“We need him,” Bryan responded to Quintella before offering a hand to help Quintella up who took ignored it and got up on her own. The pair turned to the snake monster where Arden had it pinned against the wall, struggling.
“Tell us, how did you know we were here?” Arden demanded.
“All of you demigodssss stink, and this issss an obvioussss hub we’ve been observing- it doesn’t take a geniussss.” The snake spat at her. “We informed the boss and he told ussss what to do- nothing personal.”
“And who’s the boss?”
“Sssspeaking hissss name alone isss enough to turn me into dust, much lessssss you ssssspeaking it,” The snake thing sneered at her. “On your way to Lossss Angelessss, instead of Canada which is where you sssshould be heading you trio are a bunch of dumbassessssss-” The snake clamped it’s mouth shut.
“Canada, the underworld is in Los Angeles?” Bryan responded. The snake kept quiet until Arden pressed the dagger a bit deeper into his throat.
“You’re all ssssstupid ‘Where those are named the kindessssst’, is that not Canada?” The snake grumbled.
The trio glanced at each other and Quintella gave a small shrug before interrogating the snake further, “Where exactly in Canada?”
“Why would I tell you? The bossss will kill me or you will.”
“We’ll let you go,” Bryan intervened much to the horror of Arden and Quintella. “Tell us where to go and we’ll let you live.”
An hour later, 3 bagels and a stolen car the trio was on the 8 hour highway ride to the place where the kindest people supposedly resided.
“Ontario, Canda,” Quintella repeated as she slammed on the pedal, speeding through the streets and weaving around the cars in their way.
“Quintella you’re going to get us a ticket! Slow down!” Bryan exclaimed as Quintella recklessly continued to drive through the traffic. “You’re going to kill us!”
“Maybe if you ask nicely, the Norse gods can revive us.” Quintella quipped, laughing slightly. “Why don’t we try it?”
“Quintella…slow down.” Arden called from the backseat.
“And who died and made you Queen of the gods?”
The bickering continued for hours until Arden fell asleep and they were across the borders and into Canda- Quintella having flirted her way through customs enforcement, and flashed meaningless pieces of paper at them. It took awhile and few driving switches but eventually Arden pulled into a quiet neighboorhood where a rickety house barely stood.
No need to do anything, I’ll be posting more later.
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