A Hero's Journey Short Story

My heart wasn’t with him and it had been this way since the moment he brought me home to his apartment above the garage the day we were wed. I had at this point given up fighting to free myself and sunk deep into my thoughts. Upon remembering the day we met I could recall almost every detail about him; from the twinkle in his eyes to the gleam of his golden watch. There was a gleam of hope which I saw when I looked at him much unlike the strain and exhaustion I see as he lurks in the grey shadows of the garage. Though I detested this awful place, it was not New York I longed to adventure away from, it was him. Him and his oh-so ordinary ways. I wished to live a life of the extravagant and the bold, a life with Tom, a life that was not

I kept the pedal to the metal and the shifter at sixth gear as I scanned the freeway looking for a white paneled van that contained something that should have been put in the facility and guarded along with the other things. It wasn’t until now that they finally tracked it, and it was heading east on I-70. The engine of my Superbird roared as I accelerated, just like back in the good old days when Kay was driving it. It has seen many missions and had driven almost a hundred thousand miles in its existence and yet still ran like a champ.

Tree seedlings, called woodsprites, control the plot and the actions of the Na’vi, propelling the plot when possible, along with the archetypes of the evil figures. Jake was following Neytiri back to her camp, with her telling him to leave the whole time. Suddenly, a bunch of woodsprites landed on Jake, causing Neytiri to let him accompany her to the camp. This propelled the plot forward since it made Jake get allowed into the camp and continue his hero’s journey. Without this happening, Jake wouldn’t have been able to help the Na’vi or even join them in the final battle for their lives. He probably would have ended up being killed by them. Earlier in Avatar, Jake was wandering around in the forest, and Neytiri was preparing to kill him.

There was no denying it; the walls of Malwrath were insurmountable to the legion. Even the almighty Zues trembled at the sight of such a city, for even his divine aid could not overcome Cerberus, the monstrous guard of the underworld. The stench of death proliferated from the nearby river canals; Hades, hated by gods and men alike, was at work again, spreading his diseases and suffering like a plague upon his realm.

A couple weeks later Gus was admitted into the hospital and the cancer was affecting his whole body and shutting everything down. He had to be in a wheelchair because; the cancer had spread to his legs. Over the next couple of weeks he was living his life to the fullest, Hazel and Gus were so happy they lived every moment together and then Gus passed away later that month. Hazel was so broken and sad she did not know what to do with her life anymore. She went to his funeral and she was asked to speech so she said whatever; to make his parents happy. After, she got done with the funeral sje went home and the movie ended with her being happy

For a moment the ship stayed just floating in space then it began its steep descent into the deep dark trenches of space. The ship fell for what felt like years until it finally crashed on a hard surface. Kamila, who had bloody nose and left leg was completely shattered, looked around at the now wrecked ship. The entire back of the craft was flattened the only that was visible was the long trail of blood trickling down. Kamila slowly crawled to the intercom and dialed 33284 on the intercom. Nothing happened. She dialed again and again and again and again and once more and another, but… nothing happened. She sat staring at the blank intercom in complete disbelief then she began to sob. Now realizing she was stranded in space with no one to help, and little oxygen left she began to sob harder and harder until she began hyperventilating. While wiping her tears something caught her eye, there was a piece of a spacecraft outside. But it wasn’t a piece of her spacecraft… it was another spacecraft. “How could it be though,” she thought, “ what other spacecraft has cras-...” She didn’t even finish her thought before realizing. She looked down at the intercom once more and understood that 30 years no calls were received because the calls weren’t meant to be received.  She realized that the call she just made didn’t go through not because it was busted but because it wasn’t made to go through. She realized what Joe meant when he said that she would find out eventually what 33284 meant. And as she sat there all bloodied and wounded, she realized she wasn’t sent out to find life on Mars she was sent to

Jurit-ha was dragged off the transport and led through the ship until he brought into a large well decorated office. He was thrown into a very roughhewn chair, he tried to get comfortable and he was scared. He waited for what he thought was forever, and then one of the largest Xneontan’s he had ever seen walked in and sat behind the large desk.

Rubert set the ship to autopilot. He was going to Earth to rescue his father and try and find a way to reverse the effects on his planet from the human made bomb. He decided to explore this large Earth spacecraft since it would be a while until he reached Earth. Earth was in the Milky Way Galaxy which was approximately one million lightyears away from the Nova Galaxy where his planet Rotonia was located. This distance, determined by the computer, would take about a week to travel. So until he reached Earth he wanted to learn more about this Earth technology. Rubert double checked the controls and computer screens to make sure the course was set for Earth. Everything seemed to be on point and so he decided to wander around the ship a bit.

Timothy Lawrence could feel the massive space station shudder as it started to be pulled towards the surface of that hated planetb Pandora. As soon as he saw Jack’s face appear on all the monitors in their apartment he had gone to his computer to try to get the digital man’s attention. Thus far, he had been unsuccessful and now, for some reason, Helios was going down.

-“‘The 14 minutes between initial failure of the leg and the rig’s eventual capsize left a window in which most of the personnel on board could have escaped, given a more effective command structure. But it would seem that no one took charge that night.’-(Officer of the Watch, 2013)”[2]

The exploration cruiser crew were wishing they weren’t in the white and orange and REALLY battered freighter known as The Exploration Cruiser. They were wishing about hanging out at planet D-X38, meeting their humanoid friends and drinking Coke at the diner. But no, NASA needed information about aliens (both hostile and docile) and planets beyond Voyager 1 and Voyager 2’s reach. It was very boring, and they had lots of unfortunate run-ins with the hostile Zarkians. Luckily, they escaped from most of them. Before long Zarkians started targeting the T.E.C. The captain suddenly said groggily, “What’s that? Is that mission control? No wait. . . . It’s something else!” The lieutenant said,” We’ve got to make contact with them! Okay, Special Exploration Squad, get into Pod

It was a normal day, he made them laugh to the extent that milk poured out of the Captain’s nose; he then proceeded down the corridor towards the main deck whilst talking to Sulu. That’s when his day changed. An explosion came from the main core, he ran down with his Captain and Scotty to see the extent of the damage; the rest is history.

"Lord Xemnas believes he'll be able to replicate the results of Vexen's last experiment, but with the absence of memories. As always, you should try to find that

As Renegade walked into the command room it was buzzing with activity, almost like what he imagined the inside of a brain to be like. Men with clipboards rushed back and forth from the room like nerves, connecting the rest of the body with the newly discovered information and eliciting excitement. Through the enormous glass window on the bow of the ship Renegade could make out Mars, they would be arriving in minutes.

He locked his helmet and coasted to the exit area. Inside, he released the depressurization hatch, waiting as the air equalized to the nothingness outside of the ship. He, too impatient, was in an uplifted intensity and tears began clogging his eyes. He shook his head to relieve it. He would not let his mind loose with all seventy-years’ worth of bottled-up emotions until he and Huam were hand in hand. After recalling and completing the procedure to exit the ship to the dot, he pulled open the exit flap and, for the first time ever, drifted into the vacuum of space.