The Godslingers 3: Chapter 49

Josh's P.O.V

I watched as Atlas's javelin is cracking, unable to withstand the weight of the sky. Then, I saw Annabeth right under it.

"Annabeth!" Linda said. "Don't move!"

"Why?" Annabeth asked.

"You have to hold the sky, Annabeth! That the fates had said!" Linda shouted.

"Me?" Annabeth said, as she moved out of the sky. "Linda, the fates are...."

Just then, the javelin began to snap in two, and the sky dropped on Annabeth. She groaned under the weight.

"Please, help me!" Annabeth pleaded.

"Just a moment..." Linda said, as she listened to the earth, then she cried.

"Andrew is dead." Linda cried on my shirt.

I held her head, glowing in my silver form. "Hey, Linda... You know it's going to be this way... Besides, he had saved us by putting Gaea to sleep."

Linda looked at me. Her eyes were red from crying, and that's not all. Annabeth is now sacrificed to hold the sky for the rest of her life, and if anyone is trying to tamper with the fates, they are going to make things worse.