Chapter 3 - I Fight For My Life
The day was bright and the sun straight above, it was a completely cloudless day. The Empire State building loomed above me as I entered a – supposedly - empty warehouse. I kept to the shadows along the wall as the souls came closer. Entering the centre of the warehouse I searched for the demigods. The sound of metal on metal struck up through a side door, following the noise I viewed the room for anything that could help in a fight as I formed my bow. Hephaestus's kid was in the corner hammering away at a sword on an anvil, Apollo's kid was nowhere to be seen, their air head was leaning on a pillar on the far side of the room, fingering a spear he held loosely in his left hand. Hermes' kid was looking at a table with Athena's spawn. Ares's kid was sitting on a chair in the corner, hidden in the shadows. I smiled and aimed at the easiest one, Hephaestus's kid. He toppled over his makeshift anvil and his hammer clattered to the ground. The demigods shot up as Hermes's child went down, a black arrow in his shoulder. I shifted in the shadows and tried to get a shot at the child of Ares I heard the faint sound of a bow string being drawn back and rolled to the side, into open view, a gold arrow imbedded itself where my head had been only a millisecond before.
I rose into a crouch and shot Ares's kid as he charged me with a sword. I managed to get his arm but he kept coming, I rolled again and dropped my bow, summoning my swords. Veltió̱ste and Katastrofí̱ touched my palms, my grip closed around the hilts and I rose, holding them out in front of me. Ares's spawn swung at me as he turned and I hurriedly parried with my right blade, my katana cut into his leg and he fell on one knee, I was about to plunge my weapon into him when I rolled to the side as my instincts took over, a blast of blue lightening smashed into the wall, it crumbled into dust.
"Styx!" I cursed, turning to block a dagger descending onto my back. An arrow caught me in the shoulder, I smashed the flat of my katana into the face of Athena's son, he went cross-eyed and fell. That left Apollo's son, Ares's and the son of Zeus. I quickly scanned the rafters for the son of Apollo and saw a black shadow holding a bow, aimed at me I dived to the ground and the arrow passed harmlessly overhead. I heard a grunt above me and rolled as a sword smashed into the ground; I growled and swept my katana at his leg, tripping him up. I stabbed his back with my Ancient Othryian Iron sword. I heard a yell and looked up to get hit by a lightning bolt; I flew into the wall, destroying it. I landed heavily on my back in the middle on the street. Mortals stopped and looked at me, my smoking clothing and started screaming. I rolled my eyes at them. The strange thing was, I felt like I was on a sugar rush and sprinted back into the building. The son of Zeus's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his head. His mouth was open but nothing came out. His eyes glinted and he ran at me wielding his spear, the tip crackled with electricity before he stopped the current, knowing nothing would happen to me that was good for him. I smirked and smashed away the spear with Katastrofí̱, wincing when the arrow in my shoulder scrapped the bone. The son of Zeus took advantage of my distraction and swung the butt of his spear round to crack into my stomach; I doubled over and cursed, releasing a groan. He laughed at my pain, I felt adrenaline rush through my body and swung my right leg out, catching him by surprise, in under a second I had him on the floor, me kneeling on him with my katana at his throat. His eyes widened before he smirked, his eyes flickered to something behind me. Too late I realised, a strong arm grabbed my throat from behind and I felt a dagger prick the skin. I scowled and thought rapidly, before I heard a voice in the rafters shout down in a language I didn't know, though something whispered in my mind that it was German.
I grabbed the demigod's arm and swung them round over me, they crashed on their back on top of the son of Zeus. I was looking at the son of Athena. I felt a sharp pain in my right eye and reached up to touch it, my hand came away bloody. Red blood dropped from my fingers onto the floor, it shimmered golden when the light caught it. My expression turned steely and I gripped my katana in the other hand, holding it up to where it reflected the light, the golden string inside it shimmering, before I shifted it into an ice pick grip and stabbed the two demigods through their chests. I turned to the son of Apollo, my vision starting to become blurry… I faintly heard thunder rumbling above I raised my right hand, blood still dripping off it creating a red pool on the floor and pointed it in the general direction of Apollo's son. The shadows shifted and thickened, pushing the son of Apollo, his body made a sickening crunch as it smashed into the ground. I could barely see as I stumbled toward the bodies and spoke the required words, their souls retreated back to the underworld. I could clearly hear the thunder as I fell, the arrow in my right shoulder tunnelling into the bone. Zeus wasn't happy that his son had been killed, through a hole in the rafters I could see a storm swirling, centring itself above the warehouse. Lightening flickered and increased in intensity.
"Lord Hades, please." I spoke to the shadows and prayed in my mind. The shadows around me rushed across the floor and shielded me as the roof exploded, for better or for worse, I was shadow travelled away.
Next chapter I will start at the beginning of the Titan's Curse and this story will start to move forward.
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