Different (2)
As if her world had been made out of glass and a hammer had been thrown at it, Athena was too shocked and unable to process what she was witnessing. Her great brother, Apollo, the one whom she thought of as her brother, mother, father, friend and a rival, is now charging at her, with half face melting like an ice cream or oil spilling out, drawing his original form. His other hand is nowhere to be found as if it has merged into his body. “B,brother.” She called desperately but now in transition Apollo only growled at her like a monster. Gabrielle took the lead and brought up a short sword. “Somehow I wished that it was not like this.” She said and cut Apollo’s head cleanly. *thud Athena’s legs only then gave out. Her eyes are fixed on the rolling head of her brother. “No. That can’t
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