(A/N: On my bio, I'll include a link to my Instagram, which is where I'm gonna post my Dollify version of Arina, but it was kinda hard to make with the limited options there are out there. I'm also refraining from explaining any sexual (or possibly sexual) moments due to the fact I'm worried it might be too inappropriate and this story might be taken down because of it. If you want a more detailed version, I'll try to keep that more on Wattpad. Enjoy this new chapter and stay healthy!)
The next day, I was sent out for the truce thing. Ugh, I rather just stay in bed with Ethan though but I guess I shouldn't defy a Titan to be honest.
"I don't get why I need to wear armour, isn't this a diplomatic mission?" I asked Ethan as we walked to a park with Prometheus, an empousa, and a Hyperborean giant, who was holding a flag of truce.
"I think you look hot in it." He shrugged with a grin.
"Shut up." I punched him in the shoulder before readjusting his new helmet.
"Make me."
"Children, please refrain from kissing each other while on this mission," Prometheus advised, the empousa's arm laced in his.
They were both dressed nicely for some reason, the Titan wearing a suit and the monster wearing a dress. It almost looked like a normal couple if you ignored the flaming hair and fangs on the monster.
"Yes, m'lord." We both bowed our heads before looking ahead to see Grover, who was awake, Thalia, and Percy.
I saw mixed expressions cross their face when I caught their stare, but I kept my face neutral. I didn't want to show any regret or give them anything to use against me.
"How much do you think they hate me?" I questioned.
"Eh, not sure, the hunter looks pretty angry. Jackson and the satyr seem sorta neutral," he guessed, "but since when did you care?"
I slipped my hand into his. "I don't."
Then, we came up to the others. Prometheus exchanged some words and introductions while Thalia glared at me, which I responded with a smirk.
"Hey Ethan, you're looking good," Percy remarked, eyeing his squashed nose.
"He looks better than you, Jackson," I bit back, slipping my hand out of Ethan's, crossing my arms, and glaring at him.
I was still mad at him for giving my boyfriend a concussion and a squashed nose, which is pretty petty but I don't care. There's also the fact he's serving the Olympians and protecting their home too.
"Thought you were smart, Morales, but guess you make stupid choices," Thalia said, still glaring at me.
"Pfft, I'm the stupid one? Says you, you're serving some stupid 'virginity' goddess." I laughed and saw her arm move towards her bow.
"Heroes, please, let's be civilized." Prometheus waved us towards a picnic table.
It was pretty squished on our side, so I promptly chose to sit on Ethan's lap, which caused my old friends to give me an odd look.
Prometheus began telling Percy they're odds at winning, trying to persuade him to surrender and let Olympus fall.
Well, I guess it would be nice for him to surrender and let Typhoon destroy the Olympians, but I kinda want to get even with them. I can't kill a god... right? Maybe destroying their thrones will play a part, or maybe killing their loved ones-
Wait, what am I thinking? I promised Silena I wouldn't hurt any more demigods and most of the demigods have been brainwashed by Chiron and their parents to trust the gods. It's not their fault they've been tricked.
"You've met the offsprings of the Titans, they aren't all bad, like Calypso," Prometheus offered.
Percy turned red. "T-that's different."
"Is it though? What about Zoë?" I suggested instead.
He shot a glare at me, which surprised me because it was so unlike him. "She died trying to help Artemis. Also, you haven't answered my question yet about switching sides."
I rolled my eyes. "I did tell you, remember?" I slammed my hands down on the table. "You're worthless parents, all the Olympians, killed my brother and mom," I hissed.
I assume I must've accidentally summoned something judging from the scared look I got from Grover and the way the other two went to grab their weapons.
"How can you be sure the Titans aren't brainwashing you about that? You said your brother went missing-" Percy began before I interrupted him.
"Well, that was Hera and Athena messing with my memory you idiot. How else do you think they'll make me comply with the sick ruling of the gods?" I exclaimed.
"The Olympians never cared about us, they never gave us any respect. Rina and I have spent years in the Hermes cabin while we watched others get claimed," my boyfriend added.
"My father was sent to live and rule the Underworld, he was kicked off the council because the others knew he was more powerful and superior them. My father, my siblings, we don't get the respect we need." I scowled at them, feeling myself lose control over my powers for a brief second.
"Well-"
"Well, what? Haven't you wondered why there aren't any cabins to the minor gods and my dad? Don't you wonder why it has to be about the Olympians? What's the camp called? Camp Half-Blood, not 'Camp Olympian'. What makes it right that you guys get recognition while the rest of us don't? Why should we suffer, trapped in the Hermes cabin, while you all get the luxury of your own cabins? Why do the unclaimed have to be forced to sleep on the ground in sleeping bags while you reside in bunks?" I questioned, clenching my fist until my knuckles turned white.
"I saved your life countless times, this is how you repay me? By destroying Olympus and fighting us?" Percy inquired, dodging my question because he knew I was right.
"Pfft, I've saved you're sorry ass more times than I can fucking count." I rolled my eyes, leaning back into Ethan.
"Who saved you from drowning during our first Capture the Flag night? Who blew up the mountain to get you and Annabeth to safety? Who held up the sky so Artemis could help you fight? Who-"
I summoned my blades, ready to stab him when Prometheus raised his hand, signalling me to stop.
"Now, now, this is a diplomatic mission."
I turned my blades back to normal, glowering at Percy still.
Prometheus said something before reaching out to touch Percy's forehead. A second later, the latter fell back, sweating and significantly paler. Possibly angrier judging from the warning Grover gave him.
Soon after, the pithos was offered. Naturally, the others thought it was supposed to be a box. After a few parting words, we departed. Thalia cast me a glare while I flipped her off, resulting in Grover having to restrain her as a walked off.
"I hope you get an STI from your boyfriend there!" she yelled as we strolled up through the lane of Central Park.
"Hope you're sent dangling off a cliff! Maybe a punishment like that exists in the Underworld!" I called back, keeping my middle finger up at her while my back was turned.
Oh gods, that comeback sucked.
Once we got back, Ethan and I were sent to see Kronos. The reason? I have no clue.
"My lord." We both bowed before Kronos.
"Well, what did you two think about the diplomatic mission."
I was about to respond, but Ethan beat me to it, but his answer was relatively weak and possibly angered Kronos.
Well, all things considered, he was scared of Medusa's lair, which I found kinda endearing and cute.
Kronos was mocking Ethan's fear of Medusa while I stayed silent. I knew I should have spoken up, but Ethan would kill me if I got hurt trying to stand up for him.
"Now tell me what happened at the Williamsburg Bridge. Both of you," he demanded.
A confused expression crossed Ethan's face as realization dawned on me.
"The girl jumped in front of Jackson because she knew where his weak spot was. Judging from the angle and his armour, it's most likely the small of his back," I deduced.
A grin spread across the Titan lord's face when I said this. However, it disappeared in an instant, being replaced by a wince.
Shortly after Ethan was threatened by saying Luke was fighting Kronos' control, we were dismissed back to our tent.
"That was stupid," I commented, crossing my arms as we walked side by side.
"The confrontation from Kronos?"
"No, your response. You literally just told him he's weak, whatcha expect to happen?"
"Wow, thanks for the support." He rolled his eyes- wait, I mean eye.
Gods, why do I keep forgetting to say eye instead of eyes?
Before I could continue, I felt a spike of pain in the back of my head, causing me to stumble forward. I nearly fell if it weren't for Ethan.
"Rina? Are you okay?" he asked, worry creasing his brow.
The headache left as soon as it arrived, leaving me feeling sort of sleepy. "Yeah... I'm fine..." I murmured.
Ethan hoisted my arm over his shoulder before helping me walk back to our tent and laying me down on one of the cots. He then grabbed a piece of ambrosia and gave it to me.
"I'm fine..." I pushed him away, but he managed to get it in my mouth before I could.
I swallowed it, feeling more alert and a bit warm. Need to lay off the godly food unless I want to burst into flames, I reminded myself before pushing myself into a sitting position.
"What happened? And don't say you're fine, again." He sat down beside me, slipping his hand into mine.
I rested my head on his shoulder. "I'm... not sure. One moment, I was fine- uh, I mean I was good. Then, I had a headache." I paused, massaging the back of my head. "Weren't these 'posed to stop last summer or whatever? Like the last one I had was in September when we started dating."
He rubbed the back of his neck, which he did whenever he was trying to think of something. "They should've stopped unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Well, you told them the Olympians altered your memory, right?"
I nodded.
"What if they have some sort of god on Olympus trying to realter your memory? They're trying to get into it right now and it's giving you headaches?"
I took a deep breath to compose myself. "What?"
"It's just an idea, don't get to worked up about it." He put his arm around me instead of holding my hand, kissing me on the forehead as well.
I sighed. "Yeah, but still. Why can't I just live my life, get revenge, and not be bothered by the gods? Is that too much to ask?"
"Well, considering we're demigods and our lives are fucked up from the start, yes."
I rolled my eyes. "What an uplifting response, Ethan. I have never been more inspired and reassured in my whole life. Your statement has truly changed my view of the world."
"Pfft, don't need to be that sarcastic." He laughed before laying back on the cots.
I laid down beside him, kissing him on the neck. "They're releasing the sow tomorrow?"
"Yep, we're hoping Jackson will be distracted by it so we can push further. He is their best fighter."
"Ha, as if, it's just because he's invulnerable and a kid of the Big Three. If I took a dip in the Styx, I'll probably become just as powerful, maybe more."
"Well, you'll be too out of my league then, not like you aren't now though."
I laughed, nuzzling closer to him as he kissed the area around my ear and started winding down to my collarbone.
The next couple of minutes passed by in a blur until Ethan and I were making out in our underwear.
"Where are we fighting anyway?" I whispered as he straddled me.
He kissed me again before pulling away. "Not sure, but we're gonna try to sneak towards the Empire State Building while Hyperion distracts them." He placed a hickey on my neck, making me gasp out in surprise.
"Can we just make out instead?"
"Ha, I wish, but then the rest of the army might kill us." He got off of me and laid down beside me, sliding his arm behind my back and pulling my hip closer to him.
"True, you're a lieutenant, I'm head strategist, they need us." I shrugged before he tickled me right below my rib cage, making me laugh and kick out at him.
"Gods, you're really ticklish," he remarked, nuzzling his nose into my neck, making me giggle.
"Yeah, of course, I'm like practically naked."
"What if you were completely naked?"
I shook my head, sighing. "I rather not have sex when I'm only fifteen. Teen pregnancies aren't a laughing matter."
He shrugged. "Yeah, I didn't say we'll have sex, I just said I wanted to see you naked."
"I'm not gonna do anything while I'm naked and under sixteen."
"Ugh fine." He rested his head against my shoulder.
"You're such a horny seventeen-year-old," I remarked before resting my head on his.
"Whatcha expect? I'm a sexually deprived, teenage demigod."
"With the life we live, I think we're all sexually deprived," I stated, "except for any guys who get it with Calypso on her island. That's different."
He burst out laughing. "You think-"
"She's cursed to fall in love with everyone who comes to the island and can't stay." I shrugged in response while he continued to laugh.
"Well- how- do you- know that-" he managed to say in between gasps of air as he struggled to compose himself.
I turned to my side, staring at him and tilting my head. "I've never heard you laugh this hard, ever."
"Well, the way you said it," he elaborated after he calmed down, "do you think your friend did?"
Percy told me, so naturally, I told my boyfriend.
"Hm, don't think so, he has a crush on Annie."
"Well, you never know."
"As if, he was like what, fourteen? Going on fifteen. No way would he be that stupid," I pointed out.
"Well-"
"Okay, enough about him, let's just go back to making out."
He smirked. "Sure."
We were currently fighting through a jungle that the Demeter cabin had created, which was very stupid considering how many shadows were everywhere and me being there. I just shadow travelled to where they were and fought them.
I dodged and slashed at the vines the camper was summoning to block me from coming forward.
"Stalling me's not gonna help you." I shadow travelled behind them, clocking them on the head with the hilt of my sword before turning and fighting another demigod.
We continued fighting, managing to push back all their forces until the campers, all of them, were barely twenty feet away from Mount Olympus.
I felt so much death surge around me, making me lightheaded but I continued forward, trying to not think about my dying friends.
"Give up, Jackson! We outnumber you ten to a hundred!" I yelled over the fray as Percy and I clashed swords.
"You know me better than that!" he retorted, feinting a strike which I anticipated.
I swung my blade up, trying to figure out how to hit his weak spot.
"Find our spy yet?" I inquired, trying to distract him.
Silena went off the grid yesterday, I tried contacting her and caught a fuzzy image of her flying back to camp, which was utterly stupid considering there were wind spirits knocking everyone out of the sky.
Silena's my only friend I had left from the camp that I still kept in touch with, I don't know what I'll do if she got hurt. She helped me A LOT when I started dating Ethan, like I was practically clueless to his hints, well, except for the really obvious ones.
I'm not as dense as Percy, don't worry.
His expression changed to a serious one. "You know who it is? You knew who killed Beckendorf?"
I took a deep breath, narrowly missing his neck with my sword. "I-it was an accident, we didn't even want anyone to die, that was your fault. How could you let Beckendorf die? How could you move on like that?" I exclaimed, letting my anger push away my remorse for hurting my friends.
I could tell I hit a nerve judging from his expression, but he didn't lash out at me.
"I didn't want to. The mon-monsters got ahold of him, h-he told me to jump I just-"
Before he could continue, there was a horn sound. Unfortunately for us, that meant reinforcements. Suddenly, hundreds of centaurs appeared, firing weird stuff at us like boxing gloves and pinwheels, which were attached to arrows.
Compared to Chiron, these centaurs looked like college students that always partied. Afros, spraypaint, tie-dye shirts, you name it. It actually hurt my eyes looking at them, to be honest.
One thing I don't get? Why did we retreat? Once the centaurs started fighting back against us, our army began to flee. It made no sense though, we could've easily swamped them and sent them back to- wait do centaurs even go to the Underworld? Or do they get sent to Tartarus? Maybe they get reincarnated into a plant?
"Stop! Fools! Don't-" before Kronos could finish yelling, a Hyperborean giant landed on top of him.
I summoned several more skeletons before falling back, letting them deal with the campers while we retreated.
"Gods, I hate this," I spat as I ran alongside another demigod from our army.
"Did you see them though? They had-"
"Paint guns and arrows with punching gloves, yes, that's a completely serious threat," I replied to the demigod sarcastically.
"Well, not all of us have powers, y'know," they remarked, their face hidden by the helmet so I couldn't tell who they were.
"Then get some instead of complaining." I shadow travelled to our new camp, running into Ethan, who was talking to Alabaster.
They both were wearing armour, but Ethan seemed nervous about something and was fidgeting with it.
"What?" I asked them, my tone harsher than intended.
Our camp how moved to the United Nations complex, which Kronos hated because 'nations can never unite' or something along those lines. Either way, we were closer to Olympus than ever, soo we'll destroy the thrones and kill the Olympians.
I'll finally get my revenge.
"We think Lord Kronos is going to release the drakon once he returns," Alabaster answered.
I narrowed my eyes, realization dawning on me as I took off my helmet. "How the Hades did you two get here so quickly anyway?" I gestured towards the steadily growing number of monsters, demigods, and mercenaries returning from the fight. "You guys can't teleport or-"
"Actually, I can, remember? Teleported you to the fortress after I stabbed you," Alabaster pointed out.
I rubbed my thigh, which now had a scar because of the injury. I didn't have a limp anymore, but if I bang my thigh against the corner of a table, it will hurt. "Yes," I said through clenched teeth, "I have something to remind me of it."
Ethan moved behind me, bending down to whisper something into my ear. "You should calm down unless you want to get turned into a pig or something," he warned, brushing a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"Let's see what Lord Kronos says about the release of the drakon." I crossed my arms and leaning against my boyfriend.
Turns out, Kronos did want that. He almost sliced Ethan and Prometheus in anger before he ordered it though.
"Morales!"
I stood at attention when Kronos yelled my name.
"You shall release the drakon, order it to kill all of those puny centaurs and campers!" he yelled, slicing a pole with the Canadian flag down.
"At sunset?" I replied, a little uneasy as he swung the scythe around.
I wasn't near him, but I won't be surprised if he could still hit me considering he is a Titan and Lord of Time.
"No, now while they're at ease, they won't expect it!" he bellowed as I bowed my head and shadow travelled to the building where we were keeping the drakon.
I haven't been to New York much besides the times I've spent at camp, so I didn't know what the building was called, but it was big. The drakon just barely fit inside the whole place, knocking down many walls. Fortunately enough, there weren't any mortals sleeping inside so none were hurt.
"Hey there," I greeted, opening the door before jumping back as it stuck its head out.
It was like a dragon, but without the legs, so a giant, terrifying, worm. Indestructible scales, corrosive venom, and a petrifying stare that can paralyze almost anyone. Not, 'oh no, I've been turned to stone', like 'oh Styx this is a big one, the Fates hate me' kind. Fortunately enough, due to the fact my father was Hades, I had control over the monster so it couldn't paralyze me.
Food? it inquired, looking at me expectantly.
I brought out my sword, despite the fact it wouldn't do any harm to the monster considering it's prophesied to be killed by a child of Ares. Glad I still have my armour on though.
"No, I am not food. Gods, what's with drakons thinking I'm food?" I grumbled the last part to my self before carefully motioning for it to follow me.
You smell like food, and death, it remarked, following me out and unwinding itself. It had bound up its whole body in a giant heap in the building.
"Yes, I've been over this, I'm the daughter of Hades." I walked backwards, not taking my eyes off the beast.
I'm hungry, where's the food?
"You get to eat all the-" I took a gulp, trying not to think of any of my friends dying, just trying to imagine my enemies instead. "S-some-"
My moral conscience kicked in then, trying to convince me to not free this drakon.
They're our friends, one part of me argued.
They're defending Olympus, the vengeful side of me fought back.
"Rina?"
I turned, seeing Ethan keeping a safe distance with a shield in hand. He was fully clad in armour now, his dagger in hand.
"H-hey," I responded shakily as I stared back at the drakon.
I heard the shield drop and arms being wrapped around me. I rested my head on his chest, trying to refocus my thoughts.
"If your friends know what's good for them, they'll give up and ask for amnesty," he reassured me, whispering it into my ear that sent chills down my spine.
I felt heat rise up into my face as I nodded, not wanting to speak back as my gut twisted at the thought of killing my friends.
I'm fine with hurting them, but killing? I'm not so sure about that, they're just being used by the Olympians, they don't know any better.
"C'mon, let's go attack Olympus." I marched the drakon towards Manhattan before setting it loose to wreak havoc on the city.
As we entered the city, which was pretty damaged from the fight, the drakon let out a ferocious roar, shaking the ground. For a split second, I thought it was loud enough to wake the mortals from their slumber, but it didn't.
As I followed behind the monster, I observed the wreckage and felt a twinge of guilt and regret. I saw maybe one or two bodies of campers, cars thrown to the side and blood painting the windows, and blown up sides of buildings. It made me almost second guess my choice to join the Titan army, but it was too late to turn back now, I'm in and I have blood on my hands.
I felt someone squeeze my hand, making me look over to Ethan.
"It's not your fault so stop-"
"But it is," I retorted as I focussed on the back of the drakon to avoid seeing any more dead bodies.
"Did you tell those demigods to stand in the way of Kronos? Did you tell those mortals to-"
"I suggested it though, I suggested we put Manhattan under a spell-"
He tugged my hand, stopping me as the rest of the demigods, monsters, and mercenaries surged forward around us. "Remember why we're doing this. Remember how they k-killed your mom and brother. These guys are supporting them, they're the enemies too." His voice cracked when he mentioned my mortal family, making me feel a brief throb of pain in the back of my head.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself and agreeing with him.
These demigods chose to side with the Olympians despite all the neglect they give towards their children. They chose entities who wouldn't lose sleep over their deaths, they chose the losing side of this war.
I clenched my fist, pushing away my sympathy and replacing it with something more useful. Anger, revenge, and a burning passion to see destroy the Olympians. "Let's teach those Olympians a lesson.
As we neared the Empire building, I had to stifle a laugh at seeing the other's pathetic army. They had what, twenty demigods? A bunch of centaurs too, but they all looked drunk and ready to fight one another instead.
"I'LL TAKE ON THE DRAKON!" Percy yelled heroically, making me smirk.
The drakon scaled a building while we all surged forward, swords clashing and acid being spat everywhere.
I decided to stick to the shadows, trying to find any way to sneak up to Olympus. I needed to get up there so I could help shadow travel Kronos up there to destroy it. This wasn't the original plan, but I thought of it while we neared the place.
I heard screaming, causing me to turn back and see Percy stab the monster in the eye with his sword, rolling onto the ground as Mrs. O'Leary tried distracting it. The monster spat acid in pain, dusting some centaurs and our own monsters.
Hmm, guess centaurs do end up in Tartarus.
I weaved in and out of alleys, fighting and dodging any demigod I encounter along the way.
Yes, almost ther- before I continue my line of thought, I heard rumbling.
I whipped my head around a paled, seeing thirty warriors clad in armour drive towards the monster army a top of chariots with a boar banner.
"Ares," I spat, glaring at the all too familiar armour of Clarisse.
She nearly killed me three years ago... I growled, summoning more skeletons to combat her despite how much it drained me.
Skeleton warriors raced towards the chariots, managing to knock down two as the rest continued on. Six went straight for the drakon, Clarisse leading them, while the rest went towards the monster army.
"Ares to me!" Clarisse's voice seemed weird, higher than I recalled. No way was she scared of the drakon, was she?
I readjusted my spot, moving into an alley where I could get a clear view of the fight without being spotted. I heard rustling behind me, but with the turn of my head, I saw a rat scurry out from behind a large dumpster.
The six Ares campers went down to four as two of them froze in fear, crashing into a couple of cars pushed to the side. The remaining ones fought valiantly, but it didn't last long, they were losing.
I tried firing balls of shadows at unsuspecting demigods, knocking them into alleys and away from monsters. My goal was just to incapacitate them, not kill them.
I risked a glance at Clarisse, who now I got a better view of, looked different. She was thinner and taller than I remember. Her armour fit loosely around her like Ethan's used to, and she seemed scared.
Then I saw her eyes. They were blue.
Clarisse didn't have blue eyes, but I know one girl that did who fit the other description.
"SILENA!" I screamed just as she jumped onto the drakon.
"ARES!" she yelled, not hearing my warning.
The drakon regarded her, spitting acid in her face and knocking her back to the ground before attacking the rest of the army. A small group of demigods circled around her body as another chariot arrived with the real Clarisse.
I watched this all unfold in stunned horror as I heard a buzzing in my ear. I stumbled back, trying to figure out why she would do this.
Clarisse grabbed her spear, and without armour, charged straight at the drakon. She jumped, stabbing it in its remaining eye so hard it shattered the spear, sending electricity throughout the drakon.
My eyes went back to the small circle around Silena as I slowly moved closer to overhear what was happening.
Silena opened her palm, revealing the scythe charm that symbolized you were in Kronos' army, like the one I tied around the hilt of my Stygian iron sword.
"You were the spy," Percy stated, a look of shock evident on his face as he stood over her body.
"It was before... before I liked Charlie. Luke was so charming... he promised me... I would be saving lives. When I wanted to leave... he threatened Charlie. He said he'll keep him safe if I agreed... he lied..."
I slumped against the wall, tears forming in my eyes as I felt the life drain out of my friend. Any second now, and she'll be gone.
How could I let this happen?
"I wanted to keep Arina safe too... he said he would kill her if I stopped after Charlie died... forgive me..."
A look of confusion crossed Clarisse's face, but with a quick glance at the skeleton warriors fighting, she understood. She clenched her jaw, her anger fueled at me likely. "You're not dying."
"See... Charlie..."
I felt the life flicker out of her, her soul flying towards the Underworld as the group disperse. I covered my mouth, trying to silence my cries.
I barely registered what happened next. One moment I was leaning against the wall, next, I'm on the ground as my vision blurred and the back of my head ached.
"Sorry 'bout this..."
I see two blurry figures above me before everything went black.