Chapter 9: To Kill a Demigod
Author's Note: I know it's short, but it was worth a cliffhanger.
"I see you are still alive," said a voice.
I looked closer to see that it was Noel near the Hollywood sign.
"Don't act surprised," he said. "The surprise is yet to come."
"Demigods make good food," the monster said.
"See, Sheldon, I told you I'd get you dinner if you'd help me," Noel replied.
I laughed when he called the Cyclops, Sheldon. I mean really, poor thing, it was probably picked on. I guess it is better that a long name that you can't pronounce or something random like "Bob."
"Dinner?" I replied. "Noel this isn't you. You've become a monster."
"Hello my fair Juliet," he replied. "Sheldon, kill all of them, except for the daughter of Aphrodite, I want her for myself."
He came attacking at a fast speed for a Cyclops.
"What is he?" Nico asked. "A Cyclops on steroids?"
I knew this was my turn to prove that I was more than a beauty. I grabbed my necklace and tore it from my neck. It transformed itself into a long whip called "Heartbreaker."
I ran as fast as I could toward Noel.
"Jump!" Percy yelled.
I did as I was told and I took off flying in the direction of Noel.
He shot arrows at me and proceeded to dodge them. He shot four arrows, each knocking off the wings on the shoes, sending me to the ground.
"Well, what have we here?" Noel said as I landed in front of him. "Flying shoes? Nice color."
"Thanks," I replied. "They would look horrible on you."
I stood up and flicked the whip in his direction, knocking the bow from his hands.
"You don't think I didn't anticipate that do you?" he asked. Noel pulled a long sword from his belt. "By the way, if you would have chosen me, I could think of other uses for that whip."
He came running towards me with his sword extended. A look of seer madness engrossed his eyes.
I tried my best to fend him off with my dagger, but it didn't work. I ran away as fast as I could, but failed to.
I flicked the whip, sending his sword over the edge of the cliff.
He charged at me with such intense speed, he knocked me down and knocked the whip from my hand before I could even react.
Noel lay on top of me and forced a kiss upon my lips. As we kissed, I bit his lip so hard it bled.
"Stupid slut," he said. "Since I can't have you, neither can Luke."
He withdrew a bronze dagger and waved it around. I tried to move, but I couldn't, I was paralyzed.
"Feeling, restricted?" he said. "I shot an arrow at your foot, if you didn't notice."
I glanced at my foot, and saw the arrow had indeed grazed my foot.
"Why Noel?" I asked. "It's Thursday evening and we haven't even found the last piece. We aren't going to find it in time!"
Tear welled up in my eyes and I knew what was coming.
"You really are stupid!" he said. "You've known, all along where it is. It's you!"
"Me?" I sobbed.
"Yes you!" he yelled as he pressed the knife to my neck. "I knew when you said he kissed you that that's when he transferred part of his soul to you."
Now, I knew what my mother meant by me "having it inside me all along."
Mom I prayed. Help me
I looked into Noel's now cold dark eyes & knew what I had to do; I had to Charmspeak him. I wiggled my toes and my fingers. Apparently since it just grazed me, it didn't affect me that much.
"Noel," I said sweetly. "Can you drop that knife please?" I asked.
He seemed to be in a daze and dropped the knife. I then kneed him in the couch causing him to curl in a ball.
He muttered a few curse words under his breath.
I picked up the dagger and placed it behind my back.
He got up and charged toward me and I did the thing that I knew I had to do. I held out the dagger and he ran into it.
Noel gasped for air and then fell backwards.
I stood in shock at what had just happened.
"Juliet!" Annabeth yelled as she came toward me.
I saw that they had defeated the Cyclops and they were all running towards me.
"I… I…." I stuttered.
"Juliet, you're bleeding," Aaron said.
I looked down to see my orange camp shirt becoming saturated with a scarlet fluid. In Noel's hand was a small dagger covered in my blood.
Things started to grown dark and cold.