Approximately one day and five hours from now, the negative shadows will burst and release the abyss. Then him and his army will march over half blood hill, destroy the protecting barrier provided by Thalia’s tree and consume the god’s power while killing the heroes that protect them.
Every single scenario foreseen by Delta does not end well. It always end in lots of death, no matter how it ends.
I sat on the canoe jetty, with Delta at my side. We were discussing battle plans for tomorrow. Well to be completely honest we were hiding because the goddess Athena has been a major pain in the arse, demanding battle meetings and the like. In the end Athena, her kids and Revenge were the only ones who actually turned up for the meeting. She called another meeting, mandatory for everyone to be there, but everyone was hiding, like us, even the gods.
For once I was actually scared about this war. Before it didn’t matter. I would always volunteer for the solo suicidal missions, knowing that it wouldn’t matter if I died because there was no one left who really cared. Then I realized that where my mortal family failed, I still had Chaos and the angels. I still had my friends who were like a family to me, and for once I was scared that I may lose them. Then we came to Earth again, and seeing how much my death affected them, I felt guilty for making them feel like this. Now they know who I am and yet again, I’m scared, no terrified, that I may lose all of my family together in one war.
Delta knew how I felt, he always did. He’s always there no matter what. He understands like no one else does. He was there for me in the mortal world and there again my new life. It seems I really can’t get rid of him.
“Delta, I’m scared. What if I lose them, all of them…” but I was cut off him hugging me.
“Let’s not talk about this because I’m sacred too. But we can’t stop this, every option ends badly so we’ll just have to do what we can and survive.” He said, reassuring me.
I pulled away from him, looking into his crystal clear eyes. Illuminated like bright blues disks in the dim light but they shone with hope. The scar that ran along his face hidden by his shaggy blonde hair, the grey streak, just like Percy’s, even more prominent.
“It’s easy for us to say, we’re angels, we don’t die only fade in time. But the immortal campers can die as can the gods if their power is consumed. We’ll be fine but they, they won’t.”
I had tears in my eyes, desperately trying to hold them back but failing. They ran down my face while I mentally punished myself for being weak. I was pulled into another massive hug.
“Don’t worry, it’ll be fine, they’ll be fine.” he whispered soothingly into me ear.
He looked at me. My hair covered my face, hiding my luminous eyes that were probably red and puffy with tears. He leaned forward, tucking my hair behind my ear, catching a loose strand.
I looked at the dock, not wanting him to see me crying. I hate crying, makes me look weak. But he just gently put a finger under my chin, making me look up into those hypnotizing crystal eyes.
“Believe me when I say this, we’ll be fine as will everyone else. I have faith in them and us and you. If anyone can defeat the lord Tarturus, I think the princess of shadows can.” He smirked at the last part mainly because I was cringing at my title.
“You know how much I hate that,” I said laughing.
“That’s exactly why I said it, just to piss you off. You know your face is almost as god as when you opened your birthday present this year.”
Guess he did for my birthday this year. He turned my whole room hot pink and fluffy. It’s horrifying just to think about it. But don’t worry, Orion left him a little surprise in his room too.
The conch horn blew for dinner but we didn’t move. A load of people were coming down to the docks where we were having a last meal sort of thing. We invited almost everyone, like a massive party on the beach. One last bout of fun before we all maybe die tomorrow. I created food, while the Apollo kids played music and apparently Forge and the Hephaestus kids had a surprise in the form of big multi colored explosives. Normally we had fireworks at the end of summer but it was a little treat as some of them may not get to see the end of summer.
Everyone ate and danced and sang. Having a great time. It was close to sunset, when the angels, with Luke, Percy, Annabeth, Nico and the remaining seven among them. We sat down on the sand together, laughing at stories we were sharing with each other. The displayed started followed by many ohh and ahh’s. It was truly beautiful.
Cheers came from the Hephaestus kids as the last rocket launched. Every firework had a shape but this one had words, which made every single person on the beach laugh and cheer even louder.
I looked around the beach and saw hope. Annabeth was being held protectively in Percy’s arms, as was many of the other couples. Calypso was sitting of the sand with Leo’s hand in hers, while Nico was next to Will talking and smiling, something I thought would never happen again.
Luke came up behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist. I turned round to face those beautiful eyes of his.
“Alexia, you are the bestest friend I could ever ask for, please don’t hate me.” Before I could ask why his lips came crushing down on mine. I couldn’t do anything but kiss him back, because I was fed up of giving up what I love most.
He pulled back, looking kinda worried. I fake a stern look but in the end I just whispered, “gods I love you, it took you a while.”
We went and sat with Percy and Annabeth, hand in hand. As we sat down my brother just raised and eyebrow, nodding toward Luke. I nodded back, Percy’s mouth split into a massive grin, “I’m happy for you, you deserve it,” he mimed.
That night I fell asleep on the beach in Luke’s arms. Forgetting about what the next day held.
All that mattered was hope, if we had that we couldn’t fail.
Hey guys hope you enjoy this chapter, it's probably gonna be my last update for the next couple of days as i'm spending christmas at a friends house, yay. Anyway hope you guys have an awesome holiday and an amazing christmas, hopefully you get all the books you want. Thank you so much for reading and sticking with my first attempt at an actual story, 270 reads and 53 votes is probably the best present i could of gotten this year. Well apart from more books. So thank you once again, merry christmas everone and enjoy this chapter!
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