I couldn't sleep. Again. The nightmares were starting to bother me. I stood up and looked around. Everybody in Hermes cabin were asleep.
I walked toward the mirror and looked at myself. The moonlight lighted up my reflex. My sandy-blond hair was messy, as usual. I looked in anger to my scar. I hated it, so much. It reminded me of that dragon. And that I am the reason why the missions are over.
Come away little loss
Come away to the water
To the ones that are waiting only for you
Come away little loss
Come away to the water
Away from the life that you always knew
We are calling for you
I decided to go back to bed. I looked up and started thinking about my nightmare.
I was again in that awkward and dark place, with the black abysm. I have never seen something like that, ever. It was endless, no doubt. Then, the voice started talking with me. Calling me.
I didn't want to follow its orders. But there was something that just made me do it. I was scared. And a voice in my head kept telling me that it wasn't just nightmares, they were visions. Or simply someone – or better, something – communicating with me. Trying to make me do somethings for him – or it. Trying to convince me that it was the right way.
Part of me agreed with the voice. The gods do not care about us, their children. They have never done something special for us, we are just accidents of a fun night they've spent with stupid mortals. And now they're paying the price, having us here, in Camp Half-Blood. But I knew why they didn't kill us. Because they need us.
Come away little light
Come away to the darkness
In the shade of the night we'll come looking for you
Come away little light
Come away to the darkness
To the ones appointed to see it through
We are calling for you
We are coming for you
How stupid are us, demigods? The gods are just using us. The others campers should thank me! They should be glad that I ended up with the missions. Following the missions, we were helping the gods. While they're just up there, in their palace, we're down here, training, training and training, like slaves, giving or bloods to them. They don't give a shit about us! Why don't anyone realize that?
Come away little lamb
Come away to the water
Give yourself so we might live anew
Come away little lamb
Come away to the slaughter
To the ones appointed to see this through
We are calling for you
We are coming for you
Then, I realized how fool we really are. Always following their orders, always doing everything they ask us to. After that, I decided that I would do anything to destroy the gods.
I closed my eyes and slept.