Nyx

Chapter Three.

Hey y'all! WASSUP! This is chapter 3! ok so I found this really cool PJO RPG site, called World of Olympians. Like it's awesome. I'm called Jacklyn Nyx (haha) and if you go on, please friend me? FANKS. 

ok, here's chapter 3!

Previously:

It was the voice that confirmed her insanity.

And she loved it. 

Now: 

Jacklyn walked out of the infirmary. She was sick of the happiness. Walking over to the woods, the dark, welcoming woods, she heard panting coming from the Poseidon Cabin. The she heard words, spoken through shuddering breaths.

"Percy, I can't-"

"Annabeth. You'll be fine. I trust you."

"But- but the voices, they're-"

"Anna. You can do this. Just fight through it."

Jacklyn walked in to find Annabeth, curled up on the ground, clutching her head. She was breathing hard, and there was a little bit of red dribbling down her chin, where she must have bitten her tongue. Percy glanced up at Jacklyn, who's eyes had widened. 

"Flashbacks. I'm sure you understand." Jacklyn nodded numbly. "Where is it this time?"

Percy gazed into the air. "The House of Nyx." he said. Jacklyn jolted. 

"J-jacklyn? Are you alright?" Jacklyn's eyes had rolled up in her skull. Instead of Percy and Annabeth, however, she saw her mother, looming and tall, standing over her. Jacklyn scrambled backwards, tripping and falling on the rocky ground. Black liquid pooled from her arm. And her leg. And her stomach. She was swimming in it. Drowning in her own blood. 

Jacklyn clamped her hand over her wound, drawing the shadows from the air, healing her wound a little. Infusing more shadows into her body. Turning her blood blacker. Her arm still felt numb. No pain, though. She must have cut a nerve, however. But she hadn't cut her hand off. Still usable. Sticking her palm towards her mother, she concentrated and blasted a bolt of pure darkness out of her palm, Iron Man-style. Her mother stumbled back, then morphed into multiple Nyxes, around 20 of them, and quickly multiplying. They laughed in unison.

"YOU THINK YOU CAN DEFEAT ME? PUNY CHILD. I HAVE DEFEATED WORSE THAN YOU. YOU WILL FALL LIKE THE REST."

Jacklyn steeled herself. Blood was still pouring from her stomach. She aimed her arms at the Nyx in front of her. She let imagined her power, the shadows pouring out of her, leaking out of her many cuts. The shadows that kept her alive, the shadows that coursed through her body every day. She concentrated. 

And she exploded.

A/N: Hey guys! So that's the end of Chapter 3, I hope you liked it. 

I'm working on chapter 4, don't worry.

See ya'll later!

-Bia