... And I'm back with another Author's Note.
Not what I wanted, to be fair, but being a junior is taxing, especially with all these exams on my head. However, I do have a sneak peek for the chapter ahead (cause this is all I could write) -
Well, that wasn't his fault.
Artemis had not expected a person to just drop dead on his touch during capture the flag, but that's what had happened. Or that's what it looked like, because it didn't look like that child of Apollo was breathing.
"I apologize for my actions, if that lessens the severity of the situation." It seemed to help matters, but certainly didn't, because after a minute's worth of shock and silence, Nico di Angelo was flying at him, his fists pulled back.
"Nico!" He heard Jackson call out.
It was a split second in which di Angelo's fist collided with his nose. "You.." he snarled, voice quiet but utterly menacing - he felt himself recoil from the son of Hades, "Murderer. I can't feel Will's spirit." He punched Artemis in his stomach. "Because..." another, "of..." and another, "You..." Ana was trying to pull him back, while Jason and Perseus wrested Nico away.
"I don't think he's dead. Would've done you all some good to give some CPR and check his pulse, you know?" Kneeling beside the son of Apollo was a young lady with nut brown skin, her mismatched eyes reminding Artemis of the many adventures and catastrophes they had been through.
"Holly?"
And that's all, folks. Read and review.
- Anna.