In which, Adira Lancaster falls in love with her rival, Percy Jackson
OR
he falls in love with her first, unknowingly.
She only seemed to think about a rivalry. Nothing else. Zilch. Nada. Zip.
-disclaimer- I do not own the Percy Jackson Books, or an...
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My veins felt like fire coursing. My bones felt strong as platinum, I felt flexible, like the wind.
I looked around me. All the snow was melted in a circular ball, and a puddle formed in front of me. I looked down into it. I saw my reflection.
My eyes were glowing. They flickered from my natural eye, and finalized back to the glow.
A mix of the color of the moon, and a mix of my natural eye color.
"Adira?" Percy asked, and I looked up at him. He looked a bit frightened, but then I felt a feeling tug on my back.
I turned around swiftly, to see Atlas running at me like a barbarian with a javelin. He was a few feet away. It was too late to get my sword out.
I remember back to that day on the field trip to the New York Metropolitan Museum of Art, two years ago. I thought of the line I read from the Hunger Games, Catching Fire. Katniss told herself: "This is where and how and when we all die."
Couldn't agree more, I thought to myself.
Shielding myself, I pressed my arms into an "x" position.
I expected myself to be dead, but when I looked up, all I saw were two large rocks of earth shaped in a "X" position.
That must be it.
When the virgin goddess shall concede, Must a gift be present to impede.
I let out a smirk. I swiftly put my arms down, and the stones obeyed, going back into the ground.
That's what those lines meant. The gift was the gift to manipulate elements. I shut my eyes and concentrated. When I opened them, I looked at a torch nearby. Concentrating, I pulled the fire towards me, and it followed. It spun in a circle at my command.
I looked towards my friends. They all looked confused.
I pulled out my sword, with the fire above my left hand.
I met Annabeth's eyes again. She nodded.
I looked at Thalia and Zoe, and I decided it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to die fighting with friends like this. Then I looked at Percy, who already had Riptide out.
"Now," I said.
Together, we all charged.
🏹
As for me, I did the stupidest thing in my life, which is saying a lot. I attacked the Titan Lord Atlas. Percy quickly followed me.
He laughed as I approached. A huge javelin appeared in his hands. His silk suit melted into full Greek battle armor. "Go on, then!"
"Adira! Percy!" Zoe said. "Beware!"
I knew what she was warning me about. Chiron had told me long ago: Immortals are constrained by ancient rules. But a hero can go anywhere, challenge anyone, as long as he has the nerve. Once I attacked, however, Atlas was free to attack back directly, with all his power.
