"You won't leave?"
"No. Never."
"So you'll stay?"
"Always."
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disclaimer: if the first few parts are rlly cringey or bad, that's probably because i started writing this book when i was still 12 and i made very little changes to it wh...
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(True form ^) (Art is not mine)
"Goodbye, daughter of Athena."
(Y/n) raised the dark sword over her head, her eyes never leaving Annabeth's own grey pair. She could feel her own hatred rising, she hated the feeling but at the same time she could never be more satisfied with herself and soon she could feel herself smile. When was the last time she felt this satisfied, it's been so long.
Annabeth scowled, she was still on the ground and she was pissed. "Who do you think you are to push me around like this?!"
"Oh?" (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes glinted in the sunlight, the blue aura surrounding her glowed brighter. "Who do I think I am?" (Y/n)'s voice was unnaturally low.
Annabeth shivered, a mistake. She made a mistake. She never should have underestimated her.
"I-"
"What is it daughter of Athena?" The aura around (Y/n) glowed so bright it pierced Annabeth's eyes, it seemed to her that (Y/n) was unaware of this change.
From the corner of Annabeth's eyes, the Stoll brothers and Nico were pounding on air looking quite panicked. No, it's not air. If she had looked more closely, she could see the translucent glimmer surrounding the arena. Her eyes snapped back towards the girl before her.
This was her doing, Annabeth realized with a chill. (Y/n)'s blue aura had created a barrier that separated them from the rest of the other campers and yet she looked as though she was unaware.
"No words?" (Y/n) sang cheerfully, smiling emotionlessly. "Then you won't mind if I strike you down right here and --"
"W-wait!" Annabeth's voice shook as she slowly pushed herself further from (Y/n), wincing as the right side of her calf grazed the rocky surface of the arena. "Please. I-I'm sorry!"
(Y/n) hummed, ignoring the desperate pleas of the blond girl as she closed down the distance between them. Around the arena, (Y/n) could hear the distressed clamouring of the campers with every step she took.
"(Y/n)!" Percy called out as he stood in front of the crowd. "Stop! This isn't you!"
"This isn't me? And I suppose you know who I am?" (Y/n) scoffed, her voice colder than ice. "You, who can't even walk forward to save his own little girlfriend from me claim to know who I am?"
Percy stepped closer, but couldn't seem to go any further. "Yes. I do, you're my sister aren't you? Please stop this and let me in!"
(Y/n)'s eyes blared as she stared at him, his sea green eyes pleading as he glanced at Annabeth whose position was not any better. For a moment, her heart fluttered in joy but not now. She must not show weakness now. "How...utterly ridiculous." She muttered, turning her head away from him, frowning slightly as she realized how unlike her she was acting but brushed the feeling aside.
