Augustus

Auggie

They’ve been wrong before. Prophecies aren’t set in stone. We don’t have to choose between brining Ares back or keep Elara from falling into the hands of evil…right?

These thoughts had been running through my head all day. It was delusion thinking, I knew that, but it was the only way I could get through the week. I tried to talk with Jesse but between whatever was going on with Petra and whatever traumatic thing she saw in some cave—that she won’t tell me about— she had too much on her mind to be much use. It was clear that she had accepted this fate, and decided to just let Elara be. Her reasoning was that she had passed her first trial and only needed to pass the next to succeed.

I don’t like those odds.

So here I was, stalking my niece like some creep in the shadows. Sombra kept me cloaked but it took extra effort since Bane couldn’t seem to contain his blazing fire. Ever since he revived me, he’s been too big for his britches. I needed him to calm his ass down and remember