Nyx

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Chapter 13

I had expected it after the Death Mist covered Percy, Annabeth, and I. Akhlys had attacked us, but Percy got us out if it. He had the ingenious idea of shouting happy things at her, and I don't know how I hadn't thought of it yet. Make the literal form of Misery miserable by being happy. She was miserable now.   Ironic.


We'd trekked through Tartarus for days, getting weaker by the second. Being shrouded in Death Mist was weird. We all looked literally dead, and I was so used to being attacked that I felt uneasy when almost nothing came at us. But I knew it wouldn't last. We'd been warned, and now she was here. Nyx. Night, personified.


She was forty feet tall. Huge wings protruded from her back, and sherode in a chariot pulled by what looked like vampire horses. Shestruck them with a whip made of stars. Her dress was black, and decorated with space nebulas. When she flapped her wings, waves of darkness rolled off of them. It made me feel heavy and tired, and I could feel my eyelids drooping.


I shook my head to stay awake. 'You cannot sleep,' I told myself. 'That's what she wants.' I could hear Annabeth and Percy talking to her, and I focused on formulating a plan in my head. I laughed at the appropriate times, and nodded when I thought necessary, so it didn't seem too obvious that I was up to something.


Suddenly, I heard Nyx laugh, and thousands upon thousands of dark creatures came pouring from behind her. I noticed Percy and Annabeth's breathing shallow, and I knew I had to come up with something, quick.


"Hey!" I yelled, and a thousand heads swivelled round to look at me. "So Nyx," I said, as casually as I could in this situation, "Who's your favourite child?"

Her eyes narrowed. "My favourite child?" She asked, slightly shocked at the question. "All my children are terrifying."

I snorted at that. "They are?" I said. I turned to the nearest creature and asked it "Who would you say causes the most pain?"

"I am the darkest." It hissed. "Wars and strife! I have caused all manner of death!"

It worked like a dream. All the creatures started arguing among themselves about who was the darkest. I ran over to Percy and Annabeth, who looked confused, and, I was embarrassed to admit,slightly in awe of me.


The place grew darker and darker as the creatures argued. I took the opportunity to slip away in the dark, grabbing Percy and Annabeth's hands and dragging them along with me. The darkness was the perfect cover. I heard one of the creatures yell "It's a trick! The demigods are escaping!" just as we reached. I hesitated. I hoped that this worked.

"JUMP!"I told them, and we leapt off the cliff ledge.



A/N-Sorry for the short chapter! Life's a bit hectic at the moment, but I'm enjoying writing this and I'll try to update as often as possible. Thanks for all the followers of this story by the way! It makes me so happy to know that people are enjoying reading it as much as I'm enjoying writing it. See you in the next update!

Isabella, Tartarus survivorDove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora