The Unwanted Legacy

Ch-23: Lift, not a gate

When I had heard Bob describing the tarturus gate as a lift, I thought he said so because he didn't know the right words for the portal, so when we reached the place, I was, well least to say, shocked. The gate actually fucking resembled the look of 2 lifts! And you actually had to fucking keep the button pressed for I don't know how long since I practically zoned out when Nico was explaining a ton of important shit to me. Anyways, no monsters were there since Leto had practically lured all of them near Nyx's castle saying , "I smelled a demigod somewhere here" (plus a reader sent me death threats if this wasn't the case). 

I was extremely grateful to her because of this, she had no reason to pick our side, she was a person who hates my father, Zeus and has no actual connection towards demigods, except maybe Nico di Angelo. She seemingly likes humans though, and obviously her twin children, Apollo and Artemis so it doesn't seem fully unreasonable from her side to take part into wrong side of the war.

Nico had hatched up some plan in which all I was going to do is get inside the lift as soon as the gate opens, Nico would be with me when Bob will be pressing. On the other side, their would be one of Nico's servant ghosts pushing the button so that the lift opens up on Earth. The process was too simple to be true yet it had to be done as swiftly as possible in order for the nearby monsters to not sense us.

We got into the lift, bid our final goodbyes and ventured back into the human world, a.k.a Gaia, which was currently almost as dangerous as Tartarus, but seeing that the monsters had no actual way of coming back, I think it might become safer.

The lift was going to take some time to reach above world, and it was then when I started crying. The moment had finally come when the adrenaline drained out and whatever had happened in the last few weeks hit me, even harder than puberty and that said something. My knees went weak and I landed on the ground unable to stop the brimming of my tears. Nico crouched besides me, patting my back, uttering comforting words that my mind blocked me to hear.

I had escaped a fucking near death situation, despite the fact that I practically cannot die, it was still really frightening. And right now, I admired Nico's courage and willpower way more than ever, he had been into all this since he was barely 10, and even in Tartarus, he went through scenarios way worse than mine. I was frustrated by the fact that there were gods waiting to kill me, specifically Hera. And my life would never ever go back to normal, despite it never really being it. I missed my parents, I missed my grandparents, I missed Mia, I missed that awful jerk who tried to hold me down in the hallway, I missed that guy from primary school who used to cuss at me and had turned the whole fifth and sixth grade against me. I would rather be in a life like that then this, where I wouldn't even know if next moment my companion will ever survive or not.