The lighting bolt passed by Zoe's head and hit a nearby tree. The tree fell to the ground near a few huntresses. Zoe's facial expression was a cross between horror and relief. I couldn't tell which one she was showing more "That get your heart racing?", I said with snark. Her face quickly contoured from relief and fear to burning fury that could burn a hole through anything. "Wow, someone can not take a joke at all. You should really work on that because no one's going to want to date someone as humorless as you."

" I hope you fucking die, boy! You obliterated my mistress and you killed Phoebe," Zoe said as tears sprang from Zoe's eyes. she stared at me like she was imagining me being killed slowly. My thoughts turned to the dead huntress. Any normal person would have felt something when they killed her but instead I felt nothing. I didn't even have the self-disappointment I had when I left Jason and Bobby on that empty train cart. For Phoebe I had no sympathy to give to her. After all, she was trying to kill me so she should have expected me to not hold back.

"Your friend died because she was trying to kill me. I would have spared her if she was only scouting me, but she shot an arrow at my neck and tried make my blood spill. So I spilled hers instead of letting her spill mine. Is it so wrong that a person values their own life over someones elses? Zoe quickly wiped her tears away and looked at me with clear eyes.

"It is wrong for a person who's killed hundreds of thousands of people to go off living."

"Maybe it isn't moral for me to still be living but Zoe." I looked at her dead in the eye,"What can you do about it beside complain and watch me do it." Electricity arced between my fingers as I raised my hand. "I have power and you don't so therefore there is nothing you can do to stop or even hinder my progress." I know I sounded like a realist but I didn't care. If I wanted them to stay away from me then I had to make them feel powerless, crush their spirits. The huntresses seemed to carry a look of hopelessness in their eyes. Some stopped looking at me all together and instead found the forest floor more interesting. Zoe still kept her fiery gaze locked on to me with no more tears clear in her eyes. I probably would never break that pure determination down in this very moment. Killing her was also an option I could take. It would break down the rest of the huntresses and have the only person who could rally them up nonexistent. No, as much of a bitch Zoe is killing her would just be wrong. She wasn't attacking me nor was she planning to. She was like a defiant teenager listing off threats but never actually doing any of them. The thought made me chuckle a bit as I turned around and headed towards the town. I could hear Zoe yelling at me from behind but I ignored her. There was no point in me being here anymore. I had defeated Artemis, scared her huntresses, and made them doubt coming after me again. I had done all I needed to make them doubt coming after me again. I walked away with a smirk on my face, satisfied with my results I walked away to the town with a smile on my face. The town's name was Bertrand and I hated even seeing it. It's not a sleazy or dirty town. In fact its a very quaint and pleasant town. It looked so much like my part of Seattle. Every single time I saw this town I couldn't help but think Seattle in shambles. I killed thousands of people in that one little part of the city. I'm still trying to figure out why I was able to do what I did. If every child of Zeus blew up a city when they awoke the Seattle tragedy wouldn't be that shocking. And when I fought Jason he didn't even hold a candle compared to me. Why was I so special? I pushed the thought out off my head and tried to focus on where Luke would be. He probably was at a place that served brunch so I just had to find a place like that. As I was walking I saw Luke sitting on a bench near a café. As I walked up to him he looked at me and smiled.

"So how'd it go?" A smile slid across my face.
"She's been dealt with."

"Oh, I didn't know if you even had it in you," Luke said with an obvious smile across his face.

"I burnt her to her skeleton then blew her up," I said sharing the smile.

"Well, I doubt will need to worry about her anymore."

"Yeah so what about that brunch you promised me." Luke's smile faded as his face morphed into a serious expression.

"I can make it up later, Sirius. We have to leave now."

"Why? I just decked Artemis and made her huntresses shit their pants. We have nothing to worry about."

"Look up at the sky." I looked up to see a dark purple cloud rapidly approaching our immediate area. My eyes widened as I realized that my father was coming to pay me a visit, and I doubt that it's gonna be the heartfelt reunion I was hoping for. "Now do you see why we have to get the hell outta here. A smile slid across my face.

"No, I think it's about time I paid dad a little visit and get all the birthday presents he owes me," I said as electricity crackled on hands. Luke grabbed my arm and gave me the are you crazy look.

"No, you are not fighting the king of gods in a one on one fight now!"

"Come on Luke! You know what I did to Artemis so what makes you think I can take this guy!" I screamed at the clouds

"Zeus is twelve steps above Artemis and you know that!"

"Well I'm a hundred steps ahead of Artemis and I can fight this jackass!" Luke squeezed my arm tighter.

"Sirius, if you fight him you're putting my and everyone elses lives around you at risk. Do you honestly think this fight isn't going to destroy this town. Do you honestly want this place to end up like Seattle!" I looked around and visualized the destroyed streets and crushed houses. If I fought him this place would look even more like my home.

"Alright, how are we going to get out of here?" A smile returned to luke's face as he turned towards as he turned towards a blue convertible.

"We don't have to bash the window open with this baby." A smile came across my face.

"Did I ever tell you what an amazing person you are?

"No, but you can tell me anytime I guess." Luke hopped into the drives spot while I took shotgun. Luke then began to hot wire the vehicle. It took less than thirty seconds before the " It's our car not yours, bud." The man seemed to calm down.

"Oh, sorry about that. I could have sworn that this was my car." I nearly laughed out loud at car's engine began to run. A man came running out of the café just before Luke was about to drive

"Why the hell are you taking my car," The man screamed.

the man's stupid action.

"Oh, and you have my keys so give them back." The man reached into his pocket and pulled out his car keys.

"Sir, I am so sorry about this. I don't know how these got in my pocket," the man said as he tossed Luke his keys.

"Thanks, I'll take real good care of her," Luke said as he began to drive away. The man's eyes seemed to widen as he realized what just happened. I was still laughing at how funny the situation was.

"How in hell did you get him to give you do that?"

"It's called bending the mist. It works very well at tricking people into giving you free stuff. Just because I can't shoot lightning out off my hands doesn't mean that I can't have awesome powers like you."

"Yeah, I still prefer shooting lightning out of my hands than being able to take about anything I want. But taking anything I want sounds very appealing."

"Well we're not out off the woods yet. How far is that cloud from us?" I turned around to find the dark purple clouds stopped following us and seemed to stop near the forest.

"Looks like we're in the clear," I said as I patted Luke's shoulder. "Oh, by the way where did you learn to drive a car?"

"This isn't the first car I stole so I have a lot of experience with driving one. I can teach you sometime if you want."

"Sure but I'm gonna grab some sleep now. I woke up to early and I need some more shut-eye."

"You slept till ten."

"Wake me up in a couple of hours," I said as I went on my side and fell back asleep. As I was trying to fall asleep I heard the radio go on.

"They say that they've given up on rebuilding Seattle for the time being. the president says It's simply too much for taxpayers to handle now. It's a damn shame, Seattle's population over 630,000. Imagine how many families died by that nuke. What kind off sick soul would do something as twisted as that. I quickly went up and turned the radio off. Though he say they're going to build the new city three times as big when they have the funds to rebuild it.I was going to turn it off anyway because when I sleep I like silence but hearing them talking about Seattle just gave me more of a will to not listen. I shut my eyes and focused on nothing but my slow and steady breathing. I felt someone shove me awake as I slowly opened my eyes.

"Wake up, the cars out of gas."

"God dammit," I said as I got out of the car still groggy.

"Well, I guess we're back to walking to our next destination," Luke said as he took out our bags. He tossed mine to me and I quickly went and took a candy bar out. It's not a nutritional diet but it'll get me through the days.

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The dark clouds were now completely out of our sight as the son's hot rays pelted down on us. I was beginning to regret that I had chosen such dark clothing considering that I've been walking for two and a half hours and the sun is starting to wear me down. I didn't understand why I was still sweating; my body is able to take thirty arrows and be fine but I can't take a little heat? Luke on the other hand was acting like this was easy for him. He was sweating but his face showed no signs of irritation from the sun. He obviously used to this type of stuff and was able to suck it up. I was the core opposite of him considering that I was sighing every thirty seconds and was mumbling curse words about the sun.

"How much longer, Luke?" I whined.

"You must have been one pampered child growing up," Luke said with obvious frustration. I laughed at his frustration and decided to keep going.
"Well, mom never made me be rough, tough, and manlike. But I am gradually getting more manly one wine at a time," I said in a whiny voice.

" You're becoming more like a whiny little bitch with super powers," Luke muttered under his breath.

"Were going to have to stay on this highway for a couple more hours before

"Sirius move a cars getting close to us." I went out-of-the-way of the black van and gave it the bird.

"Dumb drivers." as As we continued to walk my thoughts wandered to Bobby and Jason. I hadn't focused my thoughts on them for a while now. Considering how long it's been since I left them to die there either back at camp jupiter or they have met with their mortality. I still didn't feel sad or depressed about their situation. I still felt nothing towards their deaths. I didn't understand why though. I remember feeling sad about someone's death before. hell I even was sad when an aunt I had never met before died. So why was I not saddened when I thought of Jason or Bobby dying? Was it because they were trying to kill me? I began to contemplate this morbid train of thought for a bit. The thought of dead people off course lured my mind back to Seattle. Unlike Jason and Bobby I thought about the incident in Seattle almost everyday. It was like a scab, no matter how badly I try to keep myself from picking at it I always open the wound up. It was healing though, the scab is getting slightly smaller each week it seems. But in the tiny areas where the scab no longer is I can see a scar. A scar that's oddly shaped and is extremely noticeable when you compare it with the other parts of the skin. I can do nothing about it except wait for it to heal fully and see what monstrosity it truly is. It seemed like Nyx has been able to defeat Hemera in their tireless battle and had been able to keep the kingdom of the sky under her control. but I doubt her control when last more than eight hours as Hemera comes to take her kingdom back. This highway was empty besides the occasional few cars passing by. But The street lights were the only light we had and even those were pretty dim. For some odd reason the black van always seemed near us. It seemed when it came out of our sight it was back in a few minutes behind us back. Since the highway was empty the van was able to go at it's own pace unless a car was coming towards it in which case it just switched to another lane. The van was going forty miles at best and twenty at worst. I felt like the person in that van was a child predator. What other reason would they have to keep pursuing us. When the van drove by us for the fortieth time I had enough. When I saw the van in the distance I stood in front of it. I expected whoever was driving to stop, but the van began to speed up like its life was in danger. I felt my ribs break into bits as the van came in contact with my body. The van slowed down a bit when it came into contact with my body, but the van began to quickly speed up again.

"Oh, no you don't you sonovabitch." Electrical currents flowed through my arms as an electric ball as large as a baseball began to form in my palm. With rage in my red eyes, I threw the explosive ball at the van. The ball missed the van by a couple of feet but exploded close enough to damage the vehicle. The van swerved the side of the road and stopped when it hit a nearby tree. Luke and I quickly went to the car crash with weapons in hand. Quickly, I went to the driver's door and opened it. A a bronze blade greeted me as it pierced my stomach. To my convenience, a kick to the chest made the blade slide off my stomach. Despite the pain, I still stood up to face my opponent. He looked about fifteen and had light brown hair and calculating grey eyes like the women on Olympus. He had a sword made of celestial bronze just like luke's sword, and he also had armor made of the same material. His gray eyes filled with shock as he saw my wound heal itself. With a over saturated battle cry he ran towards me. He swung his sword down aiming at my neck. With electricity. Surging through my blade I raised it to parry his attack. With a flash of red light the boy fell down to the ground lifelessly. Black sparks jolted on the boy's body like his corpse was channeling it. Luke's face immediately expressed disgust when he looked upon the corpse. He looked like he was about to yell something but a noise stopped him dead in his tracks. As I turned towards the noise, the van's trunk door swung open. Three kids stepped out and looked at me and Luke. They had the same bronze armor and weapons as the brown-haired boy. There was two brown-haired boys and one blonde haired girl. The blonde haired girl's eyes were the same as that women on Olympus and the driver but were stricken with rage. She had the same calculating look in her eyes but looked like she was thinking of the slowest, most tourchrus way of killing me. I would be lying if I didn't say they freaked me out. I felt like I knew her face as well. Just looking at it reminded me of Seattle and not in it's "I've got the two on the left you got the blonde on the right," I said as I looked at the blonde girl.

"OK, I got him," said Luke as he raises his sword.

"Wait," Luke said right before I was about to attack. "Listen, we don't have to resort to violence. Just let us go and will be on our way without any bloodshed. We don't mean any harm towards any of you." The girl with blonde hair focused her icy gaze on Luke.

"Perseus Jackson, has already killed one of my brothers and my father. What's going to convince me to just let both of you run free when it's almost certain that you're going to kill more people," the blonde said icily. She turned her head towards me and spoke, "Do you remember who I am, scum?"

No, should I be more aware of who you are?"

"You are the one who killed my father." One of my eyebrows rose as I waited for her to spit out her last sentence. Her face cringed with disgust as she began to spit out another sentence. "My name is Annabeth Chase. Ring a bell in that empty skull of yours" My eye's widened as my mind began to pick the pieces Annabeth was leaving behind and put them all together. I remembered who this girl was. She was Mr. Chase's daughter, Annabeth. It wasn't surprising that I forgot who she was. I had only met her once and that was it so she faded from my mind quickly. I never thought she would be a demigod. From my limited knowledge of her she was basically her father and something even more intelligent. She was calculating and wasn't afraid to show off her knowledge. She's was the kind of person who was nice but you couldn't be around for a certain period or else you'll begin to self-pity yourself because of how stupid you are in comparison to her. The first time I met her was when I was ten and her knowledge matched a professor at Yale. When Mr. Chase introduced me to her she was reading a high school biology book. When I asked her why she was reading it she said she was comparing the books that each high school gave out to decide which one she was planning to go to. At the time I still was having trouble with long division and this girl was thinking about which high school to go to! I will admit, my anger towards her is irrational but I couldn't help but feel resentment towards her. I wonder what she thought of me now that I have my powers? That was a stupid question. I knew she hated me and she had every right as well. I killed her father and brother. You'd think after all the bloodshed I caused I would begin to feel something. I still didn't feel any emotion for their deaths or Annabeth's sadness. I was feeling something different though. I wanted to care about their deaths and her sadness but I couldn't. I looked back at Annabeth's brother. I wonder what kind of life I took away from this kid? He probably had a mortal and godly parent that loved him, friends that cared for him and cherished his company, maybe a girl who was waiting for him back home. I took all that away from him in the blink of an eye. That was the type of power I held and I can't just let it run wild. No, all the people I've killed were in self-defense so that makes it okay. They knew they could die if they crossed me but they did it anyway. No, I could have held back and spared their lives and they could have lived. If I hadn't killed Phoebe maybe the huntresses wouldn't hate me as much as they do now. They definitely still would because there misandry pieces of shit, but they may have hated me less if I sparred Phoebe's life. Now they watched me kill one of their sisters, and to put icing on the bad news cake, I killed their leader in cold blood. Well technically it was more like hot ash because I didn't even leave a body but you get the point. I could have just restrained Bobby and Jason instead of detaching cart they were on from the rest of the train. That is a ridiculous idea. If you let them live they would just come back and fight you again. Killing them is the best option to keep me and Luke safe. No! If I continue to kill people I'll just cause the gods to hate me more and send stronger threats towards my way.

"Ok, how about we all just walk away and you can go and tell Camp Jupiter about this." A boy next to Annabeth raised his eyebrow and said, "What are you talking about? We come from Camp Half blood not camp whatever you're talking about."

"Wait, you're not with Jason?" Luke said. The boy shook his head and denied our claim. I began to step back slowly but still retained eye contact. Luke noticed me walking back and quickly followed. The three demigods quickly held up their weapons towards us.

"Stop! Unless you want us to kill you like you did my father, I suggest both of you to stay where you are!" Annabeth shouted. I gave her a rebellious stare as I reluctantly stopped. The tone in her voice just rubbed me the wrong way. Who does she think she is trying to threaten me. She knows I was able to kill her brother with only one sword swing so why is she bossing me around? No, the better question is why I'm listening to her commands. sparks began to arc between my fingers as I gave her a refractory seemed to notice me getting more agitated by the moment. He must have thought that I was going to do something drastic and honestly I might have.

"Look we're not going to try to hurt you. Sirius only attacked you because you ran him over like a deer. We just want to leave." The two brown-haired boys seemed to consider this because they began to slowly lower their weapons. Annabeth, was unfortunately a different story. She kept her sword raised high and mighty and seemed to have a more aggressive look in her eyes.

"Hey Annabeth, maybe we should let them go and report this to camp instead?" Said one of the brown-haired boys. The other brown-haired boy nodded in agreement. Annabeth gave them a cold stare but didn't say anything. Luke and I began to walk away again but still kept eye contact. As we walked away from the demigods I noticed Annabeth fiddling with an object she had in her pants pocket. I wasn't able to see the object even though we only were about ten feet away from her. She flung the object out of her pocket and directly towards my chest. The all too familiar feeling of being stabbed came into my senses as a knife dug into my chest. A bolt of lightning immediately flew towards where Annabeth was. Unfortunately due to the knife still being in my chest, my aim was a bit off and the bolt hit their van causing it to rattle. Electricity gathered in my hand as I finally got a good look at Annabeth and the two other boys and felt my rage begin to set in. The two boys quickly held their swords back up and charged at me. Idiots, what did they think they were doing? I didn't even stop running to fight them. Arcs of black lightning struck one of the boys as I ran towards them. After I stopped shocking him he fell to the ground motionless. I didn't have much time to look at his corpse but I could see his eyes wide open in shock (Ha, get it because he shocked him to death. I'm a horrible person and I shouldn't amused by this) and his mouth opened slightly like he was going to say something. No words came out of his mouth though. He was dead so I shouldn't expect any heroic words of courage. His friend just stood there shocked as I put my hand to his forehead. He convulsed a little before falling back all together. Blood seemed yo rush out of his nose as he fell. Some blood splattered on my cheek but I didn't wipe it off. I turned my attention towards the girl who threw the knife at me, Annabeth. I felt a swift cut hit my arm then I heard something near me fall to the ground. Then I felt a blade pierce through my back. I turned around to see a head of blonde hair and a pair of gray eyes. She had a look that seemed to combine anger, hate, relief and triumph. I smiled a little at her incompetence. She was a fool for the thinking she had won. I turned around and swung my sword at her. Seeing this in advance, she effortlessly dodged my attack and cut of my other arm. It didn't matter though. I punched her stomach and pulsed. She flew for a second and landed a couple of feet away from me. As she struggled to look up her eyes went to the arm she cut off. The flesh had just finished regenerating and it was starting with the my arms skin. I felt a tingling sensation as the bone in my left arm began to reconstruct. I walked over to Annabeth in a dramatic way. As I raised my hand electricity gathered in my palm.

"Goodbye, Annabeth," I announced with little sympathy. "I hope you meet your father," A fist hit my face as I was lowering my hand. The blast missed Annabeth by a foot. Shrapnel from the blast scattered everywhere hitting both me and Annabeth. Who the hell hit me? I killed the two brown-haired boys along with the kid who was driving so there's was no one left in the van besides Annabeth. I turned around to face my newest opponent and saw a pair of icy blue eyes that seemed like they melting with rage. I saw Luke.

Author's notes

I'm not dead yet sorry for the absence this past month its just that I lost my laptop and I had to get a lot of other stuff done so I couldn't spend too much time on this chapter but I'm going to try to get back into my regular schedule.

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