I Spy Sea Green Eyes

Chapter 37

Without my knowledge, the weeks flew by when they only felt like mere days. Either it must have been Ogygia messing with time or the fact that I was weirdly settling down in Othrys. I had gotten used to Tritannus firing orders at me at machine gun pace and his cheekiness that mirrored my own. I had grown closer to Eric and Minakshi, though I still was forced to play the part of the mediator whenever they bumped into each other.

Of course, I never lost sight if my true mission; the whole reason why I was here. Someone would fall, and it was either us or them.

Us or them. What a vague phrase.

About two months ago, I would have been absolutely clear about which side I was on. Olympus was my home. It wanted to preserve the Earth, where my family was. And it was the good side. It was always what I was taught ever since I stepped foot in Camp Half Blood.

But the problem was,it was never good to me. I was never given any gratitude for my work, the fact that I was risking my already short life for Olympus. Just a nod was what I always got. No reward. No laurel wreath. Not even a thanks.

But now, I'd experienced things from both sides. Olympus and Othrys were more similar that at first glance. What if I was wrong?

"And........finished!" I said out loud as I realized that I was finally done with the batch of battle plans that I was assigned. Subconsciously, I had made crappy modifications to the plans in violet ink and I was tempted to change them back, because I knew that it was good enough....

But before I could do anything that I would regret, I found myself flashing back to the dungeons with the emaciated prisoners condemned to Tartarus. I remembered how miserable they looked, with terrible condition that nobody should have gone through and was technically violating rights that any being should have had. Othrys wanted to do away with Western Civilization, which would put the earth and the Underworld in discord and turmoil.

Then I realized another thing with a horrible chill: The Primordials and the Titans didn't care tuppence about the mortal humans. Mortals like Dad, Evelyn, Harry, Elektra, Maddy and C.C. Mortals who were my family, whether I liked it or not.

Cursing myself for even doubting my loyalties, I quickly snapped pictures of the plans and was about to send them to Malcolm, when I heard someone say, "Hey there, Khloe."

I turned around to see Eric leaning against the bookcase which was the entrance to the conference room. Styx. We were supposed to meet up at Cafe Gigi, but he probably came here because I was getting late.

  "Who you gonna send it to?" He said as he gestured to the phone in my hand.

"Tritannus, I said smoothly as I clicked on Pace's name in my contacts. "There, I've sent it to him."

"Why would you need to send it to him?" Eric said, a confused look on his face. "Wouldn't he have already seen them and approved?"

"He's a busy man, Eric," I said as I stacked up all the battle plans that I had worked on and carried them over to my desk, where I put it down. "Being the Supreme Commander of Othrys isn't an easy task."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean that he has an excuse for being a crappy leader," I heard Eric mutter under his breath. For some reason, I knew that I was not supposed to hear that.

"Um, you said something?"  I said, trying to act like I didn't hear what he said.

"Nah, nothing," He said, his eyes flashing red for a millisecond before it went back to its natural blue. "Just...thinking aloud. You ready?"

"Ready as I'll ever be," I sighed as I adjusted my jacket and walked with Eric through the portal wall.

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