family.
?Don?t come any closer,? Helen said, forcing what voltage she had
left to spark out of her fingertips in a false show of power.
Helen held out her icy blue hands as she came down what was
left of the steps and looked from Ariadne?s sly eyes to Pallas?s
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bared teeth. They were not themselves anymore, but blunt instruments
for the Furies. She stepped into the street and raised her
glowing hands to warn them off. At the sight of Helen?s lightning,
they backed off a step or two, but just as they were about to back
off completely, Castor rounded a corner, following the whispers of
the Furies.
Helen was ridiculously outnumbered. She had no idea how far
she would have to go to protect Hector from his own family. She
couldn?t kill any of them any more than she could let them kill him.
If they didn?t buy her bluff, she was out of options. She had never
felt so alone in her entire life.
?Helen, I?ve got Hector! Stay between us while I take him away,?
Daphne called out behind her. ?Whatever you do, don?t let them
lay eyes on him or we will lose this fight!?
Helen sighed at the sound of her mother?s voice, so relieved that
she had someone on her side that she found the strength she
needed to make the only choice that she could.
She didn?t care if she drained every last drop of water out of her
body. The only thing that concerned her was stopping the vengeance
cycle before it devoured a family that she loved. She flung
her arms out wide and with a last gasping push made her lightning
dance in a great, blinding circle around her body. Ariadne, Pallas,
and Castor threw up their arms to protect their eyes from the one
kind of light they had no control over.