Okay, so I'm not really sure about this chapter but it's very important.

I do NOT own PJO.

I hope you enjoy!

The Message

So soft. Why were monster sheep sooo fluffly?

"Ow!"

I sat right up in bed. A wet cloth fell onto my lap. My hand was burning; I looked at it and saw it had gone red. Artemis stood over me looking pleased.

"Why did you zap me?" I asked, annoyed.

"Why were you rubbing my hand muttering 'so soft', I wonder?" she replied matter-of-factly.

I felt my face grow as hot as an oven. To hide it, I looked around the room.

We were still in the same one as when I had fainted. I lay on the bed, my arm bandaged, and Artemis had conjured herself a chair to sit on. A small candle floated in midair above us.

"Let me ask you one thing, Son of Hades" Artemis said gently. She lay me back on the bed and put the cloth back on my forehead. "Why were you fusing spirits here in 'o froúrio enkataleleimména', The Abandoned Fort?"

Once again, I sat up. Artemis waved her hand and I felt my body go limp. I fell onto the bed, trying to get up.

"Gods," I muttered "I was here for the table, three doors down"

Artemis knit her eyebrows. Her gaze narrowed a fraction of a bit.

"You mean, that old yew table that looked about to collapse?"

"Yeah," I rolled my eyes "aren't you a goddess? Shouldn't you recognize a Generator when you see one?"

Artemis stood. Her chair fell backwards and sunk into the ground. She ran out into the hall and I heard a door slam open. A few seconds silence and then I heard a door slam shut. Artemis shot back into the room, holding a small, cobweb covered table.

"This is one of those famed Generators?" she asked, her face lit with anxiety. No, not anxiety, it was…excitement. She looked about 8 years old, jumping over a new machine they'd found in the garage. Of course, in reality she looked about, I dunno, 13? Maybe 14.

"Yup, that's it" I said, discovering I could lift my head now.

"I never really understood what these do besides create more Mist" the right side of her mouth tightened slightly and I smiled at the expression of wonder in her face.

"They generate Mist, yes, but as you must know, since you are a goddess, that the Mist can be used for more than modifying mortal memory. The Mist is also a form of magic, and like shadows, all magic is from one substance" I managed to sit up and the goddess seemed too preoccupied to put another spell on me. "Some can learn how to manipulate that, like Cerci and Hecate. It can also be used to merge things, beings"

Artemis' eyes widened and she dropped the table and it fell with a deafening

CRACK

I started to run towards the broken magic object but glancing at Artemis's expression, I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Y-you, Son of Hades"

I raised my hands and began saying "Hey, calm do-"

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!" she yelled. I felt my hair stands on end. My skin tingled with that ever familiar sense of being on the verge of dying, being fried by an immortal's powers. The room glowed with a harsh, blinding light.

I knew I was screwed, but at the last second I heard a voice. It came from below us, no, above us. It seemed to strange. Artemis looked around and the light from her power died. Darkness began shrouding us. I couldn't see almost anything, except Artemis standing just above me.

Son of Hades, Daughter of Leto

A voice? A song? A breeze? An image? I couldn't tell what it was or where it came from. All I knew was that it chilled my bone worse than the feeling of being buried in snow with the dead all around me.

You have stirred my spirit. My mind. I awake. My son shall bring forth my domain and rule this Western Civilization of yours. I will rise from my husband, my brother and with me the greatest terror of them all shall come. I guarantee you 686 days, in which, you must fall under my reign.

My hands were tearing at my ears, nearly drawing blood. Artemis too, seemed discomforted.

All of a sudden, the room returned to normal. Light returned and with it, sound.

"What-what was that?"

My voice was almost inaudible. My throat didn't feel quite right.

"I am not certain" Artemis looked extremely troubled. "We must take to Olympus, immediately"

What's going on? Who was that mysterious voice?

I just want to say that this story is going to be pretty long. I mean like, book-type long. Yes there are going to be other POV's and characters.

Yes, it is going to be a soooort of Artico.

I was wondering. How long do you guys think the chapters should be? Are these alright (700-1000) or should they be like, waaay longer (1500-?)

So please review and thanks a lot for reading this stuff!

~P.S.N