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chapter twenty-four. ( battle of the labyrinth ) ❝ cain's deadly fear! ❞
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The light hadn't disappeared while we were fighting the Cretan Bull. In fact, it had stayed floating above the brazen, as if watching. As soon as we were done, and ready to leave, it started to move again, disappearing down the dark corridor before us.
The room turned more suburban: red brick and white columns. It was very weird and a huge contrast to the mosaic tiles we were walking on before. I wondered where we were, and what part of the world we were in. That idea kind of scared me. We could be halfway across America, and I could be halfway across America away from Percy, Annabeth, Grover and Tyson. I suddenly wished I had Annabeth's hand to hold or Percy's jokes to light up the dark. To make me feel better, I imagined Grover tooting his reed pipes in the background, trying to do a travelling song to help us manoeuvre the maze━except it didn't work and Percy walked into a tree. I don't know why there would be a tree in the middle of the Labyrinth, but it reminded me of walking through New Jersey. I was eleven then━gosh, I used to be eleven.
"Have you thought about how we will get back and meet the others at this random Ranch?" Cain suddenly asked me, and I jumped.
To be honest, I hadn't thought about that. In reality, I wasn't exactly planning on meeting up with them again. I didn't tell Cain that, but it was my idea to find my powers again and then find Luke. I hadn't seen him since I saw him die ... and especially after my argument with Cain, I didn't want to tell him I was still hell-bound on trying to bring him back.
"We'll find it," I instead told him. "Think the opposite. I don't want to see Percy and Annabeth━oh look, we've found Percy and Annabeth!"
Cain furrowed his brows. "I think that's simplifying it way too much."
I arched a brow, slightly annoyed. "Oh, and I'm guessing Annabeth has told you all about it?"
"No━just," he let out a frustrated sigh. "Whatever. Like I said, I feel safe down here, like this is my home. I think I know how to navigate it."
I rolled my eyes. "Cain. No one knows how to navigate the Labyrinth except for Daedalus."
I knew he was angry from that comment. I could see it on his face. But unlike everyone who trembled at the sight of Cain, I didn't. I had seen worse than a moody fifteen-year-old who didn't know who his godly parent was. I know Cain was trying to make sense of who he was, but the fact that he said he felt like this was his home and he could understand it really annoyed me. This wasn't his home, Camp is his home. Camp is where he belongs, not this stupid maze full of monsters and death-traps. Camp.
