they tell me think with my head, not that thing in my chest.
[ jason grace x original character ]
[ book three in the daughter of artemis series ]
[ the house of hades ]
STATUS: COMPLETED
[ STARTED: july 13th, 2019 ]
[ FINISHED: october 5th, 2019 ]
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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT [ A N N A B E T H ]
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WHAT IS THIS? The God of the pit hissed. Why have you come, my disgraced son?
Damasen glanced at Annabeth, a clear message in his eyes: Go. Now.
He turned toward Tartarus. The Maeonian Drakon stamped its feet and snarled.
"Father, you wished for a more worthy opponent?" Damasen asked calmly. "I am one of the Giants you are so proud of. You wished me to be more warlike? Perhaps I will start by destroying you!"
Damasen leveled his lance and charged.
The monstrous army swarmed him, but the Maeonian Drakon flattened everything in its path, sweeping its tail and spraying poison while Damasen jabbed at Tartarus, forcing the God to retreat like a cornered lion.
Bob stumbled away from the battle, his saber-toothed cat at his side. Percy gave them as much cover as he could — causing blood vessels in the ground to burst one after the other. Some monsters were vaporized in Styx water. Others got a Cocytus shower and collapsed, weeping hopelessly. Others were doused with liquid Lethe and stared blankly around them, no longer sure where they were or even who they were.
Bob limped to the Doors. Golden ichor flowed from the wounds on his arms and chest. His janitor's outfit hung in tatters. His posture was twisted and hunched, as if Tartarus's breaking the spear had broken something inside him. Despite all that, he was grinning, his silver eyes bright with satisfaction.
"Go," he ordered. "I will hold the button."
Percy gawked at him. "Bob, you're in no condition—"
"Percy." Annabeth's voice threatened to break. She hated herself for letting Bob do this, but she knew it was the only way. "We have to."
"We can't just leave them!"
"You must, friend." Bob clapped Percy on the arm, nearly knocking him over. "I can still press a button. And I have a good cat to guard me."
Small Bob the saber-toothed tiger growled in agreement.
"Besides," Bob said, "it is your destiny to return to the world. Put an end to this madness of Gaea."
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