The First Goddess Alexis - Heroes of Old and New

Chapter 4.

Hi everyone!

HIIIIII!!! I'M BACK!!!!

Ah.. yes, we see.

AND I'M SORRY THAT I WASN'T PRESENT LAST CHAPTER!!!

Okay..-

SO NOW IT'S TIME FOR:

THE QUESTION THING-

Hey.. that's weird, you guys didn't answer the question! That's sad..

Yeah, it is.

Though perhaps it's because you guys were waiting for me!

I-

So I'll repeat the question again!

WHAT IS THE 3rd SENTENCE IN THE 7th CHAPTER OF THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH!?!?

ANSWER DOWN IN THE COMMENTS (or in the thingy beside me..)

AND CONTINUE READING!!

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I woke up from a deathly nightmare, and a night full of rumbles in the cabin. I wish I could tell you that my nightmare was only about how someone was ripping open stuffed animals but..

Well, that night I found myself in the stateroom of the Princess Andromeda . The windows were open on a moonlit sea. Cold wind rustled the velvet drapes.

Luke knelt on a Persian rug in front of the golden sarcophagus of Kronos. In the moonlight, Luke's blond hair looked pure white. He wore an ancient Greek chiton and a white himation, a kind of cape that flowed down his shoulders. The white clothes made him look timeless and a little surreal, like one of the minor gods on Mount Olympus. 

The last time I'd seen him, he'd been broken and unconscious after a nasty fall from Mount Tam. Now he looked perfectly fine. Almost too healthy.

"Our spies report success, my lord," he said. "Camp Half-Blood is sending a quest, as you predicted. Our side of the bargain is almost complete." I was almost all too worried about where this conversation was leading with the 'lord'.

"Excellent," The voice of Kronos didn't so much speak as pierce my mind like a dagger. It was freezing with cruelty. That one voice that brought me back to the days were I enjoyed spending every moment with the man Luke was speaking to.

"Once we have the means to navigate, I will lead the vanguard through myself,".

Luke closed his eyes as if collecting his thoughts. "My lord, perhaps it is too soon. Perhaps Krios or Hyperion should lead—".

"No," the voice was quiet but absolutely firm, and I was surprised by how worried I felt for Luke. "I will lead. One more heart shall join our cause, and that will be sufficient. At last I shall rise fully from Tartarus," That holy name sent shivers down my back.

"But the form, my lord..." Luke's voice started shaking.

"Show me your sword, Luke Castellan,".

A jolt went through me. I realized I'd never heard Luke's last name before. It had never even occurred to me. Luke drew his sword. Only recently did I find out that it's name was Backbiter, Backbiter's double edge glowed wickedly—half steel, half celestial bronze. 

I heard about the multiple times Percy had almost been killed by that sword. It was an evil weapon, able to kill both mortals and monsters. It was quite a terrifying blade.