I just wanna say that I do NOT own Percy Jackson or any of the characters in it. I only own those characters that I made.
So, I'll admit that this story is gonna be quite long, it is a multi-chapter one.
I hope you enjoy! Btw, this is my first story.
The Descendant of Three
Chapter 1: Risen dead and the Goddess of the Hunt
The sound of hooves clopping ever faster on stone cleared my mind of anything else. My hearting beat faster than it ever had. My entire body was freezing over from exhaustion.
I couldn't outrun them, no matter how long I ran. Why not just use my remaining energy to fight back?
I barred the wooden doors behind me. I'd reached a wide room, completely empty apart from a small, uncomfortable looking bed. Perfect for a battle.
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The shadows around me lengthened and came together. A shape began to form from the ground, like watching a waterfall recede.
I gasped. Standing in front of me was a familiar, white haired figure. It had a sword in one hand and what looked like a blueprint in the other.
"You called my lord?" The voice was calm and content.
"Dedalus…" I breathed.
BOOM
"Could you help me out with some of these monsters?"
I hastily explained what was about to crash through that door.
Dedalus didn't look too pleased that I had created the beasts myself.
"The fusing of monsters and spirits is no small matter, Son of Hades"
I had my retort ready but before I could even open my mouth, the door was knocked off its hinges.
A horrible shriek rent the air and half a dozen skeletal green horses broke into the room.
The largest glared at me. Its glassy purple eyes filled with knowing hatred.
"I'll take the three on the right!" yelled Dedalus and he charged into battle, blueprint held aloft.
Fortunately for me, the big one was on the right side. I drew my sword and charged into battle. When the battle was finished, we were both gasping for breath. Dedalus had been a pretty good swordsman in life, so he wasn't really that hurt, just a few scratches on his misty form.
The room was messed up; spider webs, piles of bones and pieces of cloth (that I realized later happened to be own favorite black shirt).
"Are-are you alright?" I asked Dedalus, looking at his wounds.
"I am already deceased, Son of Hades, you should worry more about yourself"
I looked at myself. A cut I'd received from one of the creatures was bleeding slightly. The wound was turning purple.
"Poison, we must see to it imm-"with the sound of a shadow exhaling Dedalus turned into black vapory liquid and sank through the stone floor, leaving me alone with a poisoned arm.
"Great" I winced at the pain as I lifted my arm. I started towards the other door at the opposite side of the room, where I could see daylight from under the crack under the door.
I fell to the ground with a thump.
I laughed and picked myself up…or at least, tried to. My whole body had stiffened up, frozen. I couldn't lift and arm or even my head.
I'm dead, I thought
Suddenly the room filled with a blinding, silver light and I instinctively closed my eyes. I'd become more accustomed to gods appearing in their true form quite a lot the se past three years.
When I opened them again, I saw a beautiful figure wearing a short, gleaming dress that barely reached the girl's knees. She had eyes as bright and cold as the full moon on a clear night. She looked young, around my age I suppose, thirteen.
"Lady Artemis" I managed to croak.
"I thought I felt a disturbance in the wild and the monsters" She knelt next to me and touched my cheek with her soft, cool hand "Tell me, why did you create such a creature?"
I blushed.
"I-" my whole body shuddered. A stab of pain ran through my bones.
Artemis bent lower and kissed my forehead, instantly banishing the poison from my body, I could feel it clearing.
"Rest, be cured, Nico di Angelo"
And my eyes closed, dropping into the endless darkness.
Yeah, it's pretty damn short. I know it's not that great either, but I kinda just uploaded it :P
So please review, I don't really mind any criticism because it could help me out :D
