, and
she could see his muscles tense from running as if his veins were about
ready to pop out. Lucifer's yellowish-white horns blocked out just enough of
the sun to cast a glow to the tips of them and make them look pin-point
sharp. His body was black as night, and the expression on his face was a
window to his exceedingly evil heart. Lucifer had hooves for feet but his
hands were manlike, so to speak, and he made a grab for Jane, who was his
latest victim. Do not forget that it was a very nice day out, and birds began to
sing in a near by tree. Such animals as these were innocent little creatures
who had no fear of such a great beast. Hearing the little chirps of birds in the
trees, the black minotaur turned his attention away from Jane and shuffled
over to a tree and looked up, his hands on the trunk. Jane watched in shock
at the utterly evil monster she had just seen who seemed somehow at ease,
his blood-shot eyes now showing a more peaceful glow rather than a burning
anger. Lucifer was at peace listening to music!
This was Jane's chance to pick herself up and attempt an escape.
She began to run back the way she came, but her movement alerted the
minotaur who again gave chase. As she ran, Jane remembered she had her
tin whistle with her, so she took it out again just as she neared the clearing
that was Lucifer's home. The black minotaur seemed mesmerized by her
music, and Jane backed herself into the cave knowing that the black
minotaur would follow her. Jane stood deep in the mouth of the cave and
watched Lucifer intently, seeing him calm and quiet as he listened to her
music.
After a while, Lucifer began to grow sleepy. Jane kept playing her
whistle until she was totally positive that the beast was now in a deep sleep.
Then she tiptoed out of the cave, hearing the minotaur's loud rumbling snores
grow quieter and quieter as she left the cave entirely. As soon as Jane had
escaped, she knew she had to make sure that Lucifer never woke up again,
so she blocked off the mouth of the cave with the rocks that had fallen when
she accidentally woke him up. Now the black minotaur would at least not be
able to hear as much so there was less chance of him waking, although he
could probably have walked out of that cave as if the barricade were nothing
more than tissue paper. Jane found her berry basket and left the clearing to
search for berries somewhere else.
The End.
