𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐖 ; pjo/hp

A Hushed Voice

"be something you want to be,
something no one thought
that you could ever
be, prove them
all wrong."

Dying is presumably the best way to describe Aleksandar's... travelling companions.

If you could even call them that. They were more annoyances that would constantly struck him at any point. All annoyances could be crumbled if the power is used correctly.

The constant voices in his head wanted to make Aleksandar throw himself into a mental institution or asylum. He would fit right in actually, it wasn't a bad idea if something went wrong in the future.

Aleksandar was aware that he was making a trail of fresh blood in the snow, he did not care. They could follow the blood all they wanted, could turn into a horror story sooner or later.

He limped into the clearing and saw the chaos that the reckless people he just had to accompany had created. "Oh for fucks sake. Of course they can't deal with this shit without me. Honestly.... how is Percy even a big three child? Ughh." Aleksandar placed his foot onto a tree that was overlooking the battlefield.

He propelled himself into the air and landed in the main helicopter, knocking out the soldiers and watching as they fell onto the ground, a loud crunch sounded after they hit the snow covered ground.

He slowly got rid of them one by one and noticed Thorn getting ready to attack again. He hated those guys with all his heart and would rather them to be dead, but at that moment he positioned himself with one of his legs forward as if he was about to run a marathon and win it. He clutched his sword tightly in his hand and he propelled himself down, landing on his feet.

Strong leg gang — he supposed.

He raised up his sword and it stopped the spikes, the sword had a strange purple energy that blasted forward into Thorn. Aleksandar's eyes were dark with rage, and Thorn looked petrified, as if he had seen a ghost that was about to kill him.

How do ghosts even kill you? They're ghosts.. they're dead?!

It was funny really, seeing a monster like that. Scared, Thorn's eyes were wide in shock as Aleksandar stood in front of the fallen... comrades.. around him.

"I... I— I.." Thorn's words were not in being formed at all. It was as if Thorn was about to scream in a foreign language. Aleksandar stood his ground, he was getting ready to send this Thorn guy back to the hell he came from.

He charged up his energy for an attack that would send the whole world back to the beginning of life. As he was doing so, Thorn went to go and attack a dazed Thalia, he knew that Aleksandar couldn't intervene because if he did it would take longer to charge back up the energy.

"Thalia! Move out of the way!" Percy shouted, as a warning. For once in his short life, Aleksandar was glad that Percy had said something. Annabeth recklessly ran forward and latched herself onto Thorn, like she was a shield.