Rewriting to improve writing.
"Gods are born out of the need of humans but they shall die at the hands of the ones they've wronged."
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The world of demigods has never been a safe one, plagued by monsters, the wrath of gods, and the impending d...
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It's just that I belong in the quietest quiet, that's what's right for me.
༺♥༻ Tw- HORRIBLE mentions of maiming, wounding. Also Luke being self aware.
Song- The show must go on- Queen
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The heroes had expected a large animal due to the flurry of sounds.
They did not anticipate the large number of animals.
Fighting a single LARGE animal would be easier since they would just have to attack it from different sides for it to be over with. Fighting a large group of animals, now that was tricky when you weren't prepared with a battle plan. Expect the unexpected.
When the two lambs and two cows burst through the door, the group was forced to lower their weapons. Was this some kind of sick joke by the one orchestrating this entire twisted game of wits and power? A moment of confusion and scare to throw them off their guard?
It was Grover who first noticed it, his blood running cold as he made eye contact with the golden eyes of one of the cows. His grip around his weapon tightened as he moved backwards against his friend, the door spilling more random animals into the room-two of each, their eyes tinted with a color as gold as the sun. Their heads moved like they were confused about their surroundings, their numbers increasing gradually.
Noah's ark.
"Guys..." Grover said, his voice trembling as the cow began to lower its head. "They're not normal animals. Something's possessing them."
His speaking seemed to be a trigger for the zombie-like animals who turned their heads towards the group, their eyes glowering at them like they blamed their group of few teenagers and two overworked satyrs for something they hadn't done. For a good second, their gazes were locked in an intense showdown of eye contact, both groups refusing to back down. The demigods had seen this look before-in the eyes of their friends who had attacked the camp due to the influence of a person sick in the mind, in the heart for all it mattered.
And then the Bengal tiger let out a sound that could only be best described as a mimicry of something that was guessing what a tiger so majestic would sound like-absolutely terrible, its sound echoing into the ears of the tightly packed group.
There was only one thing to do as the animals charged at them, their sounds blending together in one deathly melody that made their ears ring.
"SPLIT," Percy screamed out of instinct, the group jumping away from each other to make the animals split away from each other as well.
"United we stand, divided they fall."
Or something.
The hardest to take on were the elephants who came in with their mighty thumping, only for Declan to jump from the back at them. He was the largest out of the group, it only made sense if he handled the largest animals. As he climbed on the rogue elephant's back, something struck him strange from this height as he watched Percy slice his 13th animal. His head seemed to spin as he tried to make sense of what he was seeing, his hands on the back of the elephant as he tried his hardest to understand it.
