The Plasma Paradox |The Anak Series| [COMPLETED!]

"Sorry Doesn't Mean Jack Shit To Me"

He teleported to every spot of the Giant's body at full speeds, landing a hit every time he solidified.

In a matter of seconds, the Giant was on the ground, only waiting for a hit from a god to finish the Giant off.

Apoth walked up to Gration's ear, "Night, night," he whispered before smashing Gration's temple on the side of his head.

The monsters stood horrified as a Giant was taken down so easily. Apoth turned towards the monsters.

"Get your asses out of here otherwise you'll end up like him," Apoth said, jerking his thumb in the direction of Gration behind him.

The monsters scattered, not even waning a single punch from their Lord.

Apoth's aura faded as he calmed down after his little warm up with the Giant.

Apoth walked up to where Artemis was still unconscious on the ground.

Her hair was matted with dried mud. Her pale skin was paler than usual.

Apoth focused on the life force of the goddess, checking to see if she was defiled.

Lucky for her she hadn't been. Although deep down he felt she deserved it he grew up to be more respectful to women.

He growled, "You're lucky I don't want to kill you. . . Yet."

He picked up Artemis, making sure to hold her in a respectful manner.

He sighed, he looked at the fallen giant one more time before he teleported away, back to his room.

He laid the limp goddess on his bed as he went over to the bathroom and started the bath.

Apoth walked out of the room and went over to Gaea's throne room.

When he reached the throne room he found multiple beings gathered for some sort of meeting.

Apoth could feel Gaea's presence but paid it no mind. "I'm in assistance of a helper, preferably a female to help me with cleaning something up."

Apoth looked around, looking to see if anyone was up for the task the set-out.

With his enhanced sense he could hear the shuffling of feet and a couple, "pardon me."

A couple seconds later a small nymph stepped out from the gathered monsters.

She rose her hand before making her way up to Apoth. "I would be honored to serve you, my lord."

Apoth nodded and directed his sight to the other monsters, "back to what you were doing."

He instantly turned around and started walking out the throne room, he motioned the nymph to follow him after he noticed she was standing still.

The nymph seemed startled before she sprinted to catch up with Apoth.

There was little conversation, mostly Apoth asking what the nymph did.

When Apoth reached his room he opened the door and signaled the nymph to follow him in.

The goddess still laid on the bed. Apoth closed his eyes. There is a dirty goddess in my bed and I need you to heal and clean her up, please.

The nymph's eyes widened, "Umm, alright my lord." She slowly walked over to the bed, not that Apoth was watching. He could just sense it.

The nymph grabbed Artemis and carried her into the bathroom. Apoth heard a small movement of water and decided it was the nymph putting the goddess in the tub.

Apoth walked over to the bathroom door and closed it. He opened his eyes and focused on his bed.

His poor, poor bed. It was now messed up and was covered in dirt.

Apoth focused on the dirt and levitated it into the air. Perks of Earth manipulation.

He opened his door and moved the dirt out of his room. He then made his bed before he climbed in and rested for a little.

Man his life was weird.

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The Argo ll made a soft landing at the Roman Camp. A long rope ladder was thrown off the side and a couple demigods started climbing down.

The whole Roman Legion saw the ship a mile away and had gathered to meet a possible enemy.

As the demigods reached the bottom they were immediately surrounded by spears and blades.

But as the whole battalion got a better look they recognized one of the demigods.

It was Jason Grace, their former praetor. Many of the soldiers were confused and lowered their weapons.

One of the Greek demigods cleared their throat, "We umm, have come to, umm, make peace and umm, create an alliance."

The soldiers shuffled around, a couple seconds later two pairs of combat boots stepped into the circle.

Both were cloaked in a purple banner, a sign of authority.

One of the female demigods immediately ran to the male of the two supremes.

The male praetor smiled and chuckled as his girlfriend ran into his arms.

The girl sobbed into his arms, her red curls getting into the young leader's mouth.

Her name was Gretchen, a daughter of Demeter. She carried a knife and was good at using one.

She had even been taught by Annabeth Chase herself. Sadly she believed that Percy was a traitor and all that though.

Jackson patted her back, he started whispering comforting words as the other demigods sorted out alliances.

A Roman member brought up the fact of three praetors and it was decided that Jason would become Praetor again.

Leo, Piper, Jason, Jackson, Gretchen, Hazel and Frank.

The Seven were together now. All seven members united ready to take on the challenges Gaea had.

Everything was going great, no disturbances and no Sons of Hephaestus shooting Rome.

"Oh Jackie, I'm so happy you're alive," Gretchen said as she clung to his arm, her head leaning on his shoulder.

Jackson chuckled at the nickname, "As am I rose."

Gretchen smiled, "So are you going to take me on a tour of this magnificent city?"

Jackson smiled, "You know it, we'll see all the most beautiful places, and I will be right by your side the whole time."

Gretchen moved her head so she could look at Jackson, she smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

"Yes, you will."

And they walked off in the direction of the city.

Not having a care in the world.

But a dark evil stirred and he wanted something that the demigods were preventing.

His revenge.

I was on a 6 hour car ride so that's why this part is up so early. 

Hopefully it's good, 

btw i feel this story is close to ending so I'm hoping you guys will like the end. 

So yeah, thanks for all the reads, votes, comments, they mean a lot. 

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