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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Perhaps one day I'll forgive you, today isn't the day. Today, you die.
༺♥༻ Tw- none Inspired by SOM
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Louvre museum.
The final destination where they'd find Aphrodite's mirror, the mirror supposed to show one's pure self. The place where y/n and Luke were supposed to meet them again, rejoining the quest group after being away for long enough. It filled the others with anxiety, especially the two satyrs, but they were trying to be optimistic- as optimistic as they could be. It was the final thing they needed to retrieve, after which they could go to olympus to return everything and demand for the god killer to be searched for fully by the gods.
Uptil now they hadn't faced a single attack by one of the God killer's minions which was better than most of the places they had gone to, but also terrible because their search had started from a museum where y/n had lost an eye. The incident had shaken them up, and now that both of their very precious friends were missing- there was more at stake than they realised. As Annabeth walked with the others, being right beside Percy who hadn't said a word to her since getting off AV, her hand constantly fidgeted with the yankees cap in her hand. Her lips were pressed together, which meant she was having constant thoughts about something complicated.
Turning his head, Percy said something to Grover who nodded and gestured for Declan to stop. Once they did, Grover ran towards a nearby stall and began to talk to them, reaching for his pocket as the conversation began to reach an end point.
Once Grover came back and they began to walk again, Annabeth's concentration was broken up a small rose being held up in front of her.
"Whatcha thinking about, wise girl?" Percy asked with a smile, his blue eyes twinkling hopefully. The last thing he wanted was to see his girlfriend so worried and frowning, and even though he knew she would be fine with her thoughts- his mother had taught him to always look after her even if she could do it herself.
The girl stared at the rose for a while, before smiling and taking it from him. The thing was gorgeous, the petals bright red. It did it's work of distracting her quite well.
"Just..thinking about the attack on AV and stuff. I'm concerned for Luke and y/n..and the prophecy Percy. The prophecy spoke about a traitor, what if-" She stopped as Percy gave her a peck on the cheek, smiling like an idiot in triumph. Though she felt her heart swelling, she knew she had to stop herself from reacting like a smitten fangirl.
"You do that again, I'll throw you on the ground," she warned with a smile, looking at Grover from the corner of her eye who was pretending to gag and look away. Maliah and Asael walked forward, talking to each other as Maliah pointed things out to him. She had apparently been to Paris and knew some French, which meant she was able to read signboards a little better than the others. If Luke had been there he would have been able to translate it for them -son of the God of communication-, but he wasn't so..
