“Leave her!” he shouted to that person. The person who shouted was a teenager, in his 14s or 15s. He was wearing a blazer with a long hood. The boy was bare handed. The expression on his face was of anger, disgust and loneliness. Anyone could tell that he hadn’t eaten properly for the past few days. Near him was lying a strange weapon. The weapon had a typical ancient killing style and was made of Gold, Pure Gold from top to bottom. The Man standing right in front of him had a nice built. He was 6 feet four inches. He had a well maintained body completed with eight and a half abs, huge biceps, triceps. The man was holding a hostage, a girl in the same age as that of the boy. The man had his knife pointed at her throat. The girl was giving a strange expression to the boy. The expression to leave her and run. Alex expected this but he wasn't going to give up. Loyalty was the only Fatal Flaw his favorite uncle has.

Anyone would tell that the boy was no match against the man. The man would easily crush him to pieces. The boy’s doom had come.

“Leave her!” he shouted again. But some strange thing happened this time. Large stormy clouds began to form in the sky. Sound of thunder roared in everyone’s ears.

“Oh really Alex? Do you think I am going to let her go even after knowing that she is the only way through which you will come to the Camp?” the man replied in an angry tone. Confidence shimmered in his voice. He knew his plan was going right. He made a small press with his knife on the girl’s throat. A drop of blood slipped out and Alex’s rage exploded.

A lightening stroked just a few centimeters from the man and Alex charged. When Alex was going to grab the hold of the man, the man smiled and disappeared and took the girl along with him. It was just like he dissolved in the air.

She is the only way through which you will come to the Camp.

The voice of the man echoed in Alex’s ears. In a single day, he lost his friends, he lost loyalty, he lost a girlfriend he never had and the most important, he lost hope. 

He heard the footsteps of some people approaching him. They all were wearing strange, disgustingly long dresses. A group of men were walking near him. The group even consisted of a woman. The woman was highly respected. She was the leader of that group. Alex knew them all, all of them. They used to be his friends, his family, his only family. 

"Alcaeus D'Way, you are accused of treason. The evidences prove your crime and you will get the punishment for the crime you have done." the woman announced. "Any last words?" a person asked him. 

"Yes…. " Alex replied, "....I want to meet my uncle, Percy Jackson." 

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