Memory of Gold - Percy Jackson

𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽

𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽
"A Dance of Opposites"

In a beautiful flower valley, two deities walked side by side, basking in each others' presence and exchanging their thoughts and musings.

The Ancients of Wind and Earth. Two beings with immense power enjoying a nice walk.

"Moving on," she rolled her eyes. "How was the fight with the lightning drake?"

He gave a small shrug. "It went fine."

She crossed her arms.

"Really? That's all?"

Percy gave a slow apologetic nod.

"Apologies. It took a while to track the drake. Once tracked, we gave it our all and managed to beat the monster."

She gave a smile. "See? Would it kill you to give less cold responses?"

"I'm trying."

"I know, I know," she patted him on the back, "and we appreciate it."

She walked forward extending her hand to him.

"Let's go back. I, frankly, am starving," she exclaimed. He gave a soft hum and enveloped her hand in between his golden ones.

The two walked hand in hand, walking back towards their encampment. The two shared their normal back-and-forth banter on the trip to their encampment. Their home.

As the two walked closer and closer to where their home was finally in view, they could see the faint outline of two people. A speck of blue and red.

Percy turned to Celeste as the two shared a look.

They walked closer and closer, hearing voices they recognized. And with tones that they were all too familiar with.

"I am SO sick of you!" They heard a voice that belonged to a very angry Neptis.

Ignis looked crestfallen. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to–"

"You know what? Fine! I've been putting up with your shit for as long as I can remember!" She shouted.

"You have been getting on my nerves since day one! I don't know what I did, or why I keep putting up with it, but I've had enough!" She growled out.

"I'm sorry, how can I make it up–"

"You can't!" She snapped.

"That pearl that you broke? That meant SO much to me. And you broke it, and for what? A stupid fucking prank?"

He looked at the ground in shame.

"I didn't mean to. It wasn't for a prank, I swear. I was meant to use it for–"

"I don't fucking care!" She shouted with vigor, tears freely streaming down her face...

"You broke it, that's that. There's NOTHING you can do to get my forgiveness."

"I'm sor–"

"Don't."

She wiped the tears from her eyes angrily. "I don't want to see you EVER again."

"Leave me the fuck alone."

A pang of hurt struck through the Ancient of Fire's heart.

"I..." His voice gave out.

"Okay. I understand." He hung his head low.

She turned her heel, her form turning into a silhouette of water and disappearing without a trace.