"ɪ ᴀᴍ ꜱᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴏᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇꜰᴜʟ ᴏɴᴇ"
-ʀᴇꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⭑
‧₊˚ ⋅ જ⁀➴๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⭑Zoe and Atlas looked a lot alike.
Same facial expression, the same cold proud look in his eyes that Zoe sometimes got when she was mad, though on him it looked a thousand times more evil. Same posture, same shaped lips, even the way walked was similar.
They looked so much alike it was almost scary.
"Let Artemis go," Zoë demanded.
Atlas walked closer to the chained goddess."Perhaps you'd like to take the sky for her, then? Be my guest."
Zoë opened her mouth to speak, but Artemis said, "No!Do not offer, Zoë! I forbid you."
Atlas smirked. He knelt next to Artemis and tried to touch her face, but the goddess bit at him, almost taking off his fingers. Elara thought the guy was a creep.
"Hoo-hoo," Atlas chuckled. "You see, daughter? Lady Artemis likes her new job. I think I will have all the Olympians take turns carrying my burden, once Lord Kronos rules again, and this is the center of our palace. It will teach those weaklings some humility."
But what caught Elara's eye was Annabeth. She kept motioning her head in Luke's direction. Like she was trying to send a message. Elara noticed there was a streak of gray in her hair.
"From holding the sky," Thalia muttered, as if she'd read her mind. "The weight should've killed her."
"I don't understand," Percy said. "Why can't Artemis just let go of the sky?"
Atlas laughed. "How little you understand, young one. This is the point where the sky and the earth first met, where Ouranos and Gaia first brought forth their mighty children, the Titans. The sky still yearns to embrace the earth. Someone must hold it at bay, or else it would crush down upon this place, instantly flattening the mountain and everything within a hundred leagues. Once you have taken the burden, there is no escape." Atlas smiled. "Unless someone else takes it from you."
He approached them with a studying gaze. "So these are the best heroes of the age, eh? Not much of a challenge."
"Fight us," Percy said. "And let's see."
Elara nudged him, "Shut up," she muttered quietly.What was it with Percy and always wanting to fight? Elara liked fighting too but she knew when to pick her battles.
"Have the gods taught you nothing? An immortal does not fight a mere mortal directly. It is beneath our dignity. I will have Luke crush you instead."
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