A.N PLEASE DON'T HATE ME FOR TAKING FOREVER TO UPLOAD. School has just gone back for me. I am now officially a year 11 or Junior or whatever it actually is in America because seriously I have no clue. I don't know how this chapter is going to turn out but because I haven't written in so long I hoped that the inspiration will come to me when I am writing. So anyway, hope you enjoy or just think it's okay at least and here we go with Chapter 9.
Chapter 9
Lottie's POV
I have to say this, and I think every demigod in the world has said this at one point, demigod dreams suck.
I was having an absolutely amazing dream that I was one of the models in the Victoria Secret Fashion Show when everything had erupted in flames. People were screaming, designers and aspiring models from around the world were running in all directions as sets came crashing down from everywhere and then they started to change. The people turned into regular adults, elderly and children running around as houses started to crash around them and the fire were spreading.
There it was, the giant dragon, standing high and tall as it carried on walking making an open pathway in the middle of the houses and roads. The brown and black scales of the dragon glistened in the fire and each head held hundreds of shiny, glistening razor sharp teeth.
In the background a lone man stood watching, his gaze was mischievous as he watched his surroundings. He wore this green and gold armour with golden horns sprouting from his forehead. Gods, who did that guy think he was? I hoped he already had a wife because if not he wasn’t going to get a date looking like that. He himself wasn’t very bad looking and he had so much potential for a complete weirdo but right now nuhuh.
“I am close now. The people of the world will bow before me this time.” Yeah, at this stage I was kind of sure that this guy was Loki. The way he spoke was something else; I couldn’t explain the emotions in his voice, there were so many there. “All we need to do is destroy those who call themselves the Avengers and then we are indestructible.”
It was almost like he was oblivious to the surroundings as he carelessly followed behind the monster. I wanted to rip that smirk off of his face myself but I couldn’t reach him from where I was. A small childlike cry registered in my mind and I turned to see a small girl not very far from where I was standing looking in horror as the wall was falling towards her. I started running towards her.
“SOMEONE HELP HER! HELP HER PLEASE!” I reached up and tried to block her and as her hand reached to block her small eyes from the view she spoke.
“Maman, je t’aime” she whispered. She was speaking in my mother’s favourite language, French, so I was hardwired for it just like the Ancient Greek language. I love you mama, almost killed me as everything went dark and I got up panting and sweating.
Things were so much worse than I thought they would be and we needed to act quickly if we wish to stop these murderers from harming any more people. I shook my head slowly trying to stop the events that happened in my mind to replay and started to get ready.
I was really slow in getting ready this morning. It was too early to operate and even on the best days I never liked getting up. If you ever meet me in real like I have a tip, don’t anything until at least 9 otherwise I will gladly write your name on my kill list.
Anywho.
Yeah, I said 'anywho'.
I finished getting ready and opened my door to Hayden who was going to walk to the meeting room with me. Apparently last night he was told that everyone was going to be at the meeting this morning so we can introduce ourselves to everyone in the team and we could also discuss what the plan was, what the threat was and so on so on. My ADHD will make this meeting a challenge so I wasn’t looking forward to it very much. I also knew that HE was going to be in the room so that will make this especially hard for me. I would have to try to concentrate in the meeting even though it was going to be almost impossible to do so but I hadn’t seen HIM in like nine or ten years so he probably wouldn’t even recognise me. I have changed quite a lot in that time.
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