The halls were quiet as the demigods crept cautiously through them one at a time, their eyes scanning every corner as their ears listened for every sound. Piper led the way dressed in the white handmaiden disguise, the drakon bone sword held tightly in her hand and her dagger holstered to her waist. Behind her Samirah watched their back, dressed in a mirroring outfit plus the headscarf she kept on at all times, her axe held in her hand while her spear remained on her back.
The two of them stayed silent as Piper did her best to navigate the maze searching for her mother's chambers, but all these marble corridors were starting to look the same. "Do you actually know where you're going?" Sam asked her nervously.
"I've got an idea" she replied optimistically. She looked back at the young woman, asking her curiously "so, you and Alex are sisters?"
"We share the same parent, yes" she replied curtly. Piper got the feeling her dad was a sore subject.
"You're the daughter of Loki, the guy who started all of this" Piper checked. "Why does he want to overthrow Asgard again?"
"He hates Odin and has been trying to start ragnorok for centuries" she explained. "It's kinda his thing."
"So how did he find out about the Greek gods then?"
"I don't know. Maybe they all know about each other" She suggested. "I couldn't tell you how that works.I'm just the Valkyrie."
"And Magnus and Alex are…they're supposed to be dead?
"They died and joined the warriors of Valhalla" she explained. "It's complicated."
"Tell me about it" Piper muttered. "I still can't believe Annabeth has a cousin she didn't tell us about."
"Are you close to her?" Sam asked curiously.
"We're friends. Best friends I guess. Or at least I hope we are" she muttered under her breath. "How about you and Magnus? You seem close."
"I'm the one who brought him to Valhalla" she said. She caught Pipers eye and scoffed. "We're friends. I'm already engaged to someone else. How about you?"
"Am I engaged? A bit soon for that. My boyfriends in camp Jupiter, close to San Francisco for a few weeks." She paused for a while letting the conversation tapper off while she got her bearings in the empty corridors. She was starting to get concerned they hadn't found any gods yet.
Sam peeked into a dar room but found no one and nothing. "You know it's just occurred to me" she said as they searched their surroundings, "the weavers creation is vague, but it's just as possible to be the offspring of a Norse and Greek deity. If Loki did enlist Aphrodite to make it, it's possible that means it's technically our sibling."
"Please don't say that" Piper begged turning green. "I had the same thought and I don't want to be related to that monster in any way." She looked down a hallway and spotted an open door and a glimpse of pink silk decorations. "This way. I think I found it."
Sam followed close behind as an invisible pair of eyes watched them carefully.
Elsewhere Magnus and Alex were creeping through another corridor scanning the rooms for monsters. Alex, still wearing the suspenders and shirt from her Zeus disguise, pulled out her enchanted garote wire and wrapped it around her hands. Magnus kept his sword in pendant form around his neck, but kept his hand close in case they ran into trouble. He was still wearing the Greek amour including the helmet, which obscured his peripheral view a little. But out of the two of them he had the better weapon, if Pipers warning was to be taken, as his sword would be able to fly on its own and cut the weaver into ribbons from a safe distance as opposed to Alex who would need to get in close with her wire.
"This is going to take forever" Alex whispered in complaint and impatience.
"Just keep looking" Magnus whispered back. "We have to run into someone sooner or later."
"Yeah, but whose side would they be on?" She asked dubiously.
They continued searching until they heard a ruckus from down a hallway. Putting a finger to his lips Magnus led the way around the corner to find a corridor of doors slightly open. Behind each door they could hear the sounds of men and women making strange noises, a mixture of screams and groans and panting. One glimpse inside the first door solidified what they were listening too as the two Norse demigods found themselves staring at an orgy between seven figures in a bedroom. They didn't recognize any of the men surrounding the single beautiful dark skinned woman as they made love to her, penetrating as many holes as they could while she stroked those who were unlucky enough to participate.
"I think the creatures been through here" Alex whispered, turning around to check another room. This one was more intimate as a solitary pair of men fucked one another.
Magnus crept further down and spied on a trio of ladies fondling each other on a bed. "What should we do?" He asked his companion.
"Leave them be" she suggested. "The weaver is our focus." She then looked around the doors lining to corridors where more gods were having sex. "But just in case we should find a way to lock these doors. The last thing we want is Loki's new army trying to stop us."
He nodded in agreement, each making their way on either side closing the doors and finding a way to wedge them shut, tying the latches or blocking them with barriers. After a few minutes they were at the last door, which was when Magnus heard what he thought was the sound of footsteps further down the hall. "Annabeth?" He called out, signaling for Alex to follow him as he moved on.
The green haired demigod saw Magnus signal just as she peeked into the last room. She quickly scanned the interior but found the place empty save for an unconscious young woman sprawled on the bed. She went to close the door when she heard a sound coming from inside that sent the hair of the back of her neck on edge. Scanning the room she couldn't see anything, not until she felt something drip into her hair. Reaching up she felt something stick and wet, like saliva or semen. Tensing her muscles she raised her eyes up to the ceiling above her, peering into the shadows of the room.
At first she couldn't see anything. But then two tentacles shot out of the darkness and caught her around the neck. They moved so quick the girl didn't get a chance to cry out until she was being strangled, grabbing at the strong limbs chocking out a breath. The weaver held her in place, lifting her up a few inches so her toes where scrambling for purchase, her eyes bulging unable to scream. With her now captive a third tentacle lowered to her face, her darting eyes following it as it feared back before plunging into her open mouth. She was helpless as it forced itself down her throat and immediately began to pump its poison into her, listening to her muffled cries until her body fell limp as her dark eyes misted over.
All this transpired in the doorway to the bedroom while Magnus, oblivious to his friends distress, followed a nonexistent sound further into Olympus leaving her alone with the creature.
"What exactly are we looking for?" Sam asked as they searched Aphrodite's bedroom.
"You tell me. You know more about this creature" Piper said searching the dressing table. But the truth was she wasn't sure what she hoped to find. An instruction manual on how to destroy the creature? A note from her mom. What she did find was her old reflective dagger which she scarified to her ages ago. It allowed her to see events currently happening. She knew mom used it to spy on her children when they were having sex. (Don't ask how she found out.)
"What's that?" Sam asked as Piper looked into the reflection. In the blade she saw the gods overcome by lust and passion, all due to the weaver. But it didn't look permanent, some were already passed out and unconscious. Which meant the creature hadn't turned them into its army yet. They had time.
She stared at the blade more intently, trying to make it show her where Annabeth was. But all she saw was her own reflection. That was until she tilted it to the side and she suddenly saw her standing behind her wearing her invisibility cap.
"Annie?" She said, turning around startled. But no one was there. Except she knew she was because she heard the sound of bare feet running outside in the corridor. "Annie!" She called out chasing after her, grabbing Sam by the arm so she would follow. They sprinted down the corridor and out into the open, looking around the empty space. "Annabeth!" Piper called.
"I don't see her" Sam said scanning mount Olympus.
Piper looked to the blade again begging to see her best friend. She saw an image of the hall of gods in the reflection, with Annabeth standing within. "This way" she said, leading the Valkyrie up to the main building where the hall sat.
She burst into the large room where the thrones of the olympians sat in a semicircle around the hearth, each one tailor made to their specific god. Sam looked around the room in wonder while Piper fixed her gaze ahead at the hearth, where a naked Annabeth stood facing the fire. She cautiously drew her sword as she approached. Sam did the same, their eyes locked on the girl. "Annie?" Piper called to her.
There was a noise behind them as Magnus ran in to join them, panting for breath. "Annabeth?" He shouted to his cousin, falling in line with the girls.
"You shouldn't have come" Annabeth told them, turning her head, her blonde hair falling over her face. "You should've stayed at the camp. You would've been safe."
"We came to get you Annie" Piper explained stepping forward. "I came to rescue you. Percy's worried sick."
"Percy. I hate what o did to him" Annabeth whispered. "What I did to you. To all of you. But he made me."
As if on cue the weaver floated up from behind the hearth, drifting beside the daughter of Athena watching them. The three of them drew weapons and pointed them towards it, all except Magnus who took hold of his pendant. "Not yet" Sam hissed at him. He had to be precise and they needed answers first. "What are you?" Sam asked the creature. "Are you alive, or just one of my fathers puppets?"
The creature hummed as if amused, but only Annabeth could hear its voice whispering in her head. "He's the spawn of Loki, given life by the goddess of this pantheon. It has only one purpose."
"Ragnorok" she finished with a scowl. "Well as a servant of Odin I can't let that happen."
"It already has the gods. And us. We were his the moment it fed its poison into our system. But it needs more" Annabeth said, a regretful expression on her face. "Greek heroes aren't enough. It needs warriors, like those in Valhalla."
"If you think you can infiltrate Valhalla like you did here, you're gravely mistaken" Sam growled brandishing her spear.
"Annie, you can fight it"Piper said instantly. "I was able to. And so was Rachel. You can resist its influence. Help us stop it."
The weaver hummed loudly as Annabeth looked across at it. "You don't understand Pipes" she replied. "I gave myself to him willingly. I choose this. And everything that comes next."
"Now?" Magnus asked under his breath, ready to unleash the sword of summer upon the creature. Before Sam could give the word there was footsteps behind them. Magnus looked back to find Alex finally catching up. "Finally. I was beginning to think you'd run off" he muttered.
Piper looked at his sideways. "You two got separated?"
"Just for a few minutes" he shrugged as the green haired girl came up behind him.
Piper and Annabeth locked eyes for a moment, a tense clarity passing between them. "It only takes a moment" she said.
Pipers eyes went wide, screaming out to the young man "get away from her!"
But she was too late. Alex grabbed at the hand holding his pendant, deterring him from drawing the sword and using it, and with white liquid dripping from her mouth she pulled the son of Frey into a deep kiss.