𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑭𝑨𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 [ᕼᑭ ᙭ ᑭᒍO]

XIX || "Like Father like Son"

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"I have said it once, and I am saying it again Percy;
you wouldn't want me as your enemy."

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Back at cabin eleven, everybody was talking and horsing around, waiting for dinner.

For the first time, Percy noticed that a lot of the campers had similar features: sharp noses, upturned eyebrows, mischievous smiles. They were the kind of kids that teachers would peg as troublemakers.

Thankfully, nobody paid much attention to Lilith when she walked over to his spot on the floor and plopped down beside him.

"What happened?" She asked quietly.

"Mom...the minotaur killed her." His voice quite, almost breaking.

"..how?"

"The minotaur attack us when we were coming here. It grabbed her and she turned into golden dust."

They sat quietly for few moments when Percy break the silence again.

"Who is your parent?" he asked curiously.

She raised an eyebrow at his tone, "Nyx, the Goddess of Night."

"She doesn't have a cabin here..?" he pointed out.

"What are you trying to say?" her tone dangerous.

Percy stuttered, intimidated by her powerful stare. "I mean, isnt she like the most powerful Goddess? Then why doesn't she have a cabin? Your mother is literally royalty. what do you do? Sit around while others fight your battles?"

She leaned towards him, her cheeks brushed against his as she whispered in his ears. "I have said it once, and I am saying it again Percy ; you wouldn't want me as your enemy."

Percy was scared as fuck. He literally saw her eyes glowing. Her hands covering in purple energy as he felt like drowning in extreme darkness. He didn't knew what he said that offended her that much. Percy couldn't breath.

"Starlight. Stop. He'll die."
Just in time Luke, came over and grabbed Lilith from behind.

Lilith just shrugged and winked at Luke as she made her way away from Percy, without giving him another glance.

Percy sucked a deep breath as he look at Luke greatfully. He realised that Luke had the Hermes family resemblance, too. It was marred by that scar on his right cheek, but his smile was intact.

“Sorry about her, she have a bit of temper. Look, found you a sleeping bag,” he said. “And here, I stole you some toiletries from the camp store.”

The ocean eyed boy couldn’t tell if he was kidding about the stealing part.

Percy said, “Thanks."

”No prob.” Luke sat next to him, pushed his back against the wall. “Tough first day?”

“I don’t belong here,” Percy said. “I don’t even believe in gods.”

“Yeah,” he said. “That’s how we all started. Once you start believing in them? It doesn’t get any easier.”

The bitterness in his voice surprised him, because Luke seemed like a pretty easygoing guy. He looked like he could handle just about anything.