{𝟒) 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟-𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 | 𝙻𝚞𝚔𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗

17.

⚔︎Ψ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 Ψ⚔︎

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐚, even thinking about the encounter makes my skin crawl, ugh...

Shivers down my body, the hair standing up all over. I continued to walk and make my way through these stupid tunnels, I was fearful.

I didn't know what I could do with such information about Hephaestus and Daedalus, history wasn't my favorite class.

Holding tightly onto the dagger Sebastian lent me for the mission, the walls kept turning and moving. My nerves were getting the best of me and getting extremely annoyed.

Finding my way to an eerie sight, while being in the Labyrinth it sent you to many locations and I just happened to enter a new location. It was almost like a forest that you could get lost in if you steered too far.

I heard small birds chirping and I took a break pulling out a chocolate bar from my bag and drinking from my bottle of water, close buy I heard a river and thankfully I watched closely.

Didn't seem contaminated or dangerous, I pooled the water into my hands and splashed my face in relief and annoyance. I looked around and groaned out.

"Seriously Hades? The shit you made me do...if you know where Nico is, why must I follow him? You can sense him!" I spat into the air and nothing, just utter silence.

It was becoming dark, and I decided setting up camp here wouldn't be so bad? Perhaps?

However, my sleeping isn't any better really, I fear Kronos coming for me in my sleep, so I try my best to just stay on my phone, stay awake. Pretend to sleep if my mom catches me.

But this time I decided to go back to drawing. Something I...lost my passion for the second year of being a Demi-God. It hurts me to admit that, but you soon enough realize everything you've been drawing is all a lie and all you are seen as is a monster or threat that needs to be disposed of.

As I sketched with a pencil, I began to realize the people I was drawing, I felt my eyes once again water when I realized the page.

I was drawing myself and my friends, Damien, Clarisse, Sebastian, Isabella and Alex, Chris. And then there was Luke as well, a dream I could only wish to have.

But my dreams are shattered for what's to come, I knew deep down it was just the beginning, Kronos wouldn't have to tell me any of that, but I was worried. I knew I wasn't going to be able to save anyone even if I wanted to.

We're just kids, we never deserved any of this. Even not realizing I was a Demi-God my life was horrible from the start, but my mom tried her best.

I rested my head on my backpack as I looked up at the stars...reminding me of the painful memory of Zoë Nightshade. Oh, poor girl, she had years on me but didn't deserve death.

Her own father while he didn't kill her, her fath-I mean dad contributed to her weakened state. He didn't care. Just like my own...just like Poseidon. He doesn't care, maybe he had a change of heart at the end. But what if he was like Zeus?

Zeus technically cared for his own daughter as well but, my Poseidon has done things I can never forgive him for, and I wish I could just kill him myself.

I want to kill all these gods for hurting my friends...for hurting the people I love but I just can't. Maybe close enough but can't...

Not even realizing I had tears leaving my eyes I rubbed my face on my sleeve as I went into my bag and pulled out Lukes's camp beads. I touched them and wrapped them around my wrist tying it up and played with them.

My life felt like it was doomed from the start, all Demi-Gods feel that.

But why did I have to be involved? Poseidon didn't have to touch my mom. He didn't have too.

I'm her biggest burden and trouble because look at me. In future books people are going to read them and laugh at my pages.

Hayley, Daughter of Poseidon, a part of the traitorous group of Half-Blood that tried to end Olympus.

I only got some sleep, some increments. Maybe 30 minutes every two hours.

First thing I did, I had a candle with me, I lit it up with some matches and threw the rest into the water and offered five drachmas.

"I know...none of you will listen. I know that. But I am desperate. I'm desperate, protect my friends...please. It's clear you don't care for me. My friends are Clarisse, Damien, Chris, Isabella, Alex, Sebastian. Everyone, even Percy, Annabeth, Grover. I know everyone there hates me...but at least make sure they're not hurt...please..."

Pausing for a moment to think more, my shoulders slumped in defeat, "you won't listen, not like you would. Y'all are just pathetic." I kicked the candle, and it went out as I laid back against a tree and shut my eyes.

And there we were again...in my dreams...

There she was again, the mother Goddess herself. Hera.

Like I had stated before her presence felt empowering yet terrifying and demeaning. Fear crawled up in me as she stared at Zeus.

"You do this, again and again and again. You continue to worry about this forsaken prophecy driving you and our brothers mad!"

Zeus grumbled out at her, "Do not even begin with me, we will deal with this our own way and you must stay out of it."

"So this is how it is to be?  I am just as fearful! Thinking one of these children can hurt you? I do not wish to see my own husband threatened by a non-existent child!" Hera cried out at her own husband.

But many of us know what's gonna happen to them when Thalia comes around...

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Were gonna be getting into Athena's story right now...oh how I cannot wait!