Mythical Creature Hippocampus Novels & Stories

He looks very serious, looks like he’s going to kill those unknown with his sharp looks. I think I’ve seen them before, in a book or on the internet. I do guess they are centaurs, a half human, half horse mythical creature. They have the body of a horse and the torso, head, and arms of a man. They were considered to be the children of Iion, king of the Lapiths, and Nephele, a cloud made in the image of Hera. “Hey Moha.” I whispered. “Why?” He asked. “I think I do know what they are.” I said.

And then the darkness pulled me down again. Jumping up in bed, I woke up abruptly. That damn kelpie. Kelpies were magical aquatic creatures that took the form of horses and lured people into the water, where they attacked and bitten the victim. If I knew there were freaking kelpies Bay, I would never did not open the entrance to the water. I was destined to end my life as a fish snack.

It’s a good thing that we came prepared. “This place is creepy.” Kai drug out the word creepy. I have to agree with him. Neither of us got any rest last night. We kept hearing strange sounds. Moaning and screams from things we have never experienced before. We saw a faceless spirit looking thing last night. I believe they are called a Hupia, although I can’t be certain that’s what it really was. It didn’t bother us, but this place seems to be filled with them. Something else that we have come across is a Morko. It is an elemental Ooze type creature. They are freaky as hell but the only way they could hurt you is to love you to death. We have also crossed paths with a few dangerous creatures,

"It's a Chrysopoeia sea serpent!" The black staff housed a Chrysopoeia creature! Godtools typically had their resident beings, but it was uncommon for Chrysopoeia creatures to submit themselves as resident beings of another's Godtool. They would usually opt for self-destruction. The sea serpent, ruler of water, effortlessly plucked the Cambrian Python from the depths, creating a massive wave that swallowed the python whole. Onlookers witnessed the sea serpent tearing the python apart, swaggering briefly before dissipating like a wisp of smoke.

And though Byron had a hard time recognizing what kind of animal it took form from, I - on the other hand - immediately recognized it. The front part of the creature was a horse, while the other half was a very long tail of a fish. But it was as taller than any land horse I have seen, and Byron and I were utterly towered by it. With its piercing glowing eyes, it studied us like we were a couple of interesting monkeys. I have only heard of the mythical creature in books and fictional movies, but looking at it, I was almost certain that it was the same creature. A Kelpie.

It moved with an eerie fluidity that defied its massive size. Pelin gripped my arm, her breath shallow. “Tell me that’s not real,” she whispered. “It’s real,” I said, forcing myself to look. “And it’s not alone.” Capricorn, the sea goat, swam alongside it. Half-beast, half-fish, its spiraling horns cut through the water with terrifying grace. Its muscular upper body merged into a powerful, scaled tail, propelling it forward like a nightmare from the depths of the ocean.

The beeping of the monitor remains steady. “Brain response?” the doctor asks. “Faint. But there’s a change,” the nurse replies. “It’s registering activity in the hippocampus.” Dr. Maxwell’s eyes widen slightly, and he leans forward to check the graph. “That’s... unexpected.” He thought to himself, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts. ***************** Meanwhile, In the grand halls of a gigantic estate hidden deep in the forest of the Northern Region, there resided the one and only vampire king, lord Draluke.

And then the sea exploded. A shape rose behind the boat—towering, serpent-thick, covered in barnacles and blind white eyes. A god—or something older. The deck tilted violently. Waves battered the ship like fists. Maya grabbed Halrik and Jonas, pulling them toward the interior hatch as the sky broke with rain. “We have to go! Now!” But Halrik was still weeping. “You brought her up. You brought it up. You fed the trench…” And Jonas, pale as death, said, “That thing—it’s not done. It’s hunting. It knows your name.”

The Leviathans had retreated back into the deep, leaving behind nothing but broken bone-shards and the smell of the abyss. But the danger wasn't over. Standing in the center of the harbor floor, on a patch of sand that should have been under sixty feet of water, was a man. He was dressed in robes of living kelp and pearls, his skin a pale, translucent blue. His hair was long and white, flowing as if he were still underwater. This was Oceanus, the Fourth Brother. He didn't look like Malakai or Valerius. He looked sad. He looked like a man who had been lonely for a thousand years. He held a trident of black coral, its three points dripping with a liquid that looked like liquid shadow.

I heard another say, as it created another vortex in the water to collect most of the fishes again into its month. "IT IS A GIANT OCTOPUS!" Alpha Abbadon said, as I looked back at him. He seemed shocked to see it like the rest of us. Was this why it was called the Great Mésis Sea? Was this why there were no records of werewolves crossing the sea ever documented? Alpha Abbadon was right, it had the tentacles of an octopus but its head was still submerged underneath the water. I wonder how vicious it would look like if it emerged from the water fully.