Home To YouI've been tied down by chains,I've been lead by my pains.Used like a tool,Danced like a fool.I've never strong enough to fight,And my freedom went out of sight.I was always a blade,Until I began to fade.There was one thing holding me back,Couldn't risk it falling in the black.And that thing was you,But I held you back, too.I was so afraid of losing you,I never did what I had to do.And now with you gone,We may enter a new dawn.I must keep my mind ahead,Leave and forget the dead.I will fight this war to the end,For humanity I must defend.Maybe when the fighting's done,When the battles are won,I will come home to you,For I could love none but you.
Chapter 30--Lost BloodAfter Mason’s mother had disappeared, they decided that they would let him get some sleep and Nathan would take the next watch.Nathan made sure he didn’t let his emotions escape him. He kept his face a mask of emotions as he sat on the grass and took watch. Like he didn’t feel anything. But on the inside, Nathan felt like he was going to explode. He had seen his mother die...or he thought he had. All of these years, he had believed that his mother was dead. That he was an orphan, or at least as much of an orphan as you can be with an immortal father. And now to be told that his mother was live and out there somewhere...he had to find her. Somehow.But where the hell was she? She must have lost him during the attack, because otherwise she would have tried to find him, wouldn’t she?He shook Zack awake and the son of Apollo moaned, looking up at Nathan who knelt down. “I’m getting tired, Sunshine,” Nathan said and Zack groaned but nodded, sittin
Serpent's BreathIt can be easy to be wrong,If you listen to the devil's song.Leading you this way and that,Into the den of rats.How do you find which way to go,How do you know when you know?With a serpent's breath in your ear,The puppet of the puppeteer.How much can you lose before letting go,Falling into the murder of crows.Startled from the serpent's breath,In their golden eye reflecting only death.
Chapter 29--Shadows of the PastMason hadn't seen the tail until Zack cried at them to duck. Duck, he knew what it meant but he wanted to see what he was ducking from first. So he turned around, to have a tail catch him in the gut, launching him off the rig and into the water. He didn’t even have time to think. As soon as he landed with a splash in the river, he was engulfed in pain. If you could scream underwater, he was screaming his head off, writhing and curling up, his skin bubbling and churning like acid as his body began to dissolve. Numbly, he tried to think of the Styx.A blessing, you needed one, he never got one, his mother was dead.Lifeline, lifeline.He couldn't think of a lifeline. Only about the pain that was wracking his body, letting him think of nothing else except the fire that was coursing through his veins and engulfing his flesh. He struggled to try to swim. His legs kicked uselessly. He couldn't even tell which way was up. Everything was dark and black, like he wa