PERCY JACKSON: The Hero Returns

Learning Me

Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime.
- Iwasaki

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Zoë

I stood there, dumbfounded. What was I again? I was a maiden, a harmless one to be accurate. All along, I thought I was born from the womb of some insignificant goddess, and was raised by some cuel father.

But all along, I had no clue (as in none) that my parents were not my parents.

I looked up at Chaos, his -or her- black eyes met my silver ones. He looked amused, yet sympathetic.

"Come with me young one." He ordered, ushering me to some hallway.

Even though I have been staying here for already a few days, I can't help but still be dumbstruck by the palace's beauty. It was as if it was sculptured so well, so intercut, that it was almost... impossible.

But my world was always impossible wasn't it?

I strolled down the hall, right behind Chaos's strong frame. His regal body stood proud and tall, defined with muscles, his body was chiseled well, crafted only by the finest hands. Every action of his seemed to be defined by grace.

I felt an odd sense of Deja vu. I think it was the time I first got my new bow, but I wasn't sure. Finally, he led me to this wide, tall door. He pushed it ever so slightly -ironically, the door boomed loud, its echo resonating through the wide corridors.

He smiled a bit before extending his hand out. His palms and fingers were sprawled open. As if cue, I lightly placed my hand onto his. Then, he pulled me slightly forward, leaning me into what's behind the silver gate.

The next thing I knew, I was blinded by heavy light.

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