Heir of a Titan - Book 2 PJO

Chapter 8: Welcomed Back Like Naughty Children

I heard Nico yelp in surprise.

"Nora! Are you okay?" he stammered. "Your skin. Oh, gods. You're hurt!"

My arms were bright red. I felt like every inch of my body had been broiled over a slow flame.

I looked around for Percy and Raph, though I knew they weren't here. It had seemed so real.

"I'm fine..." I pant. I paused thinking, feeling my sore aching body. "I think?"

I lay on the rocky beach breathing hard. The color of my skin turned back to normal. The pain subsided. I dropped my hand and watched as Nico slowly inched closer. His dark eyes were big and slightly scared. Mrs. O'Leary was behind him and came up and sniffed me with concern. Apparently I smelled really interesting. I lay on the beach collecting myself and groaning quietly.

"Did it work?" I asked.

"I dunno. Why you asking me? Do you feel...stronger? Different?"

"No." I shook my head. "Where did you come from?"

"My father locked me in my room. Or.. well.. he tried to. I snuck back out. He was pissed that Persephone went missing."

"Oh yeah...she came to talk to me. Then let me talk to my dad and then snapped me here. But how did you know to come here?"

"Ummm I was uhh...half way to the dungeon when Persephone caught me. She told me to find the dog and come look down the river."

"Oh." I groaned and sat up. I had just grabbed my sweater when a loud shriek sounded down the beach. Alecto was soaring towards us, her big bat wings spread wide. Behind her a group of miss matched army skeletons matched towards us.

"You can't escape the dungeons that easily child."

"Oh shut up. I'm sick of you." I snapped.

I grabbed Nico and pulled him back behind me. I had pulled out my two Kopis knives. And spun them once.

"I have things to do and places to go. You need to get out of my way."

"You entre this territory willingly, but you do not leave."

"Ha. Watch me. I have a war to prevent."

"Obey me!" Nico shouted. Pointing his black Stygian iron sword at the undead.

"It does not work like that half blood. These are your father's personal guards."

The front line of Roman, world war one and two, red coats and an area of other war zombies lowered their weapons and advanced.

Mrs. O'Leary growled and got ready to pounce. Maybe that's what set me off. I didn't want them hurting my dog. Plus, I was tired of Hades being a big bully. If I was going to die, I might as well go down fighting.

One guy threw a spear and it went flying, not towards me, but towards Nico. And that set me off more then them about to hurt Miss O'Leary. No one hurts my Nico. I don't care who you are, no one tries to kill him

I screamed and my hands became flames of fire. I shot a fire ball and the spear disinigrated. Raising my hands I threw a giant flame of burning hot fire and heart at the first few lines. They all disintegrated. Before the rest of the group could regroup, I charged my Kopis spinning and slashing. I had seen Raph do this once, leap into the middle of the ranks. I wasn't as proficient in the hand to hand combat as Raph or Percy, but I wasn't bad, but now, nothing touched me.

It was the stupidest thing I've ever done. A hundred muskets fired at me, point blank. All of them missed. Bayonets jabbed. Swords slashed. Guns reloaded and fired. Nothing touched me.