Needed a break from revision, and it turned out to be very enjoyable…hope you guys like it too, thanks for reading and reviewing is appreciated…
Percy Jackson
Rules are made to broken, "they're more guidelines than rules…"
I jumped out of the river and at once the water left my skin and for the first time in months I felt the gentle beam of the sun against my skin and the echo of a gush of wind, billowing through my hair. After the months sulking beneath the ocean, in the darkness of my father's realm, the sudden sensation was miraculous and for a brief moment all thoughts left my mind; for a very brief moment.
Annabeth, this time her name hit me and knocked me out of my daze and I focused once more. I opened my eyes fully and looked around the street. Since I made the change the mist never obscured my view and I saw a vibrant glowing trail leading away from the street, showing my where I needed to go.
I followed the glowing trail only a short distance before I reached the square. Sometimes I wished the mist still worked for my eyes. If it did it may have saved me from the horrific sight that lay before me.
A gigantic monster stood at the centre of the square, its neck snapping back and forth as it mercilessly picked at each of my friends. They all lay in a broken circle around it, failing miserably. Nico was sitting on the floor clutching a bleeding arm, as Dylan kneeled beside him working tirelessly to help. Grover stood at the corner of the square, banging it feet furiously, but never stopping the song ascending from his pipes. A boy I guessed as being Zeus's half-blood son stood torn half way between Nico and Dylan and the monster. A blade glistened in his grip but he had no idea what to do. Lastly, my eyes steal a look at the one person I have been longing to see.
Annabeth is still fighting the monster but I could tell she was tiring. His foot work was becoming a scramble and soon the monster would kill her. Without a wasting another fraction of a second I swoop into the scene.
As I charge I uncap my pen and unleash my sword: Riptide. I hold out straight in front of me as I run toward the monster, and I focus my mind on the fountain behind me. As a half-blood, being son of Poseidon my skills with water were pretty cool, once I even made my own storm around me. Now as a god, and still the son of Poseidon it's got even better.
With each step forward, I felt a sudden ripple pass through the air around me, and I heart a rhythm of thuds. The monster and Annabeth froze for a second, startled after being knocked out of the deadly game. The monster roared in anger, bringing its head to the sky. It spread its wings, stretching the entire span of the square, cutting off access for my friends, leaving me to fight it alone.
I smiled spread across my lips and I lunged forward again, Riptide sliced the beast's wing, and a gush of silver blood began to flow. The ripples from the fountain were now building up waiting for me to release them, almost crushing me, I held out as long as I could, and then as I gasped for breath and tried to ease the pain in my shoulders, I let it go.
Before I had been made a god, controlling my gifts was impossible, most of the time I had no idea why I was running across the lake, and if I tried it again I just got very wet and cold. Since then I learnt how to build up a wave of destruction and I learnt how to release it.
An abrupt torrent of water, appearing from nowhere shot at the monster from all sides, enclosing in a stormy ball. I slowly advanced to the monster, which was finally at my mercy, and without a thought I cut its throat. Instantly, the hissing and struggling ceased to exist and with a wave of dust so did the monster. It's prison of water also fell apart and water seeped through the ground around the entire square. Within a few seconds all evidence of the fight was gone, normality had returned to the London square.
With the monster gone I could once again see my companions' faces. Grover was cheering at punching the air, and an unbelieving grin was forming on his face. Nico was still holding his injured arm and the pain was clear from his face, but he too was smiling but with 'well-it-took-you-long-enough' expression. Dylan, the other satyr, who I didn't know very well and Jack both looked grateful. Annabeth didn't even bother to look at me. She paused for a moment to look at the space where the monster had been, before she turned to Nico to help with his arm.
The victory smile that had been branded on my face vanished, the instant I watched Annabeth turn away from me. Before the Iris messages failing I never believed had been because Annabeth was denying them, but at that moment I knew. Annabeth would never forgive me for accepting Zeus's gift, and I would never forgive myself for losing her.
Grover and Nico were shifting uneasily, with apologetic smiles. The pain that struck me fiercely, I didn't even understand the reception I had been expecting, but none of them had even said a word to me. I couldn't believe it. I had just saved their lives, their quest, and they wouldn't even acknowledge it.
I turned around, undecided about my next actions. If the gods at Mount Olympus hadn't realised what I had done after the plane crash, they knew what I had done to the monster. I could return to my father's realm and ask for forgiveness, but maybe Zeus would be at least pleased I had saved his son. Somehow I doubted it.
I twisted my head round to face my 'friends' once more.
I took my first proper look at Annabeth… How cliché would it be for me to say my heart skipped a beat? Screw that, I don't care, it's the truth, sometimes you don't realise how important someone is to you until they're gone. I missed her like you wouldn't believe and it took all my efforts to refrain from reaching forward to tuck the strand of loose hair flickering across her face behind her ear…
"Rules are made to be broken," I thought, laughing to myself, and then I asked, "Can I stay and help?"
