Ambrosia Styx To You

"Be my Queen..." He said to me, I looked up because he towered over me, it really did hurt to look at him sometimes because even if he was opaque compared to the world that I belonged to he always tried his best to be there black umbrella in hand, sunscreen on his pale milky skin, and dark mysterious air which was begrudgingly the thing that I loved the most about him.

He was the culmination of Daddy and Mommy problems added with sibling problems, he reminded me of me.

"I want to be yours..." He went on, I was in shock, how, what?

My brain went blank. It felt as deep as the Pacific Ocean but I was not from the Pacific but Passaic. I sucked on my Ambrosia shake, he thought I did not know what I was doing but I knew exactly that his Mango Lassi Ambrosia shake which he had prepared for me in the kitchen he randomly conjured up in this dark room which reminded me of the Room of Requirement from Harry Potter.

I was taken there after I made it. I ended up pinpointing the odd strange man that moved to my town after that Jack Black movie Be Kind Rewind was filmed in my local library. He moved the next day after the filming of the movie. I saw him in the library and found him peculiar and strange.

I understood that he was not human when he walked across the first floor without making a single sound as he glided across the floor and he tossed his hair every so often and looked like he was breathing on a timer every 3 minutes he made his lungs rise in a way that was unnatural and I hate to admit it but I became attracted to his oddness to his choice in books. He went to the older tomes in the nonfiction section.

I hate to admit it but I loved following him, he came every day like clock work 4 minutes after the library opened and I just observed him as I hid behind the counter helping the patrons that frequented the library, the traffic did become bigger but not as big as it was expected after a Jack Black movie that was filmed in your town by a French Director and the closeness to NYC and the fact we can see the city from our downtown we somehow felt connected to the pain that happened in 2001 it had been been only 7 years and well it felt like the world was finally going to do what the body does after 7 years with its cells but that doesn't mean we do not forget what happened, no, but rebuild and get inspired to build bigger and make a world that the dead could be proud but what do the fuck do I know I am just a librarian that gets high on the smell on old books and trees, but now this man whose name I did end up finding out when he was forced to sign up for a library card but the thing is that he acts like he never heard of what a library card is then I remembered what my heart and my gut have been telling me all along.

I was face to face with a Kami of some sort, some sort of God, Demon, Angelic, divine being but based on the clues that I got after I took his wallet from him because he did not know which one was his ID, he mentioned his assistant must have put it in his purse. Guys, he called it a PURSE! I understood then that this man was not an English native speaker even though he looked like he fit the bill.

He must be one of those exotic white people, my brain thought. Me being Chicana, Mexican American was raised basically in a land close to NYC that was filled with minorities and according to my aunt when she came from Mexico it was not as easy to not speak English as it is now. I remembered how hard I worked to study English after 9/11 I was so scared to live in that area that I worked really hard to learn English to get out of that area but yet it is 2008 and I am still here even Jack Black came here and filmed a movie but I have not been able to just say good bye to Passaic I guess I will just stay here until the apocalypse.

" What if that apocalypse came to find you?" He said as I held the library card that I was trying to hand him some time had passed since I took his information from his wallet, it was odd and not lived in as if he never took it out as if it was a prop. I waited for him to take the card from me but he was not paying attention to my hand but he did not break eye contact with me. I cleared my throat. He snapped out of it and came to reality the way he was looking at me though it was not creepy it was with longing yes but it was also tender and loving. No one in this life has ever looked at me with that devotion and that admiration but the this is I do not know this guy and I decided to totally ignore the question but I felt a pull from him and I moved my hand away quickly and the card fell on the counter, it was a metal card and it made a haunting sound as it made contact with the floor, the sound echoed through the library.

"You did not answer my question." He said curtly as I was trying to esquivar his eyes that were constantly tracking me as if I was some sort of rabbit that he was in the hunt for and I knew it wasn't no Elmer Fudd type of huntin' goin' around here but the Playboy Bunny type and do not get me wrong I would love to get to know the guy he is incredible looking but that was the issue!

He was not a human walking in a human suit and looking at me like I was his bride to be and he thought that I was not going to be able to tell that I was standing in front of a very very old spirit and yet I did not feel fear from him unlike I did from other darker spirits instead this was sadness, he was a whole big sad emo boy that I wanted to mend.

Oh, fuck me. I am dead.

"Because there was no answer to be given sir." Is all I ended up saying after many minutes of standing there and him not leaving it got awkward and since it is a school day there was only me and the elder lady that has been around here since before I was born so she knows the old Passaic and tells me stories of how good times were and if I remember the 90s I remember how good times were economically sans the whole oops I came on her dress type of thing while she was trying to smoke my cigar that costed us tax money that we were starting to see where that spending went now in 2008 prices going up exponentially and gas almost 4 dollars a gallon it is insane! Groceries have gone up 50% and now I am overthinking because this random man is standing over here telling me that the apocalypse came to me.

"Why do you think that groceries are up 50%?" He asked as a matter of fact, I did not understand what I heard so I turned around and just asked, "What?"

"Nothing, sorry I just moved here from Greece and I heard from a couple that came in the library before I came in that the groceries were 50%" He added, by this point I knew his name and where he lived, he lived in the house across the street from the old church that I used to hang out when I was in high school where one of the boys tried to have a feel at me but I was too broken to understand that a boy could actually have a crush on me and since I had just gotten out of a bad situation with my family I was traumatized up the ass not that I would mind if this man right here railed me up the ass right now. I honestly felt like I was bewitched or something or if I was somehow getting other timelines where he and I actually were a thing bleeding into this one and as soon as I said it I saw the drip come out of the side of the film that we live in because as more and more I keep going into doing my whole spiritual work as my Spirit Guides called it. I found out that this world is like a game which is like on film or something for all the other beings in other timelines and universes to see so basically this is like the Truman Show.

I ended up finding that answer the night before and now this man pops into my library and is like, "Knock, Knock, Knock, who is there? The Apocalypse that is who."

"Ni madres." He said, imitating something that I would say, was it because he touched me and was able to suck my language out of me? I step back. "Yes, I did suck the language out of you. I understand that perhaps it is not the way that you wanted it sucked out of you but that could be arranged if you want I mean just because The Apocalypse is out there and about to kill more than 6 million people doesn't mean we cannot just fuck around a little bit and find out?"

I looked at him scornfully. "You been in my head?!"

"Well of course I have been in your head? You are my wife!"

"The fuck is this shit? What the hell you mean your wife? I am my own wife, not yours."

He sighs. "I do not have much time, you were taken here by Apocalypse so that he can use you against me in order to try to steal my kingdom from me and if he does that will be the end for Earth and the Celestial Kingdom and I need you to help me stop Apocalypse and the 4 Horsemen."

I put the books down that I was fixing because I was trying to move away from him but he was following me around the library and had cornered me but I was able to slip away and put some books away as he started to talk to me about the impending doom of the world.

"My name is Hades and you are Persephone, my wife and the Queen of Hell."

I laugh and just close the door on him but he keeps talking but instead of my head. I keep telling him to stay away from my head but he keeps on and then I open the office door to yell, " I am not a queen if anything I would be an Empress to impress now keep the fuck out!" My tone was so loud that he flew across the library and he hit the books and slid down as he was sliding down the robe that had previously looked like it was flying away from his body because of the force now was like a pool of dark blood under him because the force unrobed him.

"Undressing me with sound waves; that is a new one. I thought we had tried it all Persephone, I really, really, can get behind this one my love, my Empress."