'After King Minos died, Daedalus returned to his labyrinth. At his 'labyrinth Daedalus meet a hero, a son of Hades named Hegaraw. When Hegaraw ran into Daedalus they decided to become friends and meet together many times. After Hegaraw heard how Daedalus’s son had died many years ago he showed Daedalus how to contact dead spirits from the underworld. Daedalus was very happy and pleased, in fact he introduced his son to Hegaraw many times. One time though when he was talking to his son alone.
“Hello dad!” Icarus said.
“Son!” Daedalus replied happily, “You must listen to me better, this is why you are dead.” Daedalus finished that thought aloud angrily.
Icarus replied sadly, “I’m sorry father, I was bewitched by my scene of freedom.”
Daedalus was now displeased, “You need to listen more!”
Daedalus loved his son and was shocked and sad at how quickly this re-meeting his son had turned around quite quickly. Daedalus though knew that this was improper behaviour for a boy of his sons age. He was raising his hand to hit him, the proper punishment for this when, “Rawwwr!” Icarus thought that was a peculiar noise for a slap. He didn’t feel the slap although he got used to not feeling mortals when they reach towards him or attempt to hand him something , they usually go through him. Icarus then realized that his father was frozen
in place, frozen with fear. he could see it in his fathers old wise eyes.
“Father!” Icarus shouted.
Another roar. Icarus was scared of the noise and finally turned around deciding even if it was a monster it couldn’t hurt him and he would try to help his dad as best as he could. When he turned around he saw a large bull standing on it’s hind legs. The Minotaur! The minotaur is a monster that Minos created and put into the labyrinth that Daedalus created. Icarus instantly noticed the creature when he turned around. The father, son duo instantly appeared in the labyrinth somehow.
“Pan,” Icarus said to himself, “He’s my only hope to get out of here other then my dad if he ever recovers his consciousness.”
Pan is the God of all Satyrs. Many people believe he died in the labyrinth somehow, Satyrs believe though that he is alive and in hiding.
Icarus called three more times “Pan! Pan! Pan?”
“Are you there?” Icarus asked. I can’t leave my dad here to get Pan can I, He thought in his head. “I must go,” Icarus Whispered to himself, “It’s the only way.” Icarus wailed and moaned through the tunnels of hallways and the corridors of deep darkness.
“Rowrrrrrrrr!” the Minotaur grouched after one of Icarus’s turns into an opening.
Icarus then realized that the Minotaur was five dark tunnels back. He entered the opening. It smelled like that of a deep, large, huge forest. Icarus instantly knew that if he could smell something like this when he was dead,
“Pan!” Pan was on a large throne made out of vines, fungi, and ferns. Pan shook his head in approval to his name. “My father, Daedalus I need to get hi out of here,” Icarus told Pan the god of the wilderness, “He’s an alive mortal and the creator of this maze but has fallen unconscious! If you could please just help show me the way out I can get help,” Pan looked like he disregarded him and didn’t even care or notice that he was there.
“Please,” Icarus pleaded, “I need you to help.”
Pan did nothing. Icarus knew not to mess with a god (even a dead one) because something terrible could happen to you. Icarus turned away moping and crying to himself. Pan snapped his fingers and a huge tremor went about the labyrinth. Daedalus (still unconscious) and Icarus where instantly at the front door of the labyrinth with the transportation of Pan, who was still there with them.
“Thank you Pan,” Icarus said and bowed to the deceased god.
“Your welcome,” Pan said, “Now leave!”
You just saved my dad and you start being harsh to me! Why is this Pan?” Icarus questioned.
“The tremor is because when I transport myself from place to place the Minotaur shall know where I’m going to, therefor the tremor was actually here although you fell it every inside of this.. This... This Labyrinth.” Pan answered, “I was saying go so that your dad would not be eaten by the time you come back with help.”
Icarus bowed again, “Thank you Pan. I just thought you were not happy.”
Icarus then started to run. Who to? Who to? Hegaraw! He went straight to Hegaraw and told him the following, “Hegaraw!”
“What is it young boy?’
“My father! He’s at the... I’m starting to fade!”
“My dad Hades doesn’t like people gone for to long! He’s calling you back! Tell me quick!” Hegaraw said.
“He’s at the labyrin-” Icarus faded.
“No!” Hegaraw shouted, “I must go now.” Hegaraw said while running from the alley he was talking to Icarus at.
Hegaraw run to the labyrinth and when he was behind it complete opposite side he was getting a large headache.
“Many People have died here,” Hegaraw said, “How could Minos stand this? Oh no! I’m too late!”
Hegaraw sensed from the side now that Daedalus is dead. Should I go, he thought to himself. I’ll be alone.... I won’t have any help.. I must. Hegaraw walked up to the front door slowly to see a few organs and Daedalus’s robe left on the entrance. He stood frozen.
“Icarus and his dad are reunited at last. I’ll stay in contact with them,” Hegaraw finished, hearing the roar of the minotaur in the background walking into the labyrinth.