Gods and Demigods read Intertwined Destinies

Chapter 8: Amazons and Wind Nymphs

/Chapter 8: Amazons and Wind Nymphs

The foursome rode their Pegasus for hours as they made their way toward Aeolus' Palace. /

"The foursome?" Apollo chuckled.

"Not that kind," Artemis said, rolling her eyes at her idiotic brother.

/Just as they noticed the castle a ways off in the distance, Zoe saw something out of the corner of her eye.

"Look. Down below." She said nudging Annabeth.

Annabeth peered down trying to make out what Zoe was talking about. She squinted until she saw the familiar silver parkas of the hunters as well as silver arrows being fired with lightning fast speeds./

Artemis couldn't help but smile. She loved when her hunters could be recognized even at a glance.

/"The hunters," Annabeth said confused before her eyes widened when she saw what it was they were up against. "Dive down!" She yelled to Jason and Leo who seemed to be oblivious to the fight taking place below them./

"Of course," Annabeth mumbled.

/Blackjack dove downward without hesitation as Zoe pulled the bow off her back. They soared down where the saw the hunters trying to keep a pack of large wolves at bay. Two of the wolves had Thalia separated from the rest of the hunters as she held her spear and Aegis in front of her protectively./

Thalia opened up the shield and grinned. Her trusty shield was the best tool she had.

/One of the wolves lunged forward only to be met with a face full of shield. Thalia spun but it was too late as the wolf was already in the air pouncing. Before its claws reached Thalia, a silver arrow flew right through the monster's throat before it dissolved into golden dust.

Thalia turned and plucked a silver arrow out of her quicker before thrusting it through through the head of the first wolf. She then turned and jumped back in shock as Blackjack landed beside her./

"Heh, in shock," Apollo chuckled. "I get it, cuz she's a daughter of Zeus."

/Thalia smiled when she saw Zoe and Annabeth jump off Blackjack. The hunters quickly converged around the Pegasus as Jason and Leo also landed with a fiery looking satyr screaming about laying a beat down on some mangy mutts.

The wolves stopped attacking when the hunters came together in front of the Pegasus as they stood at an impasse./

"I feel like that would make a really cool tapestry," Demeter said.

"Unfortunately the best tapestry weaver is now a spider who hates our guts," Persephone said.

"Gee, I wonder why," Demeter said.

Athena rolled her eyes. "Please, she was only mediocre."

"If you say so," Demeter said.

/Before the hunters could attack, the wolves parted and a man stepped into the moonlight. His hair was greasy and ragged, the color of fireplace soot, topped with a crown of what looked like finger bones. His robes were tattered fur—wolf, rabbit, raccoon, deer, and several others no one could identify. The furs didn't look cured, and from the smell, they weren't very fresh. His frame was lithe and muscular, like a distance runner's. But the most horrible thing was his face. His thin pale skin was pulled tight over his skull. His teeth were sharpened like fangs. His eyes glowed bright red like his wolves'—and they fixed on Jason with absolute hatred.

"Ecce," he said, "filli Romani."/

"What does that mean?" Leo asked.

"Look, Roman sons," Jason said.