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Chapter 14 ~ Take my Hand

*Disclaimer: I do not own the Kane Chronicles, Percy Jackson and the Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus series and its fictional settings, characters and story line. This is merely a Fan fiction written for my and the readers enjoyment. Due to changes made, this story now covers the timeline from The Lightning Thief to The Crown of Ptolemy. Magnus Chase and The Trials of Apollo are not included.*  

Chapter 14 ~ Take my hand

Sadie Kane

     I blamed Carter... How can I not when we swore to each other that we will never attempt anything that will drain us completely? I was angry at him for breaking our promise when I also had the itch to use magic too. I hated him for trying to be the hero, and I didn't want to sacrifice his Sanity for it.

     How did it feel like being trapped inside a mini statue by magic? Literally speaking, I had magically shrunk to a size about 5 centimeters tall and encased within the ceramic.

     The space was so small I could spread my arms horizontally and touch the walls with both fingertips. That's wasn't all, as if I could escape from this place, my wrists were shackled to the wall.

     I inhaled deeply to calm my racing heart but immediately felt a burning pain in my lungs from the air, it was like inhaling pure acid. I retched out the toxic in my lungs as a voice came from somewhere "Don't struggle, it will hurt more. Just breath tiny gulps with your mouth."

     I didn't have time to argue with the voice, I tried as best as I could to follow what the voice said and sure enough, the harsh burning in my lungs. When I could breath without having much of the toxic burning my lungs I asked "Where are you?"

     The voice laughed "Funny, asking where instead of who."

     I paused for a moment to make sure I was falling behind my breathing "Are you going to answer or not."

     She replied after a few moments, probably catching up with her breath too "I don't know where I am but I assume we're both trapped in Ceramic, breathing poison that is meant to kill us slowly."

     I recognized her voice "Annabeth?"

     She sounded surprisingly calm "Hmm?"

      I didn't have the words to reply. I started to say "Annabeth... about what happened at Manhattan—"

     She cut me off "Shhh, the walls have ears."

     I didn't speak further and took my time to study the place I was enclosed it. A weak red glow illuminated a little of my prison and I could see it was a distinct shape of a Statue of a human. Could I punch my way out? Or, this thing was magically designed to keep me exhausted and weak for that.

      Annabeth said in a silent voice I almost didn't catch it "I heard them talking from outside the statues. We're some sort of sacrificial gifts between each sides, I'll be given to the Egyptian Gods and you to the Greeks."

     I asked trying to keep my voice from shaking "What are they going to do to us?"

     I heard a hint of fear in her voice "I don't know, but its bad... Really bad. But, the only thing I was sure of is that we're going to die."

     I was sure Annabeth was scared about the death threat. She was scared of how we were going to die. I replied "We need to escape, now."

     Annabeth replied in a steadier voice "They don't know we can hear everything they say and from what I heard, an outsider has to break us out."