I Will Fight [Apollo]

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Tessa was struggling. Trying to keep her chin up, to keep everything hidden from the people that cared about her. Smiles and laughing came to her lips as easily as it had before she died, not the smile she showed Gunnar. Never one quite full of joy as she once had, because he had left her. Working hard at school, telling her to not exist. This feeling was familiar. She knew how to deal with this. She knew what she needed to do, though it hadn't worked last time. Perhaps this time it would. Perhaps this time she could earn the love of the person she cared so much about. Volunteering at the infirmary when she could, and at the hospital in New Rome, while going to summer classes in the University of California. There where several classes she could take, and they were only a few weeks long. All the knowledge she needed was condensed into such a short time. However this was not something she wasn't used to. After all Tessa always tried to work and study far too hard.

Forge work was something she once did, at least a little bit. It hurt, and stung her fingers and arms horribly. The heat was almost unbearable at times, but she did it. Now she used that time to do other things. Anything else. Any way to prove to Gunnar she was worthy of existing, or being cared for again. Though she knew she needed to prove this to Lord Pluto and Lady Proserpina as well. Going to school was difficult though, out in the world. Looking over her shoulder for monsters, and whatever else was out there wanting to hunt them.

Her face was bruised badly, her arm and hand torn. Keeping her distance from the cyclops had been difficult, but prosperous. It lay defeated in the alley, while she lived. Her injuries wouldn't scar, but they stung. Once she got back to camp she could need to disinfect them. A bit of blood stung her eye and the grandchild of Apollo touched the cut on her head. Had a piece of rock flung off the larger one that it had thrown at her? Perhaps. For now she put her bow away, returning it to it's mundane state. Stashed her arrows back into her school bag and pulled out a small first aid kit. While walking out of the alley, she wiped the blood from her forehead with a disinfecting wipe.

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Apollo liked to walk among mortals, they were full of life, full of hopes and dreams. They were precious because they were mortal, as once the all mighty Aquilles (as humans had called him) had said, they wouldn’t live the same moment that they were living in that moment twice. Their mortality made each of their actions and experiences unique and that made each of them unique too. Apollo had always admired that and cherished it. He had done it since he very first met a human being. The life in them was bright in the eyes of the god.

Of course he adored the mortals, but he took special care of those who had been his lovers and even more to those who carried his blood in their veins, demigods and legacies also. He loved them all, however some of them had been special to him, Asclepius was one of them, but there had been many others along the eras. In this one he had his favorite ones, Liam, Tessa, Lilith, Adam, Yasmina, Kaya, Caitlyn, August, Jason… He adored them all and tried to be there for them as much as he could.

Recently, Jason had died and it had made another crack in the immortal heart of the God. He sworn that he would protect his kin even if that put him in the bad side of his father’s mood. So when he felt that one of them was in danger, he checked on them. This time the one in danger was Tessa, she who he had lost almost a year ago, she who Pluto and Proserpina brought back to life. He was in debt of those gods. He was in that moment in a very cute city in the center of Mexico, Guanajuato. Amazing city. But the moment he felt Tessa was in danger he moved and went to the place where she was.

He saw her walking, bleeding and weak. “you should be more careful sunshine.” He said walking behind her. He was wearing a casual outfit, jeans, boots, shirt, nothing more, nothing less and he looked as what he was… a god, so handsome and perfect. “Tessa… stop.” He put his hand on her shoulder.

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Words:372
Notes:Grandpa on the rescue! XD

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Her hands had become raw from using her bow and arrows without the proper gloves, but she hardly had time to pull her weapon let alone don her gloves. They stung, but they would heal. The cut on her forehead would be fine as well, it wasn't as though she scared. Perhaps just a bit of clean adhesive stitches, and no one at school would ask strange questions. The girl was still tense, and the call of someone from behind her startled her. Turning as she reached again for her weapon, Apollo was there. His hand on her shoulder as he stilled her. Tessa stopped and let her sore hands return to their normal positions. Let her body resume her natural state, instead of being defensive as when she first heard something behind her. "Grandfather, what brings you here?"

Small cuts in her hands, and the red marks on her arms easily identified the use of a bow. Though the bruises across her face and arm where from the creatures attack, the rocks it threw. It was the creatures biggest folly, and while Tessa had not come away unscathed, it lay in Tartarus somewhere. To think you can win in a distance battle with a grandchild of Apollo was fool hardy at best, suicidal at worst.

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The rest of the world didn’t seem to be aware that not just a God was standing there, but that a beautiful woman was injured and wounded. It should had been the mist, which in most of the times was a good thing to have. But others… well who knew what would had happened if mortals had seen the monster who attacked his granddaughter. Maybe some of them would have tried to help her, to attack the monster, but others would have left her to die while they ran away. Humans are like that, totally the image of the gods.

He looked the bruises and cuts all over her delicate skin and shook his head. It was stupid to ask all the demigods to stay away from the world away from New Rome or Camp Jupiter. It was illogical, but whenever he saw demigods like his granddaughter, he wished he could do something, he wished he could help them all and create something to keep them safe. But he knew that it was almost impossible. But at least he could help his granddaughter in that moment, if only she would let him do it, instead of being the stubborn one she was.

“I’m here because of you.” He said and held her hands to check the real damage her body had suffered. “I sensed you were in troubles.” He smiled in the most gentle and tender way, the way a father would smile to his daughter after she fell of her bike while a walk in the park. Because even when she was only his granddaughter, for him she was his daughter, he loved her that much. “let’s go to a place where I can take care of those injuries, is it ok with you?” he asked knowing that she was so stubborn that maybe she wouldn’t accept.


Tag:@tessayates
Words: 312
Notes: He really cares! XD

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The whisperings of people around her didn't matter, people always talked amongst themselves. If it was about something else it was not her business, if it was the cuts and bruises it was not theirs. Though people did see her injuries, no one stopped. Perhaps slowed to look, but did not stop. It wasn't as though she looked terrible after all, but some had whispered and suggested the poor girl must have a rough boyfriend. They wouldn't be wrong, Gunnar was a killer and a torturer. However he had never raised a hand against her, and she trusted he never would. If only he would stop pretending she didn't exist though.

Tessa smiles at her grandfather as he began to fawn over her. Worrying too much. She'd been in two wars already, she knew how to take care of herself. "I'm fine grandfather." He was obviously concerned more than he needed to be, but it made her feel good. Being loved and taken care of, that's all Tessa really wants. There were certain people she was happier having it from though, and Apollo was one of them. "I was going to head straight back to camp and get my wounds looked over there. You don't have to worry" He was a god, and they had things they needed to do right?