Berserker of the sea

Chapter 4 answers only bring forth more questions

Thalia dozed off as Zoe drove accross the states non stop. Making Grover promise to take the wheels if she started looking too tired to drive.

Even if the stubborn huntress wouldn't hesitate to slap him.

Sleeping of course wasn't the best course of action, but anxiously wondering if her father would kill her while continuously peering at the cloudy sky of winter, it left her feeling exhausted.

If she was ever meeting Morpheus it was to stab him where Apollo doesn't shine.

Now she was on what looked like a mountain. Artemis was there kneeling with the sky on her shoulders.

Her heart caught in her throat when she saw a monster step out of the shadows.

It had a long jutting face wide dark eyes with wild hair thicker than the mane of a lion. Thalia shivered in disgust when it's long tongue slithered out of it's mouth to lick the side of the goddess's face.

"That's enough!" Barked the familiar voice of Luke Castellan.

The gorilla like man huffed "i'll see you when this is all over sweet cheeks." Cooed the monster at Artemis. "I'd rather stay under the sky thank you very much." She replied throught gritted teeth.

The monster chuckled "I like em feisty." He turned back to luke, towering over him at eight feet tall. His bulging muscles covered by a sharp conjointed armor with a bear pelt over his head, it's once mighty paws laying limply over the powerful shoulders of the monstruous man.

"You know what I don't like?" Luke didn't look away from the mad gaze. His fist suddenly slammed right next to Luke. His armored hand digging a small crater next to the still unimpressed son of Hermes.

"I don't like weaklings telling me what to do!"

"The only reason we enlisted you're help, beast. Is because you have prior knowledge on this black swordsman. Now why don't you tell us more about him?"

This caught Thalia's attention.

The armored monster huffed "that son' bitch got lucky the first time we've fought. Still the most persistant human i've ever layed eyes on. If Griffith hadn't had a moment of weakness we could have killed that damn kid before he became a nuisance."

"Why would you're leader have a moment of weakness?" Calmly wondered Luke.

"Don't know, don't fucking care, just goes to show I should lead us." He complained spitting on the ground.

"How do you go from human to this?" Luke asked with a heavy undertone of disgust.

"Oh? Interested in becoming an apostle are we?" Asked the apostle an unnerving grin spliting his face.

"I only serve one lord and that's Kronos." Stated Luke making Thalia scowl. "I guess i'm just morbidly curious as to how you transformed into whatever the hell you're supposed to be."

"Well if you must know ya fucking bastard, you need a beherit, he reached into the crook of his armor. Producing a creepy disformed face attached to a necklace." He leaned uncomfortably close to Luke's face, making the demigod grab the handle of his sword.

"Next is the fun part, you gotta sacrifice everything that used to make you human. Murdering my family was cathartic as fuck, but look at me now, i'm might incarnate!" Exclaimed the apostle spreading his arms.

"Are you now?" Asked a cold voice. Luke fell to one knee glancing to his left. Thalia followed his gaze and her blood boiled. Annabeth layed on her back, her chest shackily rising and falling. A large strand of silver hair stood out of her golden blonde hair, which seemed to have lost some of it's color. She was a bit gaunt, but she was alive. She couldn't say the same about Luke when she got her hands on him.