Chapter 126: Rise of the Villians
The ash slowly began to reform.
From all over the place the scattered godly essence began to pull towards each other and slowly it began to reform.
It was like watching a video clip backwards, the ash slowly began to form a human body again.
After 10 minutes there was no longer ash, instead there was an archer standing in the room.
Orion smirked and notched an arrow on his bow.
"Percy Jackson," The Giant said, "I got an arrow with your name on it."
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Horrified Loren stared at her reflexion in the shop window.
She curled her fingers around her hair, trying to feel if it felt snake like, but it felt like normal hair. She looked like a regular human.
Loren clenched her fist, her nails dug deep into her skin.
But she was not a normal human, she was a monster.
She could not believe it at first, how could she?
She knew she was different, no matter how often her mom said that there was nothing wrong with her. The animals knew it, they always hissed at her and avoided her like she was a walking disease.
Her mother knew it...she had lied about everything.
Loren hated herself for not seeing it sooner, all those accidents she had. The one at the Zoo where she killed people. She should've known that she was an abomination.
She had run away as soon as she realized it. When all the puzzle pieces came together she went into shock.
And caused the entire street to explode...
Her mother was Medusa….why had she never realized it? The name.
The girl in the reflexion stared back at her, her multicolored eyes slowly turning red.
"Hello small one." A voice coming from her right suddenly said.
Loren jumped up in shock and stepped back.
In front of her stood a rather ugly looking man wearing a purple suit.
"I'm Nero."
Loren's mom had told her not to talk to strangers.
So she did.
Until she felt something sharp prick into her neck.
A needle, she realized to late.
Her vision became dark and the ground underneath her feet felt unstable.
'No,' She thought. 'I can't let them abduct me.'
Then her world turned black.
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Veðrfölnir squawked in rage.
She flapped her enormous wings and an unearthdly wind blew around her and ripped apart branches from the world tree.
The one thing that prevent her from killing her greatest enemy.
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"Tell me, do you bleed?"
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The gong sounded again.
A Troop of demons marched in, surrounding the accused.
Sadie didn't have to ask who he was.
Setne had arrived.
The guards were intimidating enough—six red-skinned warriors with guillotine blades for heads. Even Without them, she could tell Setne was dangerous from all the magical precautions.
Yet he smiled like he was a free man instead of someone facing a trial for his afterlife he would probably lose.
"Hello Sadie," Setne said.
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Gur Grffrenpg unf njnxrarq. Vg vf ba n yvggyr jbeyq. N uhzna jbeyq. Gurl jbhyq jvryq vgf cbjre,...ohg bhe nyyl xabjf vgf jbexvatf nf gurl arire jvyy. Ur vf ernql gb yrnq. Naq bhe sbepr, bhe Puvgnhev, jvyy sbyybj.
Gur jbeyq jvyy or uvf. Gur havirefr lbhef. Naq gur uhznaf, jung pna gurl qb ohg ohea?
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Nidhöggr roared in rage as he let out another devastating blast of fire.
Yet the world tree was still standing
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She stared at the empty room in front of her.
A white table was placed in the middle of it, on each side there were six seats located.
It looked like a regular conference room but it was far from regular.
"Suicide Squad huh?" she murmured. "That's quite a plan."
She grinned, her green eyes flared with malice.
"That sounds good Percy. If you want to play it that way."
She held a dramatic pause, "Shouldn't I have a legion on my own?"