Divinity |Percy Jackson|

.11.

"Why me?" Antony asked desperately, finding a way to escape. 

"You got water powers. You should be safe in the sea."

"I goddamn don't fucking know how to use my water powers!" 

"At least you won't fucking die if you are in the sea. You will get healed there."

"Not if that - whatever that is- kills me before the water can heal me."

"C'mon, you are the bait. It's been a decision by vote."

The argument continued between Axel and Antony. Serena mouthed a sorry from behind Axel. They planned to use someone as bait and destroy the dark thing-ish while it's distracted. The plan required a lot of replanning and stuff. But for then, that was the best plan, a group of legacies including a daughter of Minerva, a legacy of Athena and son of Hephaestus, could come up with. 

They had unanimously voted Antony to be thrown - sorry, to be sent to the sea. 

Finally, they managed to send Antony to the sea. Antony stood there dumbly with a sword and a shield that were provided to him by the school. Meanwhile, on the coastline behind some bushes, Serena was ready with a divine version of a super-fast minigun. It shot bullets coated in ichor and celestial bronze, hence fatal to anything having even a trace of ichor. On the top of the fence line was Axel with Festus and his mechanical Chimera. Those 2 together were strong enough to tear apart a whole city in a matter of minutes. A few feet from Axel was Alyssa, just sitting quietly behind a huge rock in a meditating position and her head was glowing. 

(If this beach is hard to imagine, just think of the Normandy beach except the cliffs are a bit lower here)

The darkness kept progressing towards Antony who looked like he was about to shit in his pants. 

'All is well', he kept muttering to himself as a mantra holding his sword with an unsteady hand. he wondered why the rest of the people had all kinds of modern tech weapons and he was handed a rusty old sword and some shield that Spartans used to use a few thousand years ago. 

"Steady!" Axel shouted from behind. Antony realized his feet were shaking like crazy. To Antony it felt like the darkness had eyes, and they were looking at Antony wondering if he was worth his time. 

Soon enough the darkness branched out into a thousand small branches and one of them shaped like a twig came and poked Antony's forehead. 

Antony could hear Axel and the others opening fire, Alyssa shouting orders, Selena singing, but all the voices faded in Antony's ears. The only voice he could hear was the soft sounds of waves crashing against the shores of the beach. After that a soft and soothing voice, much unlike the darkness surrounding him, asked him a simple question. 

'Where is he?'

Antony heard it in his mind. Although his logical sense told him to back the hell away from there, as the sexy sounding evil voice was not up to any good, his remaining brain just couldn't resist the voice. 

He replied back inside his mind. 

'Who is 'he'?'

The voice thought for a moment before replying again. 

'The young boy who defeated the mortals and created this. I cant remember his name. I knew his name.'

It felt like Mr. Sexy Voice was in a dilemma. Antony imagined a dark ether like substance inside his mind, rushing here and there as if a spider trapped in a very small room with walls on all sides, and the spider was trying to escape.