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Percy Jackson: The God of Magic - chapter 89
🕑 Added 2021-03-17 15:59:04 +0000 UTCAfter a week of watching movies and doing other stuff Hestia wanted to, it was time to go and get my new weapon, I was very excited and intrigued about this, I mean… I risked my life for it, it had to be something good. Something special, and the best part was I had no idea what awaited me. It made this all the more exciting.
I just couldn’t wait to see what destiny had stored for me, so with a big smile full of expectation, I teleported to Svartalfheim, where the dwarves greeted me happily.
“Here for yer weapon right?” One of the dwarves asked, and I nodded, “Well, follow me lad, Mótsognir is waiting for you,”
With a smile, I did as I was told and followed the dwarves even though I already knew where to go, it wasn’t my first time here, but it wouldn’t hurt me to be polite, besides this wasn’t delaying my current situation that much, so… why not?
It took the dwarves around five minutes to lead me to Mótsognir’s smith, where the dwarf jumped out of his smith and with a smile said, “Lad, ready to see the best weapon I have forged so far?!” Well ain’t that fuel for the hype.
I chuckled, eyeing the dwarf with what could only be described as childlike expectation, “I am,” I replied, the hype was just over the top, I almost died, had to fight two monsters above my league to get ingredients… well, one of them, but still… the hype was just too much to bear right now.
“Well follow me lad,” Mótsognir chuckled, gesturing with a hand to follow him to the back of the forge, “Your weapon is… one of a kind, the first one of his kind I have forged at least,” he elaborated with a tone of excitement, “It’s form is ever changing, and it’s capabilities? Well, to be honest I don’t know in full, and that excites me, I forged something I don’t know with certainty what it actually does… isn’t that exciting?!”
I tilted my head to the side, a weapon he had no idea what it did? At least fully? I didn’t know if I should be excited or worried, then again… this meant my weapon like me was a box of surprises, a wild card… and to be honest, the more I thought about that, the more exciting the idea got, “It is,” I nodded, deciding I would be happy with whatever I got, I risked my life for it anyway.
“Here it is,” Mótsognir said, pointing to… a blue ball… of… what in the nine realms was that? “I see your shock,” the dwarf smirked, and yes of course I was shocked, I expected a sword… well, not a sword I am a mage… no, to be precise battle mage, so I expected something like a staff or something, not a blue very cool looking ball, “Don’t let it’s shape fool you, this baby is lethal and unique,”
As I studied the weapon up close, I felt as if the weapon was resonating with my soul, it was a weird feeling, but it felt like a part of my body was floating in front of me, both separated from me and together, it was an odd sensation, one that I didn’t expect, “It feel like an extra limb,” I muttered; at this Mótsognir pulled out a notebook, and started to take notes, rolling my eyes at the dwarf I focused on the weapon, trying to move it, if it was like a arm or a leg, a simple thought would be enough to make it move, and to my surprise it was, it was… like having a tail, as a cat one knows how to instinctively move one’s tail, this was like that… this weapon was my tail in a way, I just knew how to move it.
“Fascinating,” Mótsognir muttered with a smile, his hands close together as he stared at me, “The weapon and the ichor inside of it bonded with your body once again, this is… simply fascinating!”
Not really understanding what the dwarf was talking about, I decided it was time to go back to Asgard, after all, I had already gotten what I had come to get, there was nothing more for me here, except maybe being studied by a curious group of dwarves, “I will take my leave, thanks for this,” I said, before I teleported back to Asgard with my new weapon, eager to try what could it do… and how much power would it give me.
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[Leto POV]
My son, my poor baby had been innocent all along, I could only imagine and it probably felt short how betrayed he felt, how hurt… he felt, to be betrayed by the few people you thought were close to you.
Luke had been the one responsible for this, that little traitor had been the one to hurt my child, and I wanted nothing more than to kill him, so Artemis, Apollo… and myself were hunting him, we had to find him… torture him and kill him, it was the first step to get Adam to forgive us. And even if he didn’t forgive us, it would bring me a unmeasurable amount of pleasure seeing that rat suffer.
Though this mission had proved to be a tad more difficult than it should’ve been, Luke was nowhere to be seen, no tracks, no nothing. Kronos was keeping him out of sight. Hiding for the eyes of those who wanted to end him, Kronos might be weak right now… but he was crafty, he always has been… meaning he won’t let anyone find Luke until it’s already too late, but I can wait…. A hunter knows how to be patient, and I was a hunter… maybe not as good as my children, but I was a good hunter… and Luke… he was my prey.
“I will kill you child,” I muttered, holding a pick of Luke, no matter what he would die… for what he did.
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