Kronos (Book Two)

Confront

During the 24 hours....

The youngest son of Zeus wraps an arm around his Gorgon wife's waist. His other hand strokes her depressed emerald snakes to comfort her.

Baby Chrysaor and Pegasus finally fall asleep after crying their little lungs out. Stheno and Euryale gently rock their cribs with their tails.

Zeus had sent a royal letter by bird detailing what had happened. Artemis' death casts an unmovable shadow over her family.

"I didn't get a chance to say goodbye", Medusa tells him.

"Same here", Percy responds. "I.....want to avenge her."

His wife sits up while keeping her stone-causing emeralds on Athena's shield. Her brass hands grip his soft hands.

"Don't go."

"I can use the shield and-"

"Stop", she loudly whispers. "I don't want to lose you too."

Her broken voice makes him think it through. Even if Stheno and Euryale took care of their children, he wouldn't want to risk Medusa getting hurt by that infamous murderer. And revealing their presence would send Athena and other warriors after her. 

He decides that it's too dangerous for either of them to go. It already felt like he lost her before.

"Okay. We will stay here and protect our family as best as we can."

Her small smile is captured in the reflection. "Thank you."

He kisses her cheek and embraces her with the remainder of his strength. "I love you, Medusa."

"I love you too, Percy........when we have a daughter, let's name her after Artemis."

"A great idea from my genius gynaika (wife)."

"Close your eyes, syzygos (husband)."

The son of Zeus closes his eyes. Medusa pulls him by the chin and delivers a passionate kiss to him. Urges build up, but they stop since her sisters are close by.

"Once they leave, I'm all yours", she whispers into his left ear.

"And I'm yours too."

They watch as the Gorgon Sisters continue to rock their sons. They can't wait to tell them how well The Huntress had treated them all. 

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Her twin dragons wrap around their master to keep her warm and safe. Their scales prevent the cold breeze from blowing into her.

As soon as she feels herself nodding off, she smacks her face. Keeping herself awake as punishment for her captured friend. 

Her eyes try to count the grains of sand in the hourglass timer. She flips it when one side was filled.

As soon as she regains her magical powers, she will devote himself to finding him. She can't go back to Medus until he's safe with Demeter.

She keeps smacking herself in the face even when the moon was overhead. The orange streaks of daylight lets her know it's the next morning. She flips it several more times before drifting off to sleep....

The thought of his torture wakes her up. She rubs her eyelids repeatedly. Her vision refocuses for clarity. Through the cracks between the wings of her ride, she sees the daylight. Although she doesn't know how much time has passed, she knew it wasn't enough for her sleep schedule.

Her fingers tingle like something was returning. She doesn't hesitate to mutter a word. A small spark comes out. Her mind fixates on the inside of the chariot. With her finger, a small red wisp appears.

She goes to work with her fingers. Muttering incantations to reverse the nature of Hippolyta's aura. Heavy breaths leave her mouth, but she continues with the magic she had regained. She will find her friend and rescue him. Part of her wants to use the darkest spells to end the lives of his captors.....

But would he accept that?