━━ ❝ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 cassiopeia bradbury is a star, destined to collapse and shine ❞
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[ i. NOT EDITED, going to be re-written
ii. extended summary inside
iii. percy jackson x fem!oc
iv. previously called evermo...
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THE bridge to Olympus was dissolving.
They stepped out of the elevator onto the white marble walkway, and immediately cracks appeared at their feet.
"Jump!" Grover said, which was easy for him since he was part mountain goat. He sprang to the next slab of stone while theirs tilted sickeningly.
"Gods, I hate heights!" Thalia yelled as she and Annabeth leaped.
Suddenly the pavement began to crumble just as Cassie was about to jump, Percy caught her hand as the pavement completely fell, crumbling into dust.
For a second Cassie thought she was going to pull the both over.
Her feet dangled in the open air. Her hand started to slip until Percy was holding her only by her fingers.
Then Grover and Thalia grabbed Percy's legs.
Percy pulled Cassie up and they layed trembling on the pavement. She didn't realize they had their arms around each other until he suddenly tensed.
"Um, thanks," the brunette muttered.
"Uh, er, uh duh."
"Keep moving!" Grover tugged Percy's shoulder.
They untangled themselves and sprinted across the sky bridge as more stones disintegrated and fell into oblivion.
They made it to the edge of the mountain just as the final section collapsed.
Cassie looked back at the elevator, which was now completely out of reach- a polished set of metal doors hanging in space, attached to nothing, six hundred stories above Manhattan.
"We're marooned," Annabeth said. "On our own."
"Blah-ha-ha!" Grover said. "The connection between Olympus and America is dissolving. If it fails-"
"The gods won't move on to another country this time," Thalia said. "This will be the end of Olympus. The final end."
Cassie looked determined, "then let's hurry."
They ran through streets. Mansions were burning. Statues had been hacked down.
Trees in the parks were blasted to splinters. It looked like someone had attacked the city with a giant Weedwacker.
"Kronos's scythe," Percy said.
They followed the winding path toward the palace of the gods. Cassie didn't remember the road being so long.
Maybe Kronos was making time go slower, or maybe it was just dread slowing them down.
A few minor gods and nature spirits had tried to stop Kronos. What remained of them was strewn about the road: shattered armor, ripped clothing, swords and spears broken in half.
