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Chapter Two: Annabeth Gets A Prophecy
She walked slowly up the stairs of the Big House. Chiron was still down at the archery range showing Melina Granite, a daughter of Aphrodite, how to hit a bull's-eye, but Mr. I- Hate- Kids- And- Want- To- Make- Their- Lives- Miserable, a.k.a. Mr. D, was snoozing in his bedroom *cough-throne room-cough* , and there was a chance he would wake up and catch Annabeth, and sentence her to kitchen duty, and she really didn't want kitchen duty. She snuck past Mr. D's room, past the parlor, past Chiron's quarters, and up the stairs to the attic. There she was. The Oracle of Delphi, dressed as usual in her hippie, tie-dyed clothes. Annabeth remembered the last time she had received a prophecy. She shuddered as she thought of the last line, which had come true in a way she hadn't imagined. And lose a love to worse than death. She didn't want to think of what might happen this time.
"Umm…hi," Annabeth whispered nervously.
"I am the spirit of Delphi, speaker of the prophecies of Pheobus Apollo, slayer of the mighty Python. Approach, seeker and ask." The mummy rasped.
Annabeth took a deep breath. "I need to know how to save Percy."
An image shimmered before Annabeth. She saw Thalia, Grover, Clarisse, and… Luke. She clenched her fists. She felt like punching the image-Luke, even though she knew it wasn't real. "It's only an image, Annabeth." She thought. "Just listen to the Oracle, and figure out how to save Percy."
Thalia, Grover, Clarisse, and Luke stood up, each reciting two lines of the prophecy-
"Three friends, one other shall travel west,
Their bravery tested, and put to its best
The children of the traitor,
Must prove to be greater,
The forces of the vile,
Defeated by one gone senile
Warriors of the Lord of Dead
Shall tell you the answer to where you shall head"
Grover, Clarisse, Thalia, and Luke fell silent. The image faded. Annabeth stepped back. The prophecy confused her, but as she had learned from Chiron, she should never ponder too much over the meaning of the Oracle's words; the meanings would become clear at the end. "But still," she thought, "what other. What children? The only traitor we know of is Luke, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't have kids. What crazy person was going to defeat "the forces of the vile"? Why would the Lord of the Dead tell them where to go? As far as I remember, Hades hates us. Maybe it's talking about Nico."
She was so caught up in her thoughts; she didn't even notice that she had walked down the stairs, out of the Big House, and up to the cabins. As she made her way to the Athena cabin she bumped into…
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