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IF NOT FOR LUCIA AND HER LIGHT TRAVEL, PIPER WOULD'VE DIED. The golden brunette was quick to realize they were in the crossfire and got them over to the edge of the road in a horrified daze. Piper blinked twice and dizzily held her head on landing.
As the boys crossed swords, gold against bronze. Sparks flew. Their blades blurred— strike and parry—and the pavement trembled. The first exchange took only a second, but Lucia couldn't believe the speed of their sword fighting. The horses pulled away from each other. Tempest thundering in protest, Blackjack flapping his wings.
"Stop it!" Piper yelled with charmspeak.
For only a moment, Jason heeded to her voice. His golden eyes turned towards the two. However, Percy charged at him, slamming his blade into Jason.
Thank the Gods, Percy had turned Riptide, so the flat of it hit Jason's chest. However, the impact was still enough to knock Jason off his mount.
Blackjack cantered away while Tempest reared in confusion. Tempest charged into the field of sunflowers and dissipated into vapor. Meanwhile, Percy struggled to turn his Pegasus around.
"Percy, baby, please listen to me," Lucia pleaded. She didn't know charmspeak, and trust that she never wanted to learn it. But she hoped her familiar voice could reach out to the boy she loved somehow.
His terrifying golden eyes met her purple ones. She winced but tried to keep her voice steady. She held a hand out. "Put away Riptide. I know you don't want to hurt him. Jason is our friend, remember?"
Lucia could hardly believe it, Percy's sword-fighting arm dipped. His face softened for a single moment.
Jason roared. A bolt of lightning arced out of the clear blue sky. It ricocheted off his gladius and blasted Percy off his horse.
"No! Percy!" Lucia screamed.
Blackjack whinnied and fled into the wheat fields. Jason charged at Percy, who was now on his back, his clothes smoking from the lightning blast.
For a terrible, paralyzing moment, Lucia lost all her breath. Gaea seemed to whisper to her: You must choose Lucia. Why not let Jason kill him?
She whisked toward Piper with ferocity, her heartbeat in her ears.
"Piper!"
"Jason, stop!" Piper screamed pouring power into her charmspeak.
He froze with his sword six inches from Percy's face, the gold light in his eyes flickering uncertainly. "I cannot stop. One must die."
There was something different about that voice. It wasn't Gaea, and it definitely wasn't Jason. Whoever it was spoke haltingly as if English wasn't their first language.
"Who are you?" Piper demanded.
Jason sneered. "We are the Eidolons. We will live again."
"Eidolons," Lucia furrowed her eyebrows when Piper looked at her for answers. She'd studied all sorts of monsters at Camp Half-Blood, but that term wasn't familiar."Fine, I'll bite. What the hell does that mean?! Are you a ghost?"
"He must die." Jason turned his attention back to a recovering Percy.
Lucia dove into action. She charged forward and skidded across the floor, sweeping the blonde boy off his feet. Jason's head hit the asphalt with a nauseating conk, and Lucia rose in one swift motion.
"Stop it!" Piper yelled again, the charmspeak in her voice being replaced by sheer desperation.
"Piper! I'm a healer! He's fi—"
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²𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘. percy jackson
Fanfic𝄞 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘.(n.) behold the blood of Hyacinthus, which had poured out on the ground beside him and there stained the grass, was changed from blood; and in its place a flower, more beautiful than Tyrian dye, sprang up. ❝ Near time...
