Anyone who knows Arya Jackson for more than five minutes knows her opinion of the world, and demigods not so fair place in it. Unfortunately, since the war Arya isn't that easy to get to know. To most she's little more than a legend.
Arya is fine w...
'I think,' she said, 'sometimes it's hard no matter whose daughter you are.'"
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14.
Pieces Come Together
ARYA WOKE UP surrounded by water. She tried to kick herself upward but her arms and her legs were still coated in gold. Midas was a dirty rotten bastard who she hoped ended up in the Field of Punishment. Arya wasn't sure how they had gotten out of the mansion but she had hoped they'd gotten as far away as possible. That was a fair fight, Lit looked like he was going to give it to her. Midas was a coward, and wormed his way out of his deal she made him swear.
Arya focused on the water, willing it to chip away at the gold faster, to heal her arm that was covered in blood. She had determined by their coordinates they had gotten, somehow, to Colorado. That was good, she thought. The time limit worried her, the hours were ticking down.
Once the gold was gone Arya swam to the surface and saw Jason pulling Piper out of the river.
"Jason what happened?" Arya asked, pulling herself up and sitting on the ledge, as Jason got a hold of Piper.
"As soon as he turned you he turned Piper and Leo. I had to fight Lit, thanks to you I was able to get his fighting pattern beforehand. I beat him and tricked Midas into turning him gold before having lightning explode the roof of the house. Hedge helped me get you all here, I harnessed wind spirits until we crashed into a mountain."
"An impressive feat by yourself. Now I really owe you." Arya said looking up to the cave where a fire seemed to be brewing.
"You don't owe me anything." Jason said attention turning to Piper "I have to get her somewhere warmer,"
Thinking back on what Midas and Madea said about a patron, Arya didn't like it, but theories were forming in her head. She couldn't wait until tonight to get answers. She glanced down at the water her feet were still in.
"Take her up. I have to try something. Hopefully it will give us some answers."
Jason looked at Arya asking if she was sure. Arya nodded and told him she would be up eventually. Arya focused on the half frozen river in front of her.
"Alright Poseidon. I'm coming in."
She pushed herself off the bank and submerged herself. She swam in circles, waiting for something from him. Anything. Down the river, a bright light started to glow. Arya covered her eyes. When she opened them back up, Poseidon was a few feet in front of her, his normal black and gray hair, tanned wrinkled face, Hawaiian shirt, and baseball hat.
