Destiny Calls (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

28: The true meaning of sacrifice

"You have to let me save them!" I yelled, tugging away from a surprisingly strong Ethan Nakamura, who was like a poltergeist. 

"It's your destiny to defeat Nyx, not to defeat Tartarus! Let it go!"

"Percy left them behind! I can't leave them!"

Bob's silvery eyes began to cry quicksilver. "Go on, Thea-friend. I am a Titan. I deserve to be in Tartarus for the sins of before."

I looked at him with sad eyes. "Zoë says hello to you too."

Bob nodded, running towards Damaesen. "Back into the Void, Tartarus!" He yelled, slamming his spear jabbing into the primordials body.

I leapt from my spot, kicking Ethan Nakamura from his space where he held me, landing onto Tartarus with so much force he fell to the ground. The vortex around him began to suck in my life force, and I held my sword in front of me to block it's power, before visibly collapsing from the strain. Tartarus, temporarily frozen from the new sensation of mortal pain, was then stabbed to the ground by Damaesen.

"Get into the elevator!" Yelled Ethan. "I'll hold the button!"

"Someone needs to be on the other side to hold the button!" I yelled back.

"I'll deal with that! Go!" Refusing, scaled up Tartarus's legs, my sword whirling around as he dropped to his knees, but I was soon whacked away from him as I was thrown through the air like a ragdoll, landing at Ethan's feet.

Before I could protest, Ethan threw me into the elevator and screamed. "Keep the doors closed!"

I stumbled into the Doors as they closed shut, and used all my strength to hold the doors together. Oooh, child, things are 'bout to get easier. Oooh, child, things gonna get brighter... The songs from the 80's rung and I kept in a groan. At least it wasn't the Piña Colada song. I continued to shove my shoulder into the doors, and after 12 minutes of torture, the doors dinged, but didn't open.

Oh gods. Was I going to be stuck in this horrible elevator because Ethan's plan didn't work?

Suddenly, the doors opened abruptly and I stumbled through, appearing momentarily in a dark cavern and then suddenly transported onto the floor of a hospital. A nurse, walking with a clipboard in her hands, suddenly saw me sprawled on the floor, and screamed. I heard Ethan's voice whisper in my ear. Thank you, Thea. You brought me hope. I seek hope in Elysium.

I smiled inwardly, before the nurse hurriedly helped me up. "Dear gods, child, what happened to you?"

I stood up shakily. "I have no time to explain. Where am I?"

"Highland Hospital, child. Are you alright." she asked.

"Good enough to reach Bay Area." I suddenly stumbled.

"Apparently not. What's your name, dear?" she said as she dragged me towards a free chair. I welcomed the soft surface and slouched into it. I couldn't tell her my name, I was supposed to be dead. Actually... why not. It would fit my story better that I was kidnapped.

"Thea. Thea Carter. And I have a thing I need to complete by tomorrow noon so I have to go." I rambled, standing up starting to jog to the exit.

"No you are not. You need rest. You are covered in dirt, grime and scars that haven't fully healed." I shoved a chunk of ambrosia out from my silver satchel, and my wounds began to close as I used the silver energy to clean out the wounds slowly. She gaped as she watch my skin heal. "Are you a mutant?"

"Have you been watching too much X-Men?"

"You are talking to Hospital Authority, Thea. Wait. Aren't you supposed to be dead?"