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Chapter Fifteen - Carlos

"I hate heights."

"Yes, Alyx, we've established that."

Alyx turned her head away from the window, crossing her arms and pouting. It was a good thing she was back to her old self, only after she begged him to sleep with her. He gave in when she teared up.

"I'm bored." She mumbled.

"Then take a nap." He said, erasing a line.

"But I'm not tired."

"Then do something else."

"Fine fine…" She mumbled, pulling out her notebook and a pencil. Liam simply read, glancing around occasionally.

The flight was four hours to Dallas, and he passed it drawing. Thirty minutes before they landed, he glanced over at Alyx.

"Oh my gods, my dear!" He looked up to see an elderly lady looking at Alyx's drawing. "What a beautiful drawing!" Did the woman say gods?

"Oh, uh…" Alyx said, a bit startled. "Thank you, ma'am." He eyed Alyx's drawing a gaped a bit. It was so detailed, the eyes looked real. Sure it was black and white, but the image was absolutely gorgeous.

"You must sell it to me!" The woman said. "I collect art!"

"Sorry, I'm not selling it." She closed her notebook after putting her pencil inside, slightly pulling it away when the woman tried to grab it.

"Ma'am, please sit down." The flight attendant said, trying to coax the woman back into her seat. "We will be landing soon."

"Tell her she needs to sell her art to me!" The woman said, causing others to look up with raised eyebrows at the sudden noise. Liam raised his eyebrow, marking his book and closing it.

"I can't do that, ma'am. Please sit down." The woman didn't like being told no. She swiped the notebook out of Alyx's hand, holding it to her chest like it was hers.

"Hey! Give it back!" Alyx stood, her fingers twitching, and for a second, he thought he saw a small flicker of black lightning on her fingertips.

"It's mine!" She said. "She's trying to steal it from me!"

"What?" The flight attendant looked overwhelmed.

"Hey!" Liam said without turning around. "Give the book back or I'll have the security guards arrest you."

"You wouldn't harm an old lady like me!" The woman shrieked. "It's mine!" She hugged the notebook closer. Alyx gritted her teeth. Oh boy. When Alyx got angry, it was not pretty. At the school when the principal tried to kidnap him, he saw her eyes flicker with rage.

Her eyes clouded over, and she mumbled something under her breath, that sounded like Greek. He froze.

Reveal.

"Dark magic is condemned in the laws. Only the goddesses of Tartarus are allowed to use it."

The woman shrieked, dropping the book and turning ugly. Her skin turned black, leathery and wrinkled. Her eyes turned black with purple pits. Wings burst out from her back, her hair turning black. A whip appeared in her hand.

Immediately, the plane went into chaos. Liam and him stood up, in shock.

"A-A Kindly One?" Liam said.

"Eh? W-What is she doing here?" He asked, remembering the story that his mother told him about. Percy Jackson had been attacked twice by all three, one of them disguised as his algebra teacher.

"You will pay dearly, Alyx." The Fury hissed. The people who had been seated with her scrambled out, the plane filled with shrieking of terror. He glanced at Alyx, and he saw her tattoos under her bandages glowing a bit. Oh yeah. She wrapped her arms in white bandages so she could take her jacket off earlier that morning, saying if her jacket was ever ripped off, her tattoos wouldn't be revealed and her identity would be kept secret.

Liam cursed.

"I forgot my bow is in my backpack."

"I-It-" He froze as he saw Alyx extend her hand, a purple glow emitting from the cracks of the bandages.

"Diaskorpízo." She said, her voice echoing. He and Liam collectively shivered. The Fury suddenly shrieked and disappeared in a puff of black smoke. The glow vanished and Alyx snapped her fingers, the passengers returning to their seats and acting like nothing happened.

"Please return to your seats." The attendant said.

"You dropped this, miss." A man said, handing Alyx's book back.

"Thank you." She took it and they sat back down, staring at her.

"Did you bend the Mist?" Liam whispered.

"Yeah." She replied, putting it back in her satchel.

"And used magic?" He hissed.

"Yup. If you're going to ask how, I have no idea." She looked at her arms. "I just… It just came to me."

"Freaky…" Liam whispered in his ear. He nodded, his hands trembling. Alyx acted like nothing happened.

He sat his pack down on his bed, looking around. Alyx pulled off her pack, unzipping her jacket and pulling it off, setting them down and then unwrapping her bandages hastily. The area around her tattoos was red, like they were scorched but healed.

"They've never done that before." She said, sitting and rubbing her hand over them.

"You used dark magic…" Liam said softly. "Only the goddesses like Nyx and Akhyls can use it." She simply shook her head.

"I would tell you where I learned it, but I can't…" She looked down.

"We'll figure it out sooner or later, Al."

He settled happily into his bed, closing his eyes and falling asleep, hoping for a dreamless night.

But you know how demigod life is.

He stood in an elegant throne room with white marble walls, pillars and black curtains behind a gold throne with obsidian swirls. The floors were made of black tile. The same man from his other dream sat in the throne, impatiently tapping his fingers on the arm rest as a monster gave a report. A man stood next to the man, his hair white and long and tied in a ponytail, dressed in a black suit, black tie and white shirt. His eyes were yellow, like a cat's. His skin was almost white as a sheet.

"Thank you, Takei." The man in the throne said. "You are dismissed." The monster nodded and left. The man sighed and leaned back in his throne.

"I didn't realize leading an army of this size would be troublesome."

"You did it last time, sire." The other man said, handing him a handkerchief.

"But you weren't there." He said sourly. "You were still forming." Forming? Like a monster does? But the guy looked totally human except for his eyes.

"Yes, sire. But you can do it." He sounded sarcastic, but the other guy didn't realize it.

"But the girl is even more powerful now."

"You and Milady have conspired against her. You know her weaknesses."

"Still." The man pouted.

"Sire, I believe it is wise to start the next plan. You have seen their capabilities, and it's time for the first test, is it not?"

"True…" The man sighed and nodded, looking straight at Carlos, sending a shiver down his spine. He really hoped the guy didn't see him.

"Initiate Plan J."

To Be Continued...

Ah, that is only the beginning of Alyx's magic. I can't wait for the future chapters!

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