Mark of Athena Chapter 5It wasn't as though Annabeth hadn't met gods before; she'd talked to a great many thanks to Percy. She'd gotten fast food from Ares, visited mount Olympus during the counsel of the gods, had the goddess of wisdom as her mother, and Lady Artemis herself had wanted her to join the Hunters. Heck, she was even the main architect for Olympus after the war and the most powerful goddess hated her, not that she was complaining. It wasn't that Faunus was a satyr, either; one of her best friends was half goat and who was she to judge?Mark of Athena Chapter 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was the fact that Faunus wasn't supposed to be alive that her fingers lingered on her dagger.
"You can't be Faunus." Annabeth whispered, her voice a little stronger than before. "There's no way, because Faunus is -"
"Pan's counterpart and he's gone?" The satyr chuckled, a deep and earthy sound that reminded her of the way her dad used to laugh when they first started getting along. "Come, child, allow me to enlighten you." He turned and began in the other direct
Mark of Athena Chapter 4Annabeth shifted in her sleep; she was neither aware of the blinding light bursting through her eyelids, nor did she register the transition from falling to her death to sleeping on an uncomfortable ground.Mark of Athena Chapter 43 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
No, it was the biting cold water soaking into her back that caused her to gasp in surprise.
Her eyes flew open, flitting around her surroundings like a hawk looking for its prey. Annabeth wasn't exactly miffed about the location; it was a beautiful, earthy forest with leaves of banana yellow, blood red, and bright orange that fell to the ground smoothly under the crisp morning breeze. The sun was only just coming out from its lightless slumber, and it shone through the cracks of the dense branches to cast intricate and beautiful patterns onto the crunch and frost covered floor. A body of water the size of a small lake lay to her immediate left, and Annabeth was sure she could touch it if she reached out with her hands. Lily pads sifted gracefully across the water, causing ripples as