A/N: My first try at Greek Mythology. And yes, I own these characters. Please do not confuse these characters in the first chap IF you have read about people having the same name. This may surprisingly seem a bit non Greek myth-like (yet) but you'll see more of the gods and goddesses in the chapters to come. I promise. So please R&R.

Chapter 1: Unveiling the Past and the Future

"No!" I screamed, as the blazing walls were about to collapse on a man. I do not recognize the face of this being, but nevertheless I was weeping. And I feel the sorrow and the heartache emanating around me.

I woke up, the sunlight caressing my face. It was just another day, another day that I wake up unfamiliar to my own body, sweat trickling down my cheek. There was disconnection in my body. Every move I made looked tired, weary, drunk. My head throbbed as I sat up and placed my feet on the carpet that lay beside my mattress.

'What had I seen this time?' My ill dreams whisper to me prophecies that could only cause despair. I remember Mel---mother…telling me that this is a blessing. And how wrong she was when she said it.

'Why have the gods forsaken me? This is certainly not a gift…' I paced around the room, removing the sleep from my eyes. I rubbed my temples to soothe the pain in my head. To my sensitive hearing, Mother was about to leave. The glimmering rays of the sun had touched the hallways as I stepped out to catch her.

"Mother, it is time you tell me." She silently handed me a new, very exquisitely made tunic and started to walk away.

"Mother! This cannot wait any longer." I chased after her.

"Sit, please, my daughter…" This woman whom I call 'mother' motioned me to sit. Yes, I know the truth, but not the whole truth, and I was desperate to know more. You see, I was abandoned when I was born by the lake, which I visit everyday for I long to know my past.

"Callisto, remember that I told you that you were abandoned?" I nodded at this, and instinctively knew that Melaina lied before.

"A woman named Theophamia gave you to me. She was a seer, I believe, and said that only I could take care of you…"Melaina looked so lovingly at me, tears making her eyes sparkle. Now I know why these... these 'visions' come from. From this.. Theophamia. I let my mind linger on her name. It made me smile inside, somehow.

"So, so you saw my mother? What did she look like? Did you see her face?" My heart beat faster with excitement and anticipation, thinking of the many ways I would be able to find her now. Crazy thoughts ran about my head, scrambling. My headache grew stronger but excitement was all that I feel.

"I…I… Yes, I saw her… But her face was covered in the finest piece of cloth I had ever seen."

"Did she tell you something? Anything?" My heart sank at her words.

"She said to tell you that if you are of sixteen years, you must go to the lake…THE lake, and drop one of the precious stones you wear on your ankle into the water."

"This was from her? Theophamia?" I toyed with the simple charm on my ankle, suddenly feeling warmth glowing from the stones.

"Yes."

"Melaina…You do know what I intend to do, right?"

There was a long pause to our conversation. Both she and I know that this was coming since I frequently ask about my past. And it hurts me truly to consider the possibility that I shall never see Melaina again…

"I should go now…" I said, breaking the silence that hung between us.

"Farewell Melaina." I cannot determine what I feel right now. It seemed like happiness, sorrow, anticipation, excitement, longing, and all other emotions danced and twirled inside me.

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I started to walk on the long, narrow path to the lake, the smell of the earth wafting around me. I held back all the thoughts that surfaced in my mind as I trudged down the dirt road, so that I would not dwell on false hopes. What would happen after is not something I could predict.

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I stopped walking and enjoyed the scenery of the lake. It displayed a great beauty open to all, but I have this apprehension that it held so many secrets, possibly even my own. I breathed in the fresh air which is all too familiar, since I go here from time to time. I sat on a soft patch of grass alongside the lake, and daintily removed a stone from my charm. It glowed warmly as I held it in my hand, like it was awakened by my touch. I breathed in deeply, and dropped the stone in the water. I closed my eyes fixedly because I was afraid…afraid of what this will bring to my future.

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My mind spun like a crazy whirlpool for about a minute. Suddenly, everything stopped. It was as if ten years' worth of pain collided with me. It was unbearable. I tried to hold back the tears brimming in my eyes, but alas, a single, lone tear fell down my cheek and the pain quickly subsided. I found myself in a familiar place…perhaps village, not far from my own. I walked along the road, and looked around, wondering how I got here.

'The stone… Maybe it transported me here.' Then, I froze as a very solid man happened to pass right through me.

"Huh? What! Hey, you, young man!" I shouted after him, but he did not seem to hear. Nobody seemed to have heard me frantically shouting, half afraid and half in amazement.

"Theophamia! Theophamia!"

My eyes widened. I felt my heartbeat going faster. The village was bustling and loud, but I was certain that I heard her name. I looked around, aimlessly searching for the voice. It was a child.

"Theophamia, Mother! Look!" The boy held up a bird, which he probably caught.

'Mother?' I thought. 'She has a…child?'

"Son, let that go. It's not nice to fool with nature." And at that very moment, my body just stood there, mouth agape. I saw my own eyes look at the boy, with the same lips scolding him. And at that, my heart, mind, and instinct knew she is the one.

"MOTHER!" I called out repeatedly, even though I knew that only I could hear my voice. My eyes once again dampened. Theo---Mother gazed about the sky, as if she had felt a presence calling her. I tried again, but this time my voice was overwhelmed by my sobbing, and came out small and weak. I was determined to try once again when a white light enveloped me. I sensed that it was going to take me away. I panicked and seized the hand of Theophamia, only to find mine pass through hers. I gained sense and realized that I was lying on the same spot by the lake, the sweet aroma of nature comforting me. As I opened my eyes, I found myself staring at a man, about my age, staring back at me peculiarly. He knelt down, meeting my eye-level.

"What have you done? You…you---" Words could not describe what I felt. Hot tears pressed into my eyes and I was about to slap the man when he caught it. I was impressed with his reflexes. Only few could catch me that quickly.

"Are you mad, woman? You should thank me! You stood there in a trance for what seemed like an eternity, and, to my surprise, lunged at the air and almost fell in!" I was speechless.

'It was all an illusion…' I started getting up. Ignoring the man, I walked to the direction of my home.

'He looks mighty familiar…'

"Woman! Do I not even deserve to know your name?"

"Callisto." I muttered, without even looking back at him, for now I know what role this man would play in my life.

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To my dear reader/s: Well? Please review. I have already written the next chapter for this and I promise you all that there will be gods and goddesses because why the hell would I put this in Greek myths if there would be none. Much appreciated if reviewed.