Minotaur Short Story

The day was beautiful, too beautiful. The trek to this spot had tired the two families, but now it was time to relax, and cool off. The families gathered around the cascading flow of water that was refreshingly cool in the intoxicating late summer heat. Two brothers looked down at the many glittering pools gathered at the bottom of the immense waterfall. The waterfall was surreal; being from the small, and secluded state of Wisconsin the brothers had never something so large and impressive in nature. Except on the television of course. Gavin, the youngest of their cousins, who was used to the waterfall, leaned over. "You know," the younger cousin soothingly said to the two brothers. "The pools are deeper at the bottom, like nature's …show more content…
He knew he had to defeat the Minotaur, and save the innocent Athenian men and women forced into the maze hours before Theseus entered its unforgiving clutch. But he didn't know where to look first. Bones littered the ground, leading Theseus to believe he was close to the dreaded monster known as the Minotaur. Some of the bones were bleached white, some of the beasts earlier meals. Others were much more fresh, and stank of rotten meat. Hundreds of flies were buzzing around the discarded corpses. Theseus gulped, and continued to let the string that the princess bestowed him trail behind him, hopefully leading him back to the entrance from where he came from. Suddenly he heard a soft grunt. The Minotaur. It was close. Suddenly the string went slack. Theseus reeled it back, and with a closer inspection, he noticed it was severed. Almost out of nowhere, the Minotaur came charging around a unseen corner, with his bullhorns ready to run Theseus through. The horn gouged into his left bicep, and Theseus screamed, with blood pouring from his injured …show more content…
The brother looked around. The pit he fell into was approximately seven feet deep. Shadows shrouded any light from reaching the brother. He was alone, in a dark, and unforgiving situation. Theseus swung wildly, desperately trying to rid the Minotaur off of his body. He was pinned fast. He was all alone, and without help. His hands flew everywhere, trying to grasp anything that would save him from his situation. Abruptly, Theseus's hands wrapped around something, and he took it, and swung it at the monster, screaming defiantly. The brother yelled for help. He was too far up from his family. His only hope was for his younger brother to pick his way back up the treacherous rocks. The brother sat there, watching his blood drip from his mangled leg, and in the background he could hear his named being yelled, hopefully his family coming to rescue him from this mess of a mistake. The Minotaur grunted, and mooed like the animal it was. It rolled off of Theseus, giving him the chance to attack. Theseus realized the object he grasped was in fact a human femur bone from one of his later meals. The once pristine bone had now snapped from the constant beating on the Minotaur's back, leaving it a sharp, honed edge. The Minotaur turned, and roared, charging at Theseus again. Instinctively Theseus rose the bone, and drove it forward at the Minotaur, aiming straight for the