Son of Chaos (REWRITTEN) ✔️

Chapter Twelve ~ Arguements and fist fights

Oof, I don't know where this motivation came from.
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Sigma's POV
After exiting the portal, we were greeted with Annabeth and Zoë yelling at each other.

"-she was no traitor!" Annabeth was screaming.

"Oh yes she was! You were just too blind to see it!" Zoë retorted.

"I WAS NOT!"

"You were!"

"No!"

"Why don't you get off your fucking high horse and realize that not everything goes your way!" Zoë shouted.

They continued to yell at each other, occasionally getting louder.

"I don't know what happened." Will whispered as he came up to us, as if he were afraid the two shouting girls could hear him. "All I know is that all of sudden they were fighting. I don't know what made them start arguing, all I know is they're arguing."

"How long were we gone for?" I asked, since time was faster on Parádeisos then it was on earth.

"About a minute." Selina butt in.

I nodded and focussed back on the argument that was progressively getting louder and more violent.

"Okay girls! Back down!" I shouted.

"No! You can't tell me what to do! You're just an asshole who always gets his way!" Annabeth screeched, her face red.

"Oh, is that what you believe?" I asked, genuinely curious. It didn't matter to me what she thought of me, but I wanted to know anyways.

"Yes! You think that you can get whatever you want just because you're the 'Prince of the Universe'! I bet that's a bunch of bullshit!"

Apparently that was what really set Zoë off, because the next thing I knew, she sat on Annabeth's chest punching her. Annabeth somehow managed to flip them over so she could punch Zoë. Zoë retaliated by doing a quick maneuver with her feet that let her push Annabeth off. Zoë then lunged at her, tackling Annabeth to the ground. Things were starting to get even more heated then I anticipated, so I decided to step in.

"Okay that's it! Stop it both of you!" I shouted. I grabbed Zoë and Luke scrambled to grab Annabeth before she could recover and go after Zoë again. "My team and I are here to help, but you are obviously not accepting that help. I get you want to prove to your parents that you can do this, but sometimes you do need to ask for help. And that's okay because it makes you the bigger person."

I walked off with my team following. We made it back to our cabin in record time. Mostly because Zoë was storming in front and we needed to make sure she didn't break anything before we got there.

Turns out we didn't have to hurry because all she did was storm into the training arena, slamming the door behind her.

"We should let her cool off." Bianca voices what we were all thinking.

"What happened though, I've never seen her act out so quickly." Nico asked, we shrugged in response. Nobody knew.

"I'll go talk to her." I decided.

Charles looked like he wanted to say something, but changed his mind.

I walked slowly over to the training arena. I turned the door knob slowly before entering. Inside, Zoë was slashing and stabbing wildly at a practice dummy. It's something she likes to do when she wants to cool down.

"Hey Zo." I spoke softly, it's better to talk softly when she's angry, apparently it helps calm her down or something. "We're all wondering why you lashed out like that." I was still speaking softly.

"I-I don't know. It's just, she was talking shit about you when she doesn't even know anything about you!" She sighed.

"So you do know what's bugging you." I smiled slightly. "Zoë, I don't care what she thinks as long as I have you guys and my family supporting me, that's all I'll need."

"Yeah, but it still got to me. She thinks she's all high and mighty because she survived two wars or whatever. She doesn't care about other people and what they went through. I know that's it's hard to even go through one war, let alone two, but the way she acts about it just gets to me. I don't want to care, but for some reason I do and that bugs me too. She just-" Zoë sighed, "-she just doesn't understand."

"I know, but you can't let her get to you. Just remember, war changes people and a lot of times it's not good change." I placed my hand in Zoë's shoulder and smiled. She smiled back and pulled me into a hug.

"Thanks Sig, you always know what to say." Zoë murmured. I patted her on the back and we stayed there for a bit, just comforting each other like any sibling or friend would.

Later that night I got ready for bed and lied down, snuggled up in my blankets with Infernum at the end of my bed, probably getting fit everywhere. I soon feel into a not so peaceful sleep.

~Dream~

I was standing in a dark room. Except it wasn't a room and more like a place that felt enclosed, but was open, there was no evidence of any walls or ceiling and it felt like I was floating instead of standing on hard ground.

Suddenly a place was illuminated with light. Shining down on a person, a teenage boy. He had on rags for cloths and no shoes. His hair was black and short at the sides and long at the top and had dark red tips. He looked up and I was staring into Amber coloured eyes. It was Zac.

"Zac?" I called out. He gave me a pained smile.

"Yep, it's me." He croaked out, it sounded like it was dry from not speaking, or from shouting too much. Either one was painful to think about. "I just want you to know that I don't have a lot of time. I'm fine, but I'm-" he suddenly started chocking, then coughing up blood.

I tried to run to him, but I was being held in place. I then tried to reach out to him, but there was an invisible wall in place. I banged my fist on it and screamed until my throat was raw.

And then, suddenly I was in my bed. Sitting up and breathing heavily.

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Not as long as the previous chapter, but I had sudden motivation. Now imma go to bed cause it's like midnight and I'm super tired.
~Serena~