Hi guys, so I made a new story, hope you all like it!
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Raven Mage
"What are we going to do?" Rikki asked as they stared at the portal they had found in the moon cave.
The girls had returned to Mako after they finished college. As well as having become breathtakingly beautiful, the girls had also developed some new powers.
Rikki, had gained the ability to turn invisible and she was also able to make someone fall asleep.
Bella, had gained the ability to read minds, which she strongly protested against using unless they were faced with an emergency.
Emma, had gained the ability to enter water without transforming, much to the jealousy of the other girls, as she was now training to swim for the Olympics.
Cleo however, had undoubtedly hit the jackpot in the power department, she could see someone or somethings, past present and future, as well as all their thoughts and feelings, with one touch. And to add to her hydrokenisis and aerokenisis she could now also control fire and the earth. The girls had all teasingly called her mother nature after finding out, especially since she could talk to animals.
The portal required the life of a mermaid to be closed, or it spelled the end of the world.
She wouldn't let the other girls jump through, they all had too much to live for, she had seen it, after all.
Quickly steeling herself, she started running towards the portal ignoring their protests, as she told them that she loved them all, just before everything turned black.
Jason and Pythagoras, had been walking down the beach, joking about Hercules' never ending love for Medusa. It had become a very reliable source of entertainment for the boys since Ariadne had left Jason for her fiance. He had been rather heartbroken at the time, but he had learned to become happy for her.
"What's that?" His blond friend wondered aloud, when he saw something lying on the beach, looking like a mere shadow in the sunrise.
"It's a person!" Jason realized as he began to run towards the figure, his friend not far behind.
As he turned the figure over, he felt his breath catch in his throat. The figure had turned out to be a woman. A woman that possessed a beauty so pure that it was heartbreaking. She had long, curly dark brown hair that felt like satin. Smooth blemish free skin, long eyelashes, full lips and a very generous figure that most would kill for.
"Jason, she's bone dry. She looks like she must have washed up on shore." Pythagoras told him, sounding very concerned for the poor woman.
As it dawned on Jason what his friend was saying, he felt dread wash over him.
"She must have been lying here all night."
As quickly as he could, he lifted the stranger into his arms and began to walk towards the city gates.
"She looks to be on deaths door." His friend observed.
"Thank you, for that cheerful message. Who do you think we should take her to?"
"We can take her to my house, there is plenty of medicine there." His friend offered, not unkindly.
"Your house it is then."
Cleo woke up to the sound of voices.
What? Where am I? How am I still alive?
Realizing that she would have a panic attack if she continued, to took a few deep breaths and began to observe her surroundings.
Okay, so I'm in a strangers house and there seem to be about three men in the next room. No need to panic then.
She slowly sat up in the bed that she had been carefully put down on. She stood up slowly and began to look around, taking in every inch of her surroundings.
"Excuse me? Could you tell me where I am?" She whispered to a pretty bird outside.
"Your in Atlantis." It chirped back.
Atlantis huh? Well, it looks like I've gone back in time then.
"Could you tell me who's house I'm in?" She inquired, to the bird.
"You're in the house of Pythagoras. As well as his visitors, Hercules and Jason." It said, cocking its head to the side.
Hercules? I am in the same building as Hercules. Nope, nothing strange about that.
"What's your name?" She asked the bird. "My name is Cleo."
"Nice to meet you Cleo. My name is Avis. I am a Phoenix."
Wow...
"I'm a mermaid."
"Delightful to meet you, Cleo the Mermaid. Goodbye." And with that Avis flew off.
Odd little thing...
She picked up a piece of parchment and began to read. When she was finished, she went to look for another before a thought stopped her in her tracks.
Since when could I understand Greek?
Jason was worried about the girl. She had been sleeping for a few hours, but he couldn't get over how pale she had been when they had found her.
"Is she alright?" Medusa asked as she burst in through the front door, startling the three men.
He couldn't help but roll his eyes when Hercules immediately sat up straighter and began to sweat slightly.
"Is she alright?" She demanded a second time. Her eyes bright with concern.
"We don't know anything yet I'm afraid." Pythagoras told her. "But I don't think that she will recover for a few weeks, judging by the state we found her in. She was very nearly dead when we spotted her."
"Well when she wakes up, tell her that I brought her some new clothes." She told him laying down a pair of women's hunting trousers, and a small shirt. "I don't know if they'll be enough, but they're all I have for now."
"Thank you. It's very kind of you." But the voice was not one that he recognized. It sounded honey coated and smooth, with an echo of an Australian accent.
As he turned around to look at her, what he saw broke his heart. I was a beautiful woman, with flowing russet hair, whiskey colored eyes, cherry red lips and glowing skin. A very generous chest attached to a small waist. And a pair of legs that went on for miles and miles...
"Eyes up here boys." She told them teasingly, her eyes swimming with mirth.
"Whats you name?" Medusa inquired.
Jason and the boys simultaneously leaned in, awaiting her response.
"My name is Cleo." She told them. "And may I ask why I woke up in a strangers bedroom?"
Cleo decided to walk out when she heard a woman speaking.
She was right when she had guessed that there were three men in there.
One, was rather, uh, large with short hair and beefy, but strong looking arms.
Another, was rather thin and stringy, with blond hair, and kind eyes.
But the third man was the one that caught her eye. He was tall, and had dark curly hair, dark eyes and a strong jaw. With some very defined muscles in all the right places.
The woman she had heard speaking, was very pretty. She had thanked her for bringing her some new clothes, feeling touched at the kindness she was receiving from a complete stranger.
When she caught the three man ogling her, she had reminded them were her eyes could be found, provoking a blush from them all at being caught.
When the pretty woman had asked her name, she had felt no obligation to lie, so she did not.
"My name is Cleo." She told them."And may I ask why I woke up in a strangers bedroom?"
When all she received was a spluttering response from the Blond, she decided to be a little more direct.
"It's alright, I can probably guess why, but may I at least know your names?" She inquired, anxious to know who was who.
"Oh, you must forgive us for being so rude," The blond apologized, "I am Pythagoras, this," he said, gesturing to the large man, " is Hercules. That is Jason," he pointed to the man with the curly, dark hair. " And she is Medusa."
At this she almost raised an eyebrow.
Medusa? As in the gorgon? She seems to be missing a few, oh I don't know, snakes...
She guessed that if she really was the Medusa from legend, than she can't have been turned into a monster, yet.
"That's alright." She told them kindly.
"Pardon me my lady, but you look to be in perfect health when, a few hours ago, we thought you to be on deaths door?" Jason asked her warily.
She both silently thanked, and cursed her mermaid immune system.
"I heal fast." She told him truthfully. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you find me?" She inquired curiously.
"We found you lying on the beach." The one called Pythagoras told her. She began to panic before he unknowingly soothed her fears by continuing. "You were as dry as a bone, so we deduced that you must have been lying there all night."
"Oh, so that's why everything's yellow." Was all she could get out before she collapsed onto a chair. "Would it be alright if I changed before I fell asleep again?" She asked Medusa, who had rushed forwards to help her when she fell.
"Of course." She told her kindly. "Let me help you to your room." She told her as she began to lead her out.
"Sleep tight." The one called Hercules told her teasingly. She sent him a withering look in response.
"Well she certainly looks a lot better." Jason observed, once the woman called Cleo, had left the room with Medusa.
"Not to mention, she is also quite the flirt!" Hercules barked out, seemingly amused by her playful antics.
"As well as the fact that she is very beautiful..." Jason trailed off, only then realizing that he was speaking out loud.
Oops...
Pythagoras, smiled wryly at him,before saying " It's just our luck, that when we feel the need to save a beautiful girl, she takes a liking to you more than us Jason."
He simply rolled his eyes in response before telling his friend "Why on earth you think that is beyond me."
They still didn't even know where she came from.
Well she seems nice enough...
But he couldn't let go of the feeling that there was more to this stranger than they realized.
Cleo sighed wearily as Medusa helped her to lie down in bed again.
"I'm sure that you will be fine in a few days." She tried to console her, but to no avail.
When Cleo had jumped through the portal, she knew what she had been giving up, but the severity of her situation had just hit her. She knew that she would not be able to hold back her tears any longer, so she decided to pretend to fall asleep.
"Tell the boys that I'm very grateful for what they've done." She pretended to breath out, before she made her eyes flutter shut.
As soon as she heard Medusa leave, she broke down, unable to contain her tears any longer.
She was never going to see her loved ones again, they hadn't even been born yet!
She would never hear her little sister laugh again, or hear her Father berate her for not calling him when she spent the night at a friends house.
She would never be able to visit the moon pool again, or swim with her best friends.
She didn't have a hope without them.
Sooner or later, someone was going to find out her secret, and if she really was in ancient Greece, then she could very well be killed because of it.
So, what do you guys think? Good? Bad?
This will not be a Jason/Ariadne story, so if you're not okay with that, don't read it.
Peace out - Raven Mage
