AN: Enjoy a new chapter! Sorry about the inconsistent uploads, it happens and I'm getting busier by the week. I try to keep the number of words and the quality of my writing consistently high, so I don't end up posting one thousand word chapters; I always make sure I write at least two thousand words per chapter, preferably three thousand. Anything more than five thousand, I cut it off and save it for the next chapter, since I think anything more than around five thousand words is a bit too much.
Today's chapter is slightly short, sorry about that, but I wanted to write dialogue for this one, and I couldn't write a 3k scene on this.
Decided to do some responses to reviewers from Fanfiction, since it's harder to do that on FFN than on Wattpad. I'm honestly not sure why I haven't done this before, but here you go:
In response to 'brotherdonteatme': Yeah, this scene was inspired by the escape of Tai Lung from Kung Fu Panda. I'm sure everyone can agree with me on that that prison escape scene was perfectly choreographed, and great as a whole!
In response to 'HellRaiderS': Thank you!
In response to 'mitragaurav10': Thank you!
In response to 'Guest' (you've faithfully reviewed since the beginning): Thank you!
In response to ' .9279': Thank you! I'm glad I've been able to draw so many readers to my first story, and I'm especially happy that I can entertain you guys and keep you all intrigued!
In response to 'Guest': Yep, as mentioned above, I was inspired by the Kung Fu Panda Tai Lung prison escape scene.
In response to 'Pater P0n': I honestly don't understand this reference.
In response to 'Pater P0n' second review: Yeah, the Kung Fu panda reference was intentional, I loved the escape scene, as it was well choreographed as a whole. I didn't intentionally write the cobalt daimon's weapons to look like the ones in god of war 4 (I've never heard of that game) but I searched it up, and the weapons actually look cool! I'm glad I'm able to give a sense of what the weapon feels like so that you can imagine it while reading.
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The Quest Continues
Ascension of the Fallen: Chapter 13
Zoe let out a sigh, the black-haired huntress leaning against the wall as she sat down on the floor, examining her group. After just a couple days of travel, they were surprisingly peachy compared to the state that the huntress expected them to be.
Had it not been for Perseus, Zoe doubted they would come out of the fight with the Nemean Lion at all, let alone unscathed.
They were fine, simply a little tired.
Ok, maybe they were really tired.
Eyebags were visible on all the girls, as Annabeth, the youngest of the five, quivered a little, shaking still from her close encounter with Thanatos. Thalia brought her arms around the daughter of Athena, comforting her as the group shared a brief respite from the tiring journey.
Thalia's sleek, black jacket was torn, but still the daughter of Zeus donned it, the jacket wrapping comfortably around her lithe form.
Annabeth was fine, seemingly a little sick; the ten-year-old was a "greenie", as the mortals called them. She was bound to have some, well, homesickness, the huntress supposed. She wore combat pants and a vest along with combat boots.
Her longtime friend Phoebe was sharpening an arrow while leaning against the wall, one boot on the wall. Her red locks of hair dangled over her face as her eyes focused on the red arrow. She'd been hurt badly after the fight with the Nemean Lion, with scratches all over her body and several ribs cracked, but a couple of the ambrosia squares had fixed the daughter of Enyo up pretty well. She still wore her silver hunters' garments, and Zoe could see why.
The huntress looked down at herself, admiring her own silver garments; they were comfortable and didn't get in her way during battle.
Celyn rubbed her eyes as she yawned, stretching her arms. The daughter of Apollo absentmindedly examined her blonde hair as the group recovered, her eyelashes fluttering lazily.
The one thing Perseus didn't give them was arrows, and that was a mistake.
The lieutenant of Artemis examined her quiver. Only three arrows were left.
Zoe made eye contact with the other huntresses, dark black eyes meeting bright blue and fiery red eyes.
"Five arrows left for me," Phoebe stated somberly, as if she was a gardener who had lost her precious flowers.
"Three for me."
"Four arrows."
The daughter of Atlas cursed angrily, slapping the wall beside her with her hand. She had been hoping to borrow some arrows from Phoebe or Celyn. What could they do with twelve total arrows? Only twelve kills, and that was nowhere near enough to see through with the mission.
"Only twelve arrows left," the daughter of Enyo mournfully announced to Thalia and Annabeth, who had been confused at the, ahem, array of colorful words that were spewing from the huntress.
Thalia covered the ten-year-old's ears, rolling her eyes.
"What's in here with us anyway?" The daughter of Zeus questioned, standing up with Annabeth.
Celyn shrugged, as the fiery redhead swept her arm all over the wall, searching for a light switch.
After some time spent spewing more colorful words, Phoebe found it, and she slammed her hand down on the switch.
It took a few seconds for the lights to illuminate.
The jaws of everyone in the room dropped comically, as endless amounts of high-end vehicles were unveiled: Porsches, Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Mercedes, and more.
So, so much more.
Phoebe's red eyes shined with anticipation, as Thalia's lightning blue eyes glittered with greed. The daughter of Zeus unconsciously rubbed her hands together, as if she was preparing to have a feast.
Phoebe being the most impulsive of the group, jittered with excitement, practically having a seizure where she stood. She yelled out to the group, "The red Lamborghini is mine!" She rushed furiously towards the car, opening it, and with a shout of joy, she entered the vehicle.
No one was coherent enough to respond, as everyone was still stunned.
The black-haired huntress took a step forward, "Well, let us all-"
She was promptly cut off, as Thalia rose to her feet.
"The blue Rolls Royce is mine!" Thalia declared dramatically, pointing at it, before sprinting to it.
Celyn was much calmer, but clearly still excited, "I've always wanted a white Mercedes…" The blonde quickly walked towards her car, waving Zoe a goodbye.
Annabeth, being the nerdy, ten-year-old Athena kid she was, ran to a black Tesla, clearly eager to see and check out its mortal software.
The black-haired huntress was suddenly left alone as everyone hopped in their respective rides.
She let out a long sigh, leaning against the wall once more.
Sometimes she felt out of place, and old compared to the world. So old she was almost the age of a typical Greek immortal, the gods.
Her two long-time friends clearly kept up with the mortals' inventions, as they had taken every chance to explore the mortal world as given by Lady Artemis.
"Artemis…" Zoe sighed. She had been a good mistress to them, obviously trying to win them over from their former master Perseus.
But none could hold a candle to Perseus. The most noble, amazing god to roam the planet. Just looking at him made her knees weak. The millennia old huntress, her knees made weak by a god just by catching his piercing gaze. It shouldn't have been possible. But it was. Perseus had never harmed a woman that wasn't his enemy, including that slut Aphrodite. Just hearing her name made the huntress want to sneer in anger, but she let it go.
Apparently, Perseus was still a virgin. He had his fair pick of the female population, and he simply either did not care, or did not know. He was the untouchable, forbidden fruit that all females yearned to have, to taste just even the tiniest drop of.
It was even rumored that Artemis herself felt the same sensations from Perseus.
Zoe could not understand how Artemis brutally betrayed him, stabbing him in the back. The absolute bitch, only second to Hera and the man whore and some how god of justice, Zeus.
Zoe held a neutral opinion on most of the other gods on the council, except the whore Aphrodite and the other three who had betrayed Perseus, Apollo, Hermes, and Athena. Apollo had been somewhat tolerable before the fall of Perseus, but afterwards, the hunters viewed him with a critical eye. Hermes was not welcome whatsoever in the hunter camp anymore, and Athena, who had had a sisterly bond with Artemis and used to visit frequently, left and retreated into her stack of books she had in her library.
The effect of Perseus' fall was widespread across the mythological world, so much so that even when Zeus declared that Perseus' history be erased, much was kept and, as the black-eyed huntress had been told, leaked to the Romans.
The daughter of Atlas shook herself out of her thoughts, and stood up, scanning the array of cars. There were so many to pick, and this would be her first time in a mortal luxury vehicle, so she didn't want to mess this up.
A nice, dark green, sports-like car stood out to her, perhaps because of the color, and the daughter of Atlas casually walked over to the vehicle. She walked around it, giving it a thorough inspection.
Hopefully the seats were comfortable. This would be her bed for the night. Maybe it'd be better than a tent.
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Deep in the pits of Tartarus, farther than any man dare venture, lay an immortal.
He was shackled and chained, forced to his knees, and disgraced. His once silver cloak was smeared with dirt, torn and tattered as his arms hung from the ceiling.
Bound by powerful chains, manacles clung to his wrists as he was utterly deprived of his righteous power.
The Council of Seven… had been imprisoned, wrongfully, and without a trial. He grit his teeth in anger at the unfairness of it.
They had been bringing peace to the Greek mythological world, intending to restore it to its former glory step by step.
Ouranos, that damn, arrogant pathetic thing of a primordial. They had been imprisoned by several of the primordial council, including Ouranos, Tartarus, Aether, Gaea, and Erebus. Chronos and Ananke had never bothered to interfere, but the rest…
He sneered in contempt and anger. They had caught them off guard, as the Seven had never accounted for the primordials to interfere in their plans.
For centuries now, he lay dormant under the surface world, in the depths of the Pit.
Even Tartarus himself dare not venture this far into the Pit, for deep down, there lay unspeakable horrors. Horrors that trapped the mind in a spiral, horrors both psychological and physical.
His head perked up at the sound of light footsteps, and the man allowed himself a hint of a smile.
The door burst open, as green and blue stepped into his peripheral vision.
"Jade, Cobalt," the daimon greeted.
"Took us a while to get here, ya know? Had to go through all those guards. Was really tough, I think we might have died," Cobalt deadpanned.
"Bullshit, my friend, and you know it."
Jade gave out a hollow, grating laugh, drawing his flamberge as he quickly cut off the chains of the silver daimon.
"Good to have you back, my friend," Cobalt stated, grinning.
Silver rose to his feet as the three immortals clasped forearms in greeting.
"That's three of our seven. The Council will be restored," Jade grinned with enthusiasm.
"That, I assure you of, my friend, that, I assure you of."
Silver rose his hand out, waiting for something. The sound of something carving through rock could be heard in the distance.
A beautiful halberd happily launched itself into the hands of its master, as Silver admired his expertly crafted weapon.
He instantly felt more rejuvenated and was more than ready for a fight to get rid of his rustiness.
"Shall we?" Jade asked rhetorically, twirling his flamberge sword.
Cobalt twirled his glowing blue axe himself, launching into the air with power, easily carving through the strong rock of Tartarus, and ascending upwards.
Jade and Silver followed, each carving their own path upwards into the surface world.
AN: I wanted to try my hand at writing a scene with less fighting and action in it, and more dialogue. Also, what did you all think of the Zoe POV? Let me know who's POV you want to see next!
Review and comment to let me know how it was!
Til next time!
-thann3