ezra min has always been happy to linger in the shadows, only emerging when she was in her element-causing discord and chaos. ezra min was the first demigod child of eris , goddess of discord and strife in over a millennium. nobody expected for swee...
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CHAPTER THREE: VACANT MIND, VACANT DREAMS
( house of hades )
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EZRA HAD WANTED IT TO BE A MONSTER that would kill her. Hell she'd even take Tartarus being the end of the of the road for her. It would be a good way to go out; with the poisonous atmosphere, even the treacherous landscape with its pits, cliffs, and jagged rocks.
Nope. Most likely she would die from an overload of weirdness that would make her brain explode.
Only she, only she and Annabeth had their boyfriend to thank for ensuring they'd have a terrible death.
First, she, Annabeth and Percy had to drink fire to stay alive. Then they were attacked by a gaggle of vampires, led by a cheerleader Annabeth had killed two years ago. Finally, they were rescued by a Titan janitor named Bob who had Einstein hair, silver eyes, and wicked broom skills.
Sure. Why not? It couldn't get any weirder.
They followed Bob through the wasteland, tracing the route of the Phlegethon as they approached the storm front of darkness.
Every so often they stopped to drink firewater, which kept them alive, but Ezra wasn't happy about it. Her throat felt like she was constantly gargling with battery acid. She'd power through, any chance they could to stumble across normal water or food she'd ensure Percy or Annabeth ate it first.
She remained on guard as Annabeth clung to her arm. Every so often Percy would reach to squeeze her hip as an attempt to placate her it was fine to relax. But never once did she settle, her body rigid and tense, even with Annabeth 'guiding her' ( more like hanging off her arm in an attempt of comforting herself; not that Ezra would complain, even if Annabeth stank, Ezra was grateful to have her comforting weight against her body.)
"Bob knows what he's doing," Percy promised.
"How comforting," Ezra hummed under her breath, a quiet giggle escaping her lips as Annabeth lightly tickled her hips to keep her quiet or focus her, Ezra wasn't sure.
"You have interesting friends," Annabeth murmured.
"Bob is interesting! Always here to comfort!"The Titan turned and grinned. "Yes, thank you!"
The big titan had good ears. Ezra cursed under her breath. She would have to remember that.
"So, Bob..." Annabeth spoke in a quiet tone to try sound casual and friendly, which she really didn't. "How did you get to Tartarus?"
"I jumped," he said, like it was obvious ... Ezra could summarise maybe it should have obvious been considering that's how they landed up in this hellhole.
"You jumped into Tartarus," she said, "because Percy said your name?" Well Ezra couldn't claim that was not normal or at all obvious.
"He needed me." Bob declared. "It is okay. I was tired of sweeping the palace. Come along! We are almost at a rest stop."
