The Sons of Light and Dark

I Think I Got The Girl

Michael POV

It was quite easy to find Athena with our combined efforts. Everett is really good at removing the Mist from areas around us like Hecate would. We followed the trail that whichever Titan had fought Athena had left.

We didn't wait until dawn or first light. Nora and I could produce the needed light. Artemis would've flying the moon chariot at the moment, the moon shining down on us. I wonder who was flying it? Was it Hermes? Or was it some other god?

We crossed the park that Athena and the Titan fought in. It was almost completely destroyed. Trees were cut down or uprooted. Craters littered the ground in varying sizes.

"It's like a war zone," Nora murmured.

"It's like this whenever gods fight," Dad informed them.

"How do you know that?" Theo asked accusingly.

"I've fought with them," dad responded without batting an eye. Theo didn't say anything else.

"Do you see anything, Everett?" Wyatt asked the son of Lelantos. Everett scanned the area.

"There," he pointed towards a clear spot. He waved his hand and dissipated the Mist that was gathered there, revealing obvious drag marks. I approached them and knelt down next to them.

"He knocked Athena unconscious," I muttered to myself. I stood up. "So, are we going to follow the tracks or do something else?" They blinked at me.

"Let's just follow the tracks," Brooklyn suggested. "It might be easier that way."

"It'll also lead us directly to whatever Titan has captured this goddess," Wyatt pointed out. "Are we sure we want to do that?"

"We have no choice," Bianca said. "Without Athena, the solstice meeting will be in chaos and no progress will be made in the war."

"We're rescuing Athena?" Luca asked incredulously. "The Olympian goddess of wisdom and battle strategy?" I nodded slowly.

"And you are telling this to us now?" Theo snarled.

"Does it matter?" Brooklyn asked. "We agreed to help them save a godd-"

"It most definitely matters." Theo whirled on her, eyes glowing an icy blue. "She's an Olympian goddess. She might as well kill us after we save her."

"She won't do that," Brooklyn tried. She looked to Wyatt, and then me for support.

"Athena won't kill us," I promised. "She wouldn't risk the internal war it would cause even if she did want to kill us. She'd lose valuable allies that way."

"Oh, because you're so important," Theo drawled. I narrowed my eyes.

"I'm powerful enough to fight an Olympian god and live," I told him. He scoffed.

"I'll believe it when I see it." He sent sharp-tipped icicles my way. I turned myself into shadows, letting the icicles fly right through my body before disappearing into a shadow and appearing right behind Theo and kicked his legs out from under him. My sword appeared in my hand and I held it over his neck, my foot on his chest, keeping him down.

"You've seen it," I told him, pressing the edge of Aura into his neck, "now believe it." I removed my sword and stepped back. He glowered at me but didn't say anything as he rose.

"You think you're so special because you have these powers," he spat. "You think you're special because you've been to this camp up in New York. You've had luxury while the rest of us have been fighting for our lives every single day!"