Prologue: It's the End of the World As We Know It
Apollo paced in front of me, looking positively livid. "You're going to get her killed!"
"It's not my fault if she makes decisions that wind her up in less than stellar predicaments." I reminded him.
"But why now?" He asked, still fuming. "Out of all the times you could have picked a champion, especially one of my kids, you had to pick one right as we get thrown into what is probably going to be the most gory and violent conflict yet!"
"That's exactly why!" I snapped back, having explained this to him a number of times. "This gets her away from it! She can't be killed during the war if she isn't around to be in it. This is a favor, not a hindrance."
"This is far from a favor!" He roared, slamming his fist down on my desk as he put his face close to mine. "You've sent her to her execution." Apollo growled, his breath smelled of fire and anger. I knew this was pushing him too far, but I also knew that he didn't understand that I was protecting my daughter as much as his.
"She doesn't have to take on my championship." I remained cool as I reminded him. "If she says no, she's all yours."
"Like she's going to say no." Apollo said as he walked towards the door of my library. "You're destroying part of these camps' only chance at survival."
"Really?" I asked, watching him walk out of the door. "I think I'm making her stronger."
And now we move on to part two. The adventure continues Sept. 7th.
