The Quest for Six Heads

We had to write a myth for English class and this was the one I turned in....

Morning after morning since the beginning of our punishment, we have sat here. The six of us never find anything of interest. We grow bored, and we have nothing to occupy our time. Morning after morning it is the same. We all wake each other and growl in unison at the hollow pit that is our stomach. About the same time, our dear sister Charybdis is waking. We let out a loud snarl, which is replied to by a wave that splatters the ceiling of our cave; our sister is hungry, too. I look out of the opening to the cave and across the horizon. Our island is beautiful; too bad it’s only used as a trap for food.

The six of us together make up the monster Scylla, but in truth, we are each our own person, or at least we were each our own person until our day of punishment. We were once beautiful maidens, sisters, with six of us in number: Atalanta, Ambrosia, Anaklusmos, Agape, Argyros, and Aspasia. We were seductresses looking to make love to beautiful men, mortal or immortal. Fickle are the gods, and naïve are the mortals. Zeus descended to me, Atalanta, in disguise and we slept together.

Hera heard of our affair and was furious. She sentenced us all to life as an ugly beast with a love now for only one thing, human flesh. So rare is a meal that I have forgotten the taste of flesh and blood.

This morning, however, was different from all other mornings. Just as the rosy fingers of dawn spread over the horizon, Anaklusmos growled, waking us all. I shook my head to clear my vision and saw on the horizon a ship making its way toward us. I shook my head again, but this was no hallucination. Food had arrived.

My sisters and I withdrew to the darkest recesses of our cave, for we knew the routine. As the voices approached, Agape, our unspoken leader, grinned and winked, the signal for us to attack. It was complete madness on the deck below. About fifty fully-armed men were waiting for us. Argyros was so hungry she forgot everything else, and she barely had time to grab her food before the man fell to the deck below, taking my sister’s head with him. The others were killed soon after. Two swipes and Aspasia met her death, five more and Agape’s head fell to the ship below, one more and Ambrosia, too, joined my other sisters. It was up to Anaklusmos and me to defeat these sailors. We made quick work. It only took us a few attacks to devour all of the men and most of their ship. It wasn’t until then that I realized men kept coming from the cellars below. I wish I knew how Anaklusmos met her end, but I know not. Her head lay floating in the water below, her mouth still snarling for food.

How was I to live without my sisters? I was not. I made a sloppy sweep for a man and the last memory I have is of sister Charybdis growling. She would take care of the rest of the men for us.

The Titans

The Titans were more powerful than even the gods. They ruled the era before the gods and the mortals of the time hated it. There are little if any accounts of life under the reign of the titans, but it is not difficult to surmise that it was literally living hell. The Titan king Kronus (also spelled Cronus) was a ruthless ruler who cared for nobody but himself.
The story of Kronus is this:
Kronus was told by an oracle that one day a son would be born unto him and his wife Rhea whom would destroy him. (So naturally instead of just not making love with his wife anymore, Kronus must eat every son that is born to him.) He ate his own sons until one day Rhea had a son without his knowledge. She named this son Zeus and hid it from her husband. When he asked where the child was, she wrapped a rock in poison and blankets and told him that this was her son. He consumed it and began to retch and writhe violently. Zeus, now of age to fight, came sweeping in to assist the Lord of Time to his inevitable death. He chopped his father into tiny pieces and cast him into the pits of Tartarus, where he would remain for eternity.

The Ultimate Epic Poem: The Odyssey

Have you ever read the Odyssey by Homer? If not then you will have no clue what I'm talking about, but if you have, you'll understand completely. In the Odyssey, Odysseus is a hero who is returning from Troy to his home in Ithaca, but something goes wrong and instead of it taking him 20 days to sail home, it takes him 20 years.
Along the way he ticks off monsters, gods, and humans alike in order to get home to his wife Penelope and 20-year-old son Telemachus. If you ask me, Odysseus isn't a hero, he's a jerk of a man, an awful leader, and an even worse husband. There is no way I would ever marry a slime like him!
While Odysseus is on his way home he takes not so brief detours on the islands of two seductresses: Circe and Calypso. He stays and sleeps with both of them for over a year each time. Upon his arrival back home in Ithaca, he has the nerve to go undercover and see if his wife has cheated on him all this time or not. The nerve of him! He's away sleeping with goddesses, and while it was no easy journey, he has the nerve to see if his wife was faithful to him!! Odysseus is a jerk and there are so many better heroes that people should look up to.

Some of these heroes are mentioned in the following video:

http://www.schooltube.com/video/274b1c13e33c4ac1afd2/The-Heroes-of-Greek-Mythology

The Twelve Olympians

The Twelve Olympians
This is a video on The Twelve Olympians of Greek Mythology.
Enjoy!

The Big Three

The Big Three is a term in Greek Mythology used to describe the Three Brothers or main power holders in the immortal world. The Big Three are Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, sons of Cronus and Rhea. When the Three Brothers overthrew Cronus and cast him away, they divided the world into three parts: the sky/Olympus, the oceans, and the Underworld. Zeus chose first and picked the sky and Olympus. He had a hunger for power and felt he would do an excellent job as king of all. Poseidon chose next and picked the oceans. This left Hades with one choice, the Underworld. Ashamed of his domain, he withdrew himself from Olympus and suffered alone in the Underworld.

On Olympus, Zeus chose his sister Hera as his queen. She was faithful to him, as she was the goddess of marriage and pregnant women, but the same could not be said for him. Zeus was a powerful god and everyone wanted him for their own. He was bombarded by women and was very easily persuaded to make love and have children with them.

In the world’s vast oceans, Poseidon ruled over all the creatures, both the very real and the mythological monsters alike. He controlled the tides, the trade winds, and even the course of ships. He was a kind man, creating the horse out of sea foam as a gift to the humans. It was said that on a long journey one must pray to Poseidon for safe passage on the sea.

The Underworld was a dark and gloomy place, and Hades was shameful that he was the king of it. He constantly searched for a partner to come along, but who would want to marry the king of the dark, hell-hold of the Underworld? Hades tricked his wife into marrying him. Persephone, daughter of Demeter, goddess of the harvest, was in the fields with her mother one afternoon. She ate six seeds of a lustrous pomegranate, and those six seeds represent the six months of the year she must stay in the Underworld with Hades. It is a common misconception that Hades is an evil god; this is not true.