❝In a fight, they're lethal. Around each other, they melt❞
"I'm fine." I said, trying to hide the frown and tears that threatened to spill.
Percy looked at me once.
"I'm not going anywhere, unless you tell me what's wrong," he declared and I would h...
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𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚
It had been three days since Percy went missing and I was going crazy.
"There!" I exclaimed, pointing out at the canyon where three teenagers stood.
"Got it." Butch said and landed Will's chariot on the far end of the skywalk. I jumped out before it even stopped. I pulled out my sword marching towards the teenagers while Butch and Blackjack calmed the other pegasus down.
"Where is he?" I demanded. Last night, I had received a dream from Hera, saying to find a kid with one shoe. Then this morning, Hedge, a sytr, had given me a call saying that he had a kid who randomly shown up. It had to be him.
"Where's who?" The blonde boy asked.
I frowned. He couldn't just not know. Then I turned to a latino boy and a girl with choppy brown hair. "What about Gleeson? Where is your protector, Gleeson Hedge?"
The latino cleared his throat. "He got taken by some.. tornado things."
"Venti," The blonde said. "Storm spirits."
"Gods of Olympus, why did this have to be so complicated? All I want is my boyfriend back, for dad's sake." I muttered under my breath.
I arched an eyebrow, speaking in a normal tone. "You mean anemoi thuellai? That's the Greek term. Who are you, and what happened?"
The blonde boy tried to explain it, though he refused to meet my eyes for some reason. About halfway through the story, Butch came over. He stood there glaring at them, his arms crossed. He had a tattoo of a rainbow on his biceps,
When the boy finished his story, I was fuming. "No, no, no! She said that if I came I would find him! She promised. Why did I trust her?"
"Nova," Butch grunted. "Check it out." He pointed at the blonde's feet.
The boy's left shoe was missing and his foot looked like a lump of charcoal.
"The guy with one shoe," said Butch. "He's the answer."
"No Butch." I insisted. "Stop trying to give me false hope. He tried the same thing with Caelan. I'm not having it." I glared at the sky, knowing Hera was watching. "What do you want from me? " I screamed. "What have you done with him?"
The skywalk shuddered, and the horses whinnied urgently.
"Nova," said Butch, "we gotta leave. Let's get these three to camp and figure it out there. Those storm spirits might come back."
I fumed for a second. "Fine." I fixed Jason with a resentful look. "We'll settle this later."
I turned on my heel and stormed back to the chariot, my whip sitting on my waist.
𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲
"Percy!" Tyson came running across the forum, Ella fluttering behind him with a scroll in her talons. When they reached the fountain, Ella dropped the scroll in Percy's lap.
"Special delivery," she said. "From an aura. A wind spirit. Yes, Ella got a special delivery."
"Good morning, brothers!" Tyson had hay in his hair and peanut butter in his teeth."The scroll is from Leo. He is funny and small."
The scroll looked unremarkable, but when Percy spread it across his lap, a video recording flickered on the parchment. A kid in Greek armor grinned up at them. He had an impish face, curly black hair, and wild eyes, like he'd just had several cups of coffee. He was sitting in a dark room with timber walls like a ship's cabin. Oil lamps swung back and forth on the ceiling.
Hazel stifled a scream.
"What?" Frank asked. "What's wrong?"
Slowly, Percy realized the curly-haired kid looked familiar—and not just from his dreams. He'd seen that face in an old photo.
"Hey!" said the guy in the video. "Greetings from your friends at Camp Half-Blood, et cetera. This is Leo. I'm the..." He looked off screen and yelled: "What's my title? Am I like admiral, or captain, or—"
A girl's voice yelled back, "Repair boy."
"What about the hyperactive Santa's Elf?" Another voice asked as someone came into view of the screen. She waved and memories came rushing back. Meeting her for the first time, their first quest, her sister's death, the battle, her brother's death, her father, their underwater kiss. Her dark honey eyes, kind smile, loose black curls. Freckles on her cheeks and nose. Her name came after all the memories.
Novalie di Angelo, daughter Of Hades and...
My Girlfriend
Hey guys! Our little prologue is over and you got a taste into both of our babies point of views. So, would you rather have the rest the of the series in Nova's POV or have Percy's POV every once in a while. Or Swap between the two POV's every chapter? I can't decide.
