Anyone who knows Arya Jackson for more than five minutes knows her opinion of the world, and demigods not so fair place in it. Unfortunately, since the war Arya isn't that easy to get to know. To most she's little more than a legend.
Arya is fine w...
"You laughed like a metaphor I've been trying to write down for years."
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20.
Rome Wasn't Built in a Day
ACE KNEW HE WOULD NEVER FORGET Gaia's gravely voice that felt like nails running down the inside of his skull everytime she spoke. The long drawn out words that seemed to be targeted at him far more than they were anybody else on the ship.
Sleeping usually wasn't a problem for him. Once he was asleep he'd wake up once or twice, flip sides and fall back into a deep slumber until the sun started to brighten the sky over the horizon.
The last two days he had been kept up by that voice, by the nightmares that she was putting into his head every time he started to drift off. As far as he was aware, he was the only person she was able to reach while being off land. A pathetic and easy target.
Gaia had singled Ace out as the weakest of the bunch, that much he was sure about. His nightmares visions of what she claimed to be the future. New Rome in flames, Cato's head separated from his body, his friends piled high on a mass grave as monsters roared in victory.
Inescapable. She claimed.
As horrific as the visions were, and as much as he didn't like to admit it was a possibility, Ace knew that nothing was set in stone yet. Everything that we had done on this quest was going to prevent the bloodshed. He left everything to prevent all of that, they couldn't fail, wouldn't.
Arya Jackson.
He liked her name, what he associated it with in his head, crashing waves, sharp blue eyes, and a personality he would never come across for as long as he lived. Ace didn't like when Gaia said it, a taunt, a joke. As if she was nothing more than a pest.
Arya was no pest. She was the best of the Greeks, a warrior and war hero. A challenging foe for any enemy no matter how strong. Or at least that's what he tried to tell himself when the doubt placed itself in his head, he had never actually seen her fight anyone other than his brother.
From his first one two days ago he could tell the earth goddess wanted something. The terrors started off as flashes, words, ideas hardly relating to one another. It wasn't until tonight that Gais was finally able to tell him what she wanted from the boy. He had been in denial.
Your fate is inevitable. Everything you all will do will amount to nothing. My armies will be triple whatever number you manage to muster up if your little plan to unite the camps goes well. Everyone you love will be slaughtered.
