I'm really sorry that this chapter isn't as edited as the others. There was just too much writing for me to pick up every mistake, and I apologise for that. Once again, I own Orabelle and the plot. On with the chapter!
Orabelle's POV
It has been two hours since the erasers took Percy and Annabeth. I am currently creating a miniature beach, complete with miniature sharks made of rock, because I can control, summon, and affect (earthquakes, etc.) any natural material. Kit is taking a nap. I also created little beach umbrellas, and stuck them in the sand. Then I went on to create mountains. I had just finished making my third, when the erasers, took off the collar that an unconscious Percy had on, and threw Annabeth and him in like rag dolls. They had little injection points all over their bodies. Oh no! The whitecoats are turning them into mutants! What will their camp think?
"Kit!"
She sat up, and sleepily rubbed her eyes.
"What?" she yawned, stretching her arms.
I wordlessly gestured to the two unconscious bodies.
"Oh gods!" she cried, and rushed over to Annabeth. she slapped her face, and pinched her inner-elbow. She finally woke up when Kit pinched her cheeks.
"Percy!" she shot up with a gasp, she unsteadily got to her feet, and tried to walk to him, only to trip, and be caught by the air I solidified. I then floated her next to him, and lay her down.
"Thanks," she whispered, "Pour water on his face."
I summoned a ball of water, and dropped it on his head. The water woke him up, and healed his wounds. He turned his head to the side, and locked eyes with Annabeth. He lifted his arm, and wrapped Annabeth in a hug, and nestled his face in her hair, and fell asleep.
"I think they might have avian DNA." whispered Kit, "Can you float them, so when their wings push out, it is easier for them?"
I nod, and raise them up. In her sleep, Annabeth sighs, and snuggles into Percy's side.
TIME SKIP: TWO HOURS
Percy and Annabeth have still not woken up. Small apple sized lumps have formed between their shoulder-blades, proving the theory that Kit has about their avian DNA to be real. We lifted up their shirts to check on the lumps, and the area has started to fill with blood. The blood vessels are expanding, and the area where the wings will push out is starting to go purple. Kit and I are hoping we can keep them asleep while the wings push out, so they don't have to go through what I did.
I am checking on the lumps on Annabeth's back now, and suddenly, a drop of blood, drips off the lump onto the ground. The tiniest little tip of her wings is poking out of each lump, I summon a large bowl of rock, to go under her floating body, and collect the dripping blood. I summon another to go under Percy, for when his wings push out.
Annabeth moans in her sleep, so I lift her shirt and keep it in place with a clip made of clay. Her wings are slowly pushing out now, about half a meter out now. I summon some water to clean her back, because its slick with blood. The water then rests around area of the wings, so that the blood collects in the water. I also cool the water, because I find that something cool on my injuries makes me feel less pain. Percy's wings are also pushing out, so, making sure the water stays in place on Annabeth's back, I go to Percy.
"Kit?" I call out.
"Yeah?" she says, emerging from the toilet.
"Go to Annabeth," I instruct, "And rub between her shoulder blades or something."
She does as I say, and tries to relieve Annabeth of her pain. I lift Percy's shirt, and see the tips of his wings trying to push out of his back. I wince, and rub between his shoulder-blades, trying to make him not notice the pain and wake up.
Oops. Too late. He woke up.
"Whats happening!?" He cries out between laboured breathes.
"You're growing your wings," I soothe," It happened to me too. It's okay."
That must have been a strange sight. A winged 6 year-old, comforting a floating 21 year-old, about the wings pushing through his back. Annabeth is awake too, now.
"I didn't know this was part of the prophecy," she grunts out, through gritted teeth, "I bet this is what was coming next, if Aphrodite didn't interrupt."
"Yep," says Percy, "But Zeus is so gonna kill me now."
"You don't have to learn how to fly, I mean, since I was here, I never did, but you probably don't need to learn how to fly. Or you could learn to fly underwater." I say, trying to draw his mind away from certain death.
"I suppose that could work," Annabeth pondered, "If he- owowowowooooow!"
Annabeth's wings were through completely. They were a light slate grey, with the tips of the bottom feathers white.
"They must have given me Inca Tern wings." she said thoughtfully. "They are big enough to fly with, so…"
However, Percy's were still growing. They were only half out of his back.
And at last, after 20 more minutes, his wings, had finally emerged. They were a beautiful misty blue on the underside, and on the other side, the first few rows of feathers were light grey, then faded to black.
"Percy, you have Great Blue Heron's wings." Said Annabeth, inspecting them.
I summoned a ball of water, and gave it to Percy, who used it to clean up the blood off his and Annabeth's wings, and to heal the area around his wings. Unfortunately, Annabeth was not able to be healed by water, so she would have to wait.
"So," said Kit, "Now you guys have extra powers."
"I wonder what I have?" said Percy, " I hope I have control over fire, so I surprise Leo when we get back to camp! His face! I can imagine it now!"
"I hope I can project force-fields, or something like that," says Annabeth, "That could be used for offensive and defensive."
"Or breathe under water!" said Percy, "That would be cool-oh wait…"
"You already can, Seaweed Brain!" laughed Annabeth, as she punched him in the arm, "Ow! I think I figured out what your power is Perce."
"What!"
"Invulnerability, but this time, I have a feeling there is no mortal point."
"This time?" asks Kit.
TIME SKIP: TWO DAYS
It has been 6 days since we tried to escape. We have now discovered, that Annabeth can duplicate herself. One problem was, that the duplicates were constantly arguing about who was the original. They were constantly testing each other, as well, and injuring each other to see if it would show up on all the bodies. It was a relief, when the original Annabeth willed them back into their original body.
"Ugh, I'm only going to split in battles now." she said, ruling her eyes. Thankfully, because they always, always, were arguing. It drove me crazy!
"Hey, Kit?"
"Yeah?"
"We should escape again, " I said, "It's getting annoying just sitting around. Can we hurry up and leave?"
"How?"
"Annabeth is super smart, Percy can control water, you can control fire and have sensitive hearing and smell, and I can control the elements, and know other peoples emotions, and a few other things. We can all fly," I said, and then she started to protest at that, so I said, " If you controlled the fire to go into the air, and solidified the part of it you'll sit on into a seat, you could control the fire on the bottom to push you, duh. Or I could solidify air for you. So before you nearly interrupted, we can easily escape."
"She's right, you know," said Annabeth, who had her thinking face, " you would be able to fly, and we should escape. Prophecies don't wait for people."
They had recited the prophecy, or what they were able to hear (thanks Aphrodite), to us yesterday.
Percy, who had been unnaturally quiet up until this point, spoke up, "Can we escape tomorrow? It's really boring here."
"Whatever, Seaweed Brain, sure." said Annabeth, as she got up, and kissed Percy on the forehead, then lay down next to him. They fell asleep next to each other, wings wrapped around each other and used as blankets.
"We should get rest," I said to Kit, "Since we're escaping tomorrow."
"You're right," she said, " Goodnight."
"Night." I reply, smiling.
I wrap my wings around me in an attempt to keep out the cold, as I lie next to Annabeth, who unconsciously wraps an arm around me and draws me to her side.
TIME SKIP: NEXT DAY
We're getting ready for the daily meal. The erasers open the door, and give us the meals. When they do, we'll jump them, kill them (can't let them alert the whitecoats, and also we don't want the whitecoats forces growing), fight our way to the cages, to make sure that there are no other mutants, then leave, with the other mutants, if there are any. Then we can go to Central Park, and get our friends! Then we will fight some battle, win it ( I refuse to think otherwise) and go to camp! Annabeth and Percy said that they'll adopt me, and I'm really excited because so far they're really nice. I've always wanted to have more parents, since mum died. And Percy and Annabeth are always honest, and were feeling sincere when they said they would take care of Kit and I. The perks of having the power to feel emotions. I bet camp is really nice. I hope-
"Surprise!" said the first eraser, walking through the door, grinning cruelly, and taking the opportunity to insult us, as always. "It's the little butterflies!"
"I hope they don't get caught in a spiderweb," said the second, smirking "That would be tragic! We might even give you a second thought!"
Eraser 1 and 2 howled with laughter, showing their pointed teeth.
"When Annabeth says three!" whisper yells Percy, over their laughter. I nod my head in confirmation, and so does Kit, who is next to me.
"Three!" yells Annabeth, and we charge.
They're smoking piles of ash before they can even finish laughing.
"Bells! Kit! Which one of you did that?"
I sheepishly raise my hand. "I'm feeling the building for emotion right now, incase any of the whitecoats figure it out. I didn't want to feel their emotions as they were dying," I explain, "Don't worry, they wouldn't have felt anything.'
"It's fine," said Annabeth, "Just a little warning next time, okay?"
"Yep, got it." I mutter, scanning the bare, white, hallway for signs of life and emotion.
"Lets go!" says Percy enthusiastically, clapping his hands like a small child.
Kit rolls her eyes, and mutters something under her breath, that sounds suspiciously like; "much a ducking hidiot." Huh?
We navigate our way through the hallways, with me alerting them whenever I could feel someone else's emotion.
We meet a couple erasers, and each time we do, they're dead before they notice us.
We just found the room with dog-crates. We check in the crates, and find 6 bird mutants, like us (except for Kit).
"Hello, " says Annabeth, "We are here to set you free."
"How do we know you aren't erasers?" says a light-brown haired girl, who feels maternal toward the others in the cages. Well except for one. (Hint, hint)
"Um, because we're mutants too?" says Percy, looking at them disbelievingly, "Do you want to escape or not? Me, Annabeth and Bells have avian DNA too."
"Angel, can we trust them?" asks the maternal girl.
"I don't know, they have powerful blocks. But their blocks are naturally formed. They don't know they are doing it." says the youngest, whose looks fit the part of her name.
A dark haired boy with an olive skin-tone peers at us suspiciously, his gaze finally resting on me. I blink, and smile at him, feeling for his emotion. He feels paternal towards the others, except for one, who may or may not be the girl that feels for him the same way. I smirk, they are so oblivious.
"What are you laughing about?" says the boy, narrowing his eyes.
I giggle, and point at the boy and girl, " Are you the mummy and you the daddy?" I say, playing up the innocent 6 year old. They blush and look away, as the other caged mutants snicker.
'She picked up on you two's emotions in less that a minute!" said the girl named Angel, "I like them!"
"OMG! Max! Fang! You guys totally have to get married! I'll be your brides-maid and Angel can be the flower girl! Iggy can be the grooms-man and Gazzy can be the ring-boy! Those guys there could come to your wedding! We should have it on a cliff! And when its over we could jump off and fly away to the reception! Your cake can be 12 layers, and chocolate flavour! No! Each layer should be a different flavour! OMG! Iggy could bake it! Then you guys can go on a honeymoon to Hawaii! OH MY GOD! What are you going to name your children?! For a boy it should be Samuel, and for a girl it will be Tilda!" said a small girl with mocha coloured skin and tawny wings. "And-"
"NUDGE!" yelled a boy that looked exactly like Angel, (except he was a boy) "Shut up!"
Nudge pouted, but said nothing more. Fang and Max looked scandalised, and slightly pleased (I lifted my eyebrows at that), but Fang quickly wiped his face of emotion, but with my powers I could tell he was still embarrassed. Percy and Annabeth were watching this with amusement, and slight recognition, and Kit was rolling on the floor, nearly crying with laughter.
"I trust them," said a boy who was staring in direction in particular, must be blind. Iggy, maybe? "We are acting more comfortable around them then we usually do around strangers, so we trust, I say."
"I agree." said Fang.
"Alright, we trust them." said Max, glaring at us, "For now."
"Notice how she agreed when Fang did, " I said to no one in particular.
"Exactly!" said Nudge, which was probably the shortest sentence she has ever said, while Max muttered, "Devil-spawn."
"I heard you," I laugh, feeling so amused I didn't notice I set my hand on fire.
"What are your names- WAIT WHY IS YOUR HAND ON FIRE?!" says Max.
I yelp, and glance down at my hand, which I quickly extinguish.
"Well," explains Annabeth, continuing as if noting happened, " I'm Annabeth, this is Percy, and that is Kit and Orabelle, but we call her Bells." She said, pointing at each of us.
Max nodded, "I'm Max, thats Fang, Gasman, but we call him Gazzy, Iggy, Nudge and Angel."
"I know." I said unthinkingly, then blushed.
"How?" demanded Max glaring at me.
"Well, I know you, Fang, Gazzy and Iggy from Nudge's little speech, I know Nudge from when Gazzy yelled at her, and Angel from when you asked her to read our minds," I explain, looking innocent, while feeling her emotions, "And you don't believe me, do you?" I add.
"Just open the cages already!" says Iggy, looking impatient, "Stop arguing with them Max!"
Percy shrugs, and looks at me, "Will you do the honours?" He asks.
I nod, and bent the metal wire out of the way, so the others can get past.
"You can control metal?" asks Gazzy, watching the metal as it moves.
"Not quite, " I answer, "I can control all natural materials, fire, water, and air. That includes metals, ice and snow."
"Oh." he breaths, looking at the fire I created in my palm with wonder.
"So what are your abilities?" asks Max.
"Percy can control water, be healed and energised by water, is invulnerable, and an amazing swordsman. Annabeth is super smart, wise, got good battle strategies, and all that jazz, and can duplicate herself, I can control fire, and super sensitive hearing and smell, and Bells can control water, earth, fire, air, ice, snow, and metal, has regenerative healing, and can feel other peoples emotions, is really smart, can shape shift into any animal, plus whatever else you get with avian DNA. And we all have our own version of flying, that we haven't practised yet." replied Kit.
The mutants stepped out of the cages, looking impressed with our spread of power.
"What about you guys?" I asked curiously.
"I can feel colour and have heightened senses except for sight, because I'm blind. I can also make bombs." said Iggy blandly, as though a blind man making bombs was entirely normal and safe.
"I can camouflage, can breathe underwater and am stronger than the rest of the flock, with injuries." added Fang emotionlessly, like always.
"Oh my god! I can like, totally sense left over emotional signatures on inanimate objects! I can draw metal towards me, like a human magnet! It is so cool! I love my powers, and Angels are really cool too, but I wish-" she was cut of by Gazzy clamping his hand over her mouth.
"I have atomic bomb farts, can copy any voice, and-" he whipped something out of his pants pocket,"And can also make bombs!" he added as he hi-fived Iggy.
"I breathe underwater, can fly up to 300mph, and am really strong," said Max, looking coldly at each of us, "And we also call ourselves the Flock."
"I can read and control most minds, "begins Angel, frowning at us, "Breathe underwater, change my appearance, and can mentally communicate with animals."
"Kewelz. We might need your abilities to escape, " addresses Percy, "So are you all well enough to do that?"
A chorus of noncommittal noises and yeses rang through the room.
"Good." he says shortly, "Lets go."
We leave the room, with a newly-found acquaintanceship.
TIME SKIP: TWO HOURS
We have fought our way out of the building, and are trapped between a barbed-wire fence and and army of erasers. The Flock have been whispering in our ears, trying to teach us how to fly. But I shake them off. I walk forwards out of the line we had been standing in, and raise my hands. The earth jumps to my command, and swallows the erasers and whitecoats trying to capture us, all except one. I crush, the the beings underground, while they are in the earth, the realm I command.
"Are there any other places where mutants are held?" I snarl at the remaining whitecoat, terrifying him.
"NO! I PROMISE! NO REMAINING IN THE BUILDING! PLEASE! SPARE ME!" he screams, shaking with fear. I stare at him, indifferently.
"Should there be any mutants in the building, I will kill you." I state coldly, not lying in the slightest.
"Angel, will you please check?" I ask, and she nods.
"No other mutants in the building," she says, and internally, I sigh in relief. I did't want to have to kill this man, but if I say I will, I will.
"You're lucky you weren't lying," I say to the man sternly, wilting him with my gaze.
I raise my hands once more, and the entire facility sinks into the ground.I turn around to see faces of awe and fear.
"You may leave,"I say curtly to the last whitecoat, and he nods and scurries off.
"Thank gods," I sigh, "I didn't want to kill anyone. But I did. Does that make me a bad person?" I ask Annabeth.
Strangely enough, it's Max that replies. "No, sweetie, its not your fault. We had to destroy the School, and we also had to destroy the whitecoats, otherwise more mutants would be tortured and created. You did what was needed."
"But what about that guy we just let run away? Will he start the School again?"
"No, I think it will be fine. You terrified him, he won't be having anything to do with the School again." laughs Annabeth.
"So are we going to stand around talking? Or are we going to complete the quest?" demands Kit annoyed.
"Quest? What quest?" asks Nudge, "Is it to rescue a hot boy? Or to save your fashion sense? Do you get to- mmmphh!"
"Do you guys know about the greek gods?" asked Annabeth suddenly, shocking those of us who were demigods.
"Wise Girl! I don't know if this is your best idea, I mean, they're mortals!" says Percy worriedly.
"They come with us on the quest," she answers, raising her eyebrows. "They should know what they're getting into."
"Um, isn't everyone mortal?" asks Max, "I mean, you're not immortal!"
"Well," I say, "You should probably sit down, its going to be a long story..."
TIME SKIP: TWO HOURS
We just explained the existence of the greek gods and demigods to mortals. Surprisingly, they took it pretty well, but I could feel the jealousy of some members of the Flock rolling off in waves. I won't mention names, but they were jealous. We also told them about the quest, and that they play a role in the battle. They weren't to pleased, but when I told them all out Zeus's bolt, they mysteriously decided they wanted to come. They are also teaching us to fly, but right now, we are finding a spot to sleep. We found cover in a nearby forest, that was easily defendable, and provided enough cover and space for us to learn how to fly. We had Kit light a fire, and put Percy and Annabeth on first watch. After the exhausting events of the day, I quickly fell asleep.
*dream*
I was in the forest that we were sleeping in, but only I was there. I saw light coming through the trees, so I flew up towards it. In this dream, I guess I know how to fly. Anyways, I floated above the trees, and was greeted with the sight of large, stone, floating, steps, leading up to a large gate, that I could just see rooftops over. Somehow, in my heart, I knew this was Olympus. I walked up the steps, and when I to the gate, it swung open, revealing the most beautiful city I have ever seen. All the buildings were of precious metal, or marble, or stone. The gardens were neatly kept, and the roads were beautifully cobblestoned. I followed the road, seeing as I had no idea what else to do. When I got to the end f the road, there was a large building, made of white marble, and 10x larger than the other temples. The doors were open, so I walked in.
I was greeted with 14 massive thrones, and 14 giants who occupied the thrones, who pulsed and glowed with power.
"Hello." I greeted in awe of the large people.
"Hello, girl." said a man that eyes like mine, "I am your father."
"Daddy," I asked the big man ( few of the goddesses started smiling and whispering when I called him 'daddy'), " Is mummy okay?"
"Yes, your mother is okay." he answered, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"Who is the one thats my ancestor, but not my daddy?" I asked putting on the doe-eyes and twisting my foot into the floor.
"I am sweetheart." said a man that looked exactly like Percy.
"You look just like Percy, " I said with wonder, till with the doe-eyes.
"Zeus, can I Iris-message Amphitrite, so I can show her this adorable child? She'll love her!" said Poseidon, excitedly.
"Fine." said the King of the gods, rolling his eyes.
"O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, show me Amphitrite, Atlantis." said Poseidon, tossing a coin into a rainbow. "Quick, sit with me on my throne!" He added, lifting me up.
"Hello darling, why are you- IS THAT A CHILD SITTING ON YOUR THRONE?!"
"Yes, this is one of my descendants! Look at her! Isn't she adorable?" he said grinning.
"Hello miss, my name's Orabelle, and I'm 6 and one-quarter." I said, once again with the doe-eyes, watching as her expression softened.
"Hello, sweetie, my name's Amphitrite, but you can call me mum, or Trite, because I heard your mummy is in the Underworld."
"Okay mummy."
"You're right Poseidon, she is adorable."
"I told you! We should adopt her!"
"Yeah, she is a good kid."
"Hades, that fine with you?"
"As long as she sleeps in my cabin, and keeps my powers, its fine."
"Yay!" I said joyfully, "Now I can have more parents!"
"More?" asked Trite.
"Percy and Annabeth, Mr Hades and my 1st mummy, and Mr Poseidon and you!"
The other goddesses were outright laughing at this point.
"I Poseidon, "
"And I Amphitrite, "
"Adopt this child, Orabelle, "
" To be child of the seas!"
"Say you accept, Orabelle,"
"I accept!" I say happily, giggling.
A sea-green light filled the room, and Poseidon gasped when he saw my face. He summoned a mirror, and put it in my hand. I held it up to my face, and saw that my left eye was now the same colour as Poseidon's and Percy's.
"It's a pretty colour." I say, inspecting it.
"Now I have a second child!" sang Amphitrite happily.
"Mr Zeus, " I say cautiously, doing the cutest doe-eyes I could muster , "Can Percy, and Annabeth, and me and Kit, fly please? I don't want to hit hit by your lightening."
He looks at me and falters in what he's about to say.
"Please?" I plead, looking as innocent as I can.
"Alright, but I may as well adopt you too, so you don't rise against Olympus," he said looking at Hera, "Is that okay?"
Hera looks at my face and smiles."Of course! Now I have a demigod child!"
"Thank you Mr Zeus and Mrs Hera." I say, smiling at them.
"Well I'll just leave, " says Trite awkwardly, and is about to wave her hand through the rainbow.
"Bye mummy!" I call.
"Bye sweetie." she says smiling, and disconnects the message.
"I Zeus,"
"And I, Hera"
"Adopt this child Orabelle,"
"To be a child of the sky!"
"I accept." I smile, needing no prompting this time.
A flash of electric blue light fills the room. I hold up the mirror that is still in my hand, and inspect my eyes again. My left eye was now sea-green, with streaks of electric blue, while my right eye was the same black-streaked brown, but with more blue streaks.
"I like it," says Hera in approval.
"Sweetie, its time for you to wake up," says Poseidon, and just like that, the dream fades.
*end of dream*
I open my eyes, to see the Flock, Percy, Annabeth and Kit, standing over me.
"Orabelle," gasps Annabeth, "Your eyes!"
I guess it wasn't a dream after all.
So what do you think? Please review, it really makes my day and I appreciate your thoughts. What do think about Amphitrite? And Hera?
