Chapter 1: The Different Styx
"What the hell did you just say? He's a Styx?" Molly's sister Amy shouted at her. Molly shrugged, and looked out the window. "You tell me you've met someone, and that he's really nice and the perfect guy for you. I thought, 'Oh, how nice!' But then you tell me he's a Styx. A Styx, Molly!"
"Yes, he's a Styx. But not an ordinary one, I promise!"
"You know about the Styx, don't you? You remember how they took your friend when you were a kid, just because he stole an apple? What was his name again? Something with a 'G', wasn't it? Anyway, I have no idea what they did to him, but I'm sure it wasn't good. Do you want the same to happen to you, or what?"
Molly rolled her eyes. She loved her sister, sure. But Amy had always been this overprotective, and Molly hated it. She wished she were the oldest of them instead. But she wasn't. Amy was 25 and shewas only 19, and therefore, Molly always had to fight to get her way. "Of course not!" Molly shouted back, and looked her sister in the eyes.
"Molly, you're so stupid! Have I ever told you so?" Molly's sister sighed. Yes, you have, Molly thought, but she didn't say anything. Amy continued, "I'm not beautiful. I think you probably got all the good-looking genes, and I must admit I'm really jealous of you for that. So please, please, don't throw your gift away. You can get almost any guy you want from the Colony."
"But I don't want anyone else but him!" Molly objected. But Amy didn't listen to her, as usual.
"What about Michael? You know, that good-looking guy. He's Annie's son, isn't he?"
"He's a jerk," Molly muttered.
"How about Eric? He's…"
"I said, I don't want anyone else but him!" Molly stood up, and crossed her arms over her chest to show her sister she wasn't going to change her mind. "I thought you of all people would understand! That's why I told you first. But I guess I was wrong."
Amy sighed again, and Molly could tell from her expression that she gave up. "You're so stupid…" she repeated quietly. Molly smiled triumphantly, and was just leaving when Amy asked, "What's his name?"
"Eddie", Molly replied. "His name is Eddie." Then she left her sister's house.
Eddie, she thought. He was so different. He wasn't like a Styx at all; the only similarity was his appearance. He looked like a Styx, but he truly was much better than the rest.
They had met two months ago. Molly had been shopping, and in her hands she carried two huge shopping bags. Suddenly, one of them had broken open and all the groceries had fallen out. And then he was there, just like that. She didn't even see him, but he'd emerged from the shadows, quiet as a cat. At first, she'd been extremely scared. Styx weren't to be played with. They didn't often hang out in her parts of the Colony (they usually concentrated more on the middle parts) and if they did, they never let anyone see them. So Molly had been shocked when the Styx stooped to help her pick up her groceries. She'd stared at him with wide eyes and an open mouth. He didn't even notice till he was finished. Then he'd turned his attention towards her.
"Hello," was all he'd said. He had helped her carry her bags home, and then he'd disappeared. But he returned a couple of times afterwards, and they got to know each other. Molly frowned when she thought about it. All of this business with Eddie really was crazy, and if someone had told her a year ago that she would fall in love with a Styx, she would have laughed.
But it was true. She was in love. With a Styx. And his name was Eddie. What a sweet name, Molly thought and smiled to herself.