"You're acting like your only two choices are to die now or pick the wrong side later."
"But what if it is?"
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Six months have come and gone at Camp Half-blood.
Arya is working hard to ignore Luke, and her possible world ending decision she...
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___ "No light, no light in your bright blue eyes/ I never knew daylight could be so violent A revelation in the light of day/ You can't choose what stays and what fades away" - No Light, No Light (Florence and the Machine) ___
SIBLINGS WHO LAUGH TOGETHER, HOLD THE WORLD TOGETHER
THALIA WENT STRAIGHT FOR LUKE, to no one's surprise, she looked ready to kill. Arya thought that it might be an easy fight with Luke as weak as he looked, but his swift and easy sword movements said otherwise. It was going to be a battle for the ages, as proven by the sparks that went flying everytime Luke hit her shield.
Arya went straight for the dracaena who were holding Kronos' casket. It took her less than five minutes to take them all out as she let her fighting instincts take over and swing her spear in such a quick and powerful successions that all it took were a few slashes on each to incapacitate them and send them back to the underworld. The disappointing part was, they didn't even really put up a fight and by the time they were all gone, she had barely broken a sweat. She wished she could say the same for Percy.
Her brother was getting beaten hard by Atlas, the Titan having much more battle experience than the thirteen-year-old. No matter how good a natural swordsman he was.
Arya flipped her spear, and aimed, ready to throw it into the back of Atlas' neck, when out of the corner of her eye she caught Annabeth who was struggling with her bonds.
Arya debated throwing the spear, then running over to Annabeth, but then the attention would be on her and she'd never get the blonde girl out. Reluctantly, Arya sent her spear away and ran over to Annabeth in hopes that Percy would think of something to take down Atlas, after all, he did make Ares bleed.
As the daughter of Poseidon reached Annabeth, she dropped to her knees hard enough she knew there would be bruises tomorrow, if she lived that long. She unsheathed one of her daggers and slid it to the back of Annabeth's head, and cut open the gag that had been shoved in her mouth. As soon as it was out Annabeth started breathing heavy, as if it was the first real breath of air she had in awhile.
"Are you okay? What can I do?" Arya asked desperately, checking her for any major injuries.
"You were stupid to come." She weakly got out.
"You were stupid to think we were going to leave you. Gods I'm glad you're okay." Arya fussed as she took the knife and started cutting at the rope. It wasn't an easy task. The rope clearly had some magic about it and her knife was as good as dull against it, progress was slow and frustrating.
"I'm sorry about Luke."
"Now is not the time AB." Arya warned, embarrassed the girl had heard their conversation. "Gods why aren't these cutting?"
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