Percy Jackson: The Light Bringer

Maybe It's Time

   Andromeda found herself in a garden. It stretched in all directions as far as the eye could see. The enormous sea of flowers mesmerised her, reminding her of simpler and happier times.

   She wondered how she got here. She tried to remember what she was doing before appearing here, but she couldn't focus. It was like trying to grasp a forgotten memory.

   The soft leaves and petals of flowers brushed past her leg as she walked. She wasn't walking anywhere in particular, but yet she felt as though she was getting closer to something.

   A little ahead, she saw a woman. She was sitting on a rock, facing away from her. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make out what she was wearing. The woman's dress seemed to blur and change.

   "Hello?" Andromeda asked as she reached the woman. The woman looked up and presented a warm smile.

   Andromeda couldn't help but feel a little jealous of how pretty she was. Yet when she looked at the woman's eyes, a cold shudder last through her.

   Her eyes were red and somehow reminded her of destruction. But when she broke eye contact, the feeling passed.

   "Hello, child," the woman said in a motherly tone, making Andromeda's shoulder relax.

   "Who are you?" Asked Andromeda.

   "Oh, I am nobody interesting." She said with a laugh. "I live here."

   "You do?" Andromeda asked with a slight surprise. "It's beautiful here."

   "Thank you, young one," the woman replied. "Though gets a bit lonely here." 

   "Would you like to see my home?" She asked softly, gesturing to a small wooden house down the hill.

   Andromeda wondered why she hadn't seen it before but nodded nevertheless. She didn't often accept invites from strangers. But now, she didn't give much thought to it.

   The woman smiled and stood, holding out her hand for Andromeda to take.

   Andromeda complied, and suddenly, she found herself feeling like a small child. She liked the feeling of not having a care in the world.

   They both walked towards the wooden abode, hand in hand, laughing.

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   Nico and Perseus were turning out to be more than a challenge for War. Percy would distract War while Nico wrapped him up in shadows in his confused state.

   Perseus would then charge in and slash him with his sword. He would then grab War in a headlock, and Nico would stab him with his Stygian blade, although the Greek metal wouldn't do as much damage as the Sword of Eden. Very quickly, the horseman's armour was broken and chipped in numerous places.

   They went on for a few turns until War caught on to their strategy and swatted Nico as he dived with his sword. He then flipped Percy over his head and into the ground.

   He held out his hand, his axe changing into an Ahlspeiss spear. He then brought it down on Perseus's defenceless body.

   'So this is how I go out.' Perseus thought, waiting for the strike that never came.

   He heard a scream of pain as he opened his eye to see War with a sword stuck in his right arm. Nico's sword had found its mark in one of the spots where the armour was torn open.

  War's dense flesh stopped the sword from cutting too deep, but Nico had other ideas. He grabbed the hilt of the sword, and before War could react, kicked the other end, forcing the sword to cut the horseman's arm cleanly off.