Chapter 3

A/N: Sorry for not updating for a couple of weeks.

Rachel P.O.V

I was in a very dark cold, no frigid place, Almost like a grave yard but more murky and gloomy, I saw a teenage boy with golden coloured hair and a perfect sunny complexion, Apollo I thought in shock.

"Salve mi parum oraculi". He said.

"I-uh dont speak greek". I stuttered.

"Thats why I spoke to you in Latin, you should really pick it up dear", he said shaking his head in disapproval.

"Where am I".

"Why so quick to the point , the present is like a like a-" Apollo said deeply, pausing for effect, I was expecting a goood poem but was immediately disappointed when he said," a sweet Finikia that should be eaten leisurely, good eh, can you believe that I just came up with that on the spot! Im so awesome, and smart, and hot and not just because I'm the sun God-"

"APOLLO!", I shouted, it was unbearable, that was to much to handle how could a thousand year old God be so arrogant.

"Okay, okay, it probably hurts you to hear about all my mighty, Godly, awesomeness when you can never have me, but me dear Rachel thats the way it has to be-"

"A-P-O-L-L-O", I said putting emphasis on each and every syllable of his stupid name. " Did you just come hear to rant about your supposed 'awesomeness'".

"Okay, fine I came hear to talk to personally show you the future and warn you of the dangers, but can you blame me for getting so off topic I'm so-".

"No, just No don't even start".

"Fine, Fine, come on salve mi parum oraculi".

And with that, there was a massive scene change and we were in a place even more murky than where we were before, there were dead lifeless trees everywhere, and I saw a teenage girl with long dark hair, olive skin so light it was almost transparent and dark brown eyes, she almost looked like someone I knew, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"That, mi parum oraculi, is a young girl and the man she is talking to is the leader of the Lonely Boy Inquisition (A/N: This was inspired by the FFF inquisition form baka and test), but more formerly known as T.M.G.I".

"Who is he, though?", I asked tentatively.

"We don't know yet".

"Who she?".

"Telling you won't benefit you, it will only complicate the matter".

"How? and why can't we hear anything?",

"There is to be an enchantment placed on this place in time, a very strong one, one so strong that it's even in effect now, so it might get blurry, but the point is, They're conspiring against the Gods".

"Why she doing this".

"I'm not entirely clear about this, but, I think someone like Zeus or some other olympian ruined her life, and now she's planning on taking it out on all of the Gods ".

"So why are you showing me this?"

"Because your the oracle. I'm going to give you my supreme blessing, my son, Will and Octavian my legacy already have this blessing this will make all three of you telepathic, but your the only one with the spirit of Delphi, therefore your the only one I can tell this two, I am going to give you a prophecy but you mustn't speak it out loud".

"Even if it kills you", he adds after a short pause.

Yup, thats encourgaging.

Ancient enemies shall arise,

those who seek the Gods demise,

The ruble tells it all,

but in order to see it your world must fall.

Gods who cannot see eye to eye,

shall need to make a compromise,

For if the keys agrees to late,

a great devourer shall clean their slates.

The deities of three,

shall be needed to save all of humanity.

(A/N: Sorry if the prophecy was terrible, I tried)

"Awaken , oracle", a voice snarled an uptight voice with a slight greek accent, yanking me out of my dream just in time.

I groggily sat up, I was in a black old-fashioned frilly girly night gown the kind you'd expect to see on a 50s version of goth Drew and I was in a bed. Why were they treating me so nicely? If they wanted me to talk it wasn't going to happen.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"We treat you as if you were our guest and thats how you acknowledge us? you mustn't take this kind of gratitude for granted".

Jeez, she really needed a lesson in 20th century english, I mean she looked like pretty young, but then again so did that nut job Apollo...

"Who are you", I said.

"That should be of nothing of your concern".

"Well you obviously know who I am".

"Okay, I am Leta,ex hunter of Artemis ".

I've never heard of her before.

"If you were a huntress, why are you here now, with T.M.D.I".

"Because, I 'betrayed' Artemis, by falling in love with a man, Artemis says she thinks as if we were her daughters, what kind of mother doesn't want her child to find love! I was a better tracker then Phoebe, a better leader than Zoe Nightshade but what do I get, exile, one slip up, it's not like I was going to leave the hunters for him".

"Thats like her number one rule, so are you surprised she exiled you?".

"I didn't come here to banter with you," she said pat, with venom in her eyes. "I'm here to receive the prophecy from you".

"Well thats a shame, because I didn't receive one, I know Apollo is a bit thick, but he wouldn't give me a prophecy while I'm in the hands of the enemy, I'd have speak it out loud, and wouldn't be able to hide it".

"Well maybe you wont talk now, but you will at some point and when it does come to you, we'll all be right there, to learn how to stop the demigods, just you wait oracle, just you wait".

And with that she disappeared leaving behind some food, but I knew better than to eat it, I don't know where I am, for all I know I could be in the underworld and the I'll never be able to leave, or it could be some potion that makes me tell the prophecy or poison! I decided I'd let myself starve to death.

Letas P.O.V

"Master Apollo hasn't sent the visions yet". I said.

"Are you sure Apollo would have given her the visions so early". He boomed.

"Yes, I am sure".

"Well, is there anyway she can communicate with the other demigods".

"If she has Apollo's supreme blessing she can communicate telepathically with others with the blessing, she might be able to contact the other demigods".

"Do you think she has it".

"Not even Apollo is that careless, as to just one let alone two people have his supreme blessing in this century".

"Are you sure".

"I can guarantee, Apollo probably won't be sending her the visions until they just come to her naturally, she will speek the prophecy".

"Good job, Leta, you served your purpose well".

A compliment, yay.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter, sorry for not including what happened to the others. R&R.