MAGNUS

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

Magnus P.O.V.

I wasn't a big fan of McDonalds in the past, I was more of a Fadlan™ sponsor anyways. Percy was inhaling food, as always. He was like a demigod-vacuum, sucking in cheeseburgers faster than Alex the cheetah. The two guys across the table, Carter and Jason, were eating their burgers respectively.

"Man I almost never get to eat these in Brooklyn," Carter said, as he chewed on a giant piece of fry.

Percy's hand sneaked towards Carter's fries, aiming to get a piece, but Jason beat him to it, zapping his finger in the process.

"Ow!," Percy held his hand, cradling it like a newborn baby. "Seriously, Jason. I had that fry."

Carter cast a spell on them, and both were wrapped up in mummy linen. He took the empty fry container gingerly, and looked over at me.

"You want anything while I'm at the counter?"

I shook my head.

He walked away, crumpling the fry container in his hand.

My phone rang in my pocket, and I cursed. I brought out my new cellphone, the screen showing me Alex's face, a smirk evident as she brushed her green hair out of her face.

"Hello, Alex?"

A few muffled grunts on the other side, an ow, and Alex replied, "Magnus…you better come back to Valhalla…we-I…need to tell you something."

I looked over at Percy and Jason, both struggling in mummy linen, earning weird looks from the stewardess.

"Can't you tell it over the phone?"

I heard her sigh in exasperation, "I can't…it's too…personal."

I saw Carter coming over, a tray full of fries and coke in his hand.

"Okay, I'm on my way." I hung up the phone and put it back in my pocket.

Percy and Jason shrugged out of the mummy linen, glaring at Carter as he ate fries.

"I got to go guys," I said. Then I ran outside and back to Valhalla.

-Valhalla

Alex was waiting for me at my room, a scrunched-up, slightly burned letter in her hands. Tears were in her eyes, and her green & pink sweater was wet with tears.

"Alex?"

She looked at me, and then she fell to the ground with a sick 'thud'. A black figure stood behind her, shadows emanating around it.

"Magnus Chase…you are nothing…before me." Then he took Alex's hand and raised her in the air.

I yelled in rage, grabbing Jack from my neck, as he transformed, and I charged the figure.

He threw Alex at me, as I went down, Alex was heavier than I thought. Then he grabbed me by the neck, and pinned me against a wall. Jack lay lifeless in my hand, his runes glowed oily black.

"W-what have you done…," I asked.

Darkness around him swirled, showing a line of perfect teeth.

"I am killing everyone you love…Magnus Chase."

His grip on my neck became tighter, dark spots swam across my vision. But I was in Valhalla right? I would die, then be resurrected again…right?

But something was different, something churned in my stomach…if I die now…that was it.

"But…why…why kill everyone I love…"

He laughed deeply, letting go of me as I clutched my sore throat.

"You have no idea what your kind has done to this world. Love…is overrated." He spat at me, dark spit that ebbed into my bones.

"That should keep you poisoned for now."

Then he left me on the floor, withering to die. My skin was turning black, oily and dark. Like Odin's ravens…

I called on the Power of Frey, letting healing slip into my body. I sighed in relief as the darkness oozed out of my body, pooling onto the floor.

Eery silence echoed around me, and I noticed…Valhalla seemed…empty. I rushed to T.J.'s room, knocking on his door. Nobody answered.

I opened the door, and found black ooze all over the place. On his rifle, his videogames, even in his underwear.

That man, that…beast. He had done this.

I brought out my phone, dialing Annabeth. But a cold voice whispered to me, that same voice.

"I told you…Magnus Chase. I will destroy everything you love…including those around you."

I threw the phone at a nearby wall, shattering it to pieces.

"Why…why? Who ordered you…to do this?," I sank to the ground, tears falling from my eyes.

"I am the Primordial God…of Darkness. I fight for myself…and against love and light."

He materialized before me, showing a hint of his pearly whites. His black ooze, dripping onto the floor.

"And you Magnus Chase, are an important piece in the puzzle. You are the healer, you are the glue to my puzzle."

Then from his hand sprouted a hand, with talons longer than my arm, and ooze forming it.

"Behold…Magnus Chase. The hand that will rule you, and that you shall serve for eternity."

Then he swiped me with his hand, three long gashes appearing in my chest.

"You can heal that…Magnus Chase. But forever the scars will remain."

Then he laughed, and I blacked out…into forever darkness.

(what do u guys think? Ok for the 1st chap? Review pls.)

(p.s. I will still continue my other story, like 'weekly' updates most probably)