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Later that night was a dream unlike any other I'd ever had before. Now, you'd think that after Kronos, my evil titan grandfather was dispelled back to Tartarus, that the horrible nightmares would go away, but gramps seemed to be more pressured than ever to seek revenge again, and stay out. My nightmare started like this:


I stood at the foot of a cliff rising up to what looked like the height if a mountain. I looked around me at the night scene. Spots of white columned building dotted the landscape that I could only see through the occasional flare of gigantic braziers lighting here and there.

Again, I looked up at the mountain; something inside of me told me to climb it. Starting up was easy, being used to climbing rocky terrains as I had been for years. But as I ascended, I noticed that the mountain was decorated with sculptures of broken statues— statues of the gods. I had thought that I was climbing up the original mount Olympus, but I realized that I wasn't, but it was somewhere in Greece.

I ignored the broken statues and kept climbing; each pull I had to make to hoist myself higher felt like I was carrying a huge bag of bricks that was getting added to every step I took.

After what seemed like days of climbing up the rugged, straight landscape, I finally rolled over the edge of an overhang. I was laying there, hardly able to breathe, wandering why I hadn't stopped to catch my breath earlier. Every bone in my body felt like shattering right there; every muscle in my body felt like it was pulsing as a heartbeat, but was getting larger every hit. I even felt my blood flow through my widened veins, sloshing about like magma. Oh my gods it hurt!

After lying on the ground for about ten minutes, I rose myself up. The next time my gut told me to do something, I told myself I would punch it and make it stop.

Though I was breathing heavily, I could see the black rocks that made up the mountain and the single, long bronze road that lead far ahead. I could hear something laughing up ahead, but only one.

I followed the road, which seemed to escalate sideways, pulling me along faster than normal. The road stopped after what looked like a mile, leaving me to stare up at a black and polished bronze palace the size of a city block, which spiraled upward as high as a skyscraper.

I took one step off the road, and the large bronze doors creaked wide open, leaving enough room for a small phalanx of soldiers to get through.

I followed the long coiled staircase up to the very top.

In front of me was a set of double doors with the ancient Greek words χρυσόs κανόνας. In English, the translation was clear: Golden Rule.

I gulped, hoping those two words didn't mean what I thought they did. I pushed through the doors, and was greeted my worst nightmare.

In front of me was a palace; like the throne room of the gods. It was constructed of polished white marble and silver. I stared around it in horror. Locked in celestial bronze cages strung around the room by hooks were thirteen gods: Dionysus, Ares, Hephaestus, Hermes, Apollo, my father Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Demeter, Artemis, Athena, and Aphrodite, and Hestia.

But what scared me the most was what was straight in front of me. Sitting on a black throne ringed in gold, staring directly into my eyes, was Kronos the Titan himself. He was dressed in black robes that were wrapped around by a silver belt. His face was tanned, but indescribable. All I saw was silver and obsidian hair, and golden eyes. Nothing else. Kronos was leaning casually on his throne, his scythe in his left hand, and a lightning bolt in his right. I looked around the room for the owner of the bolt; I found him, but not where I wanted to; not in the least.

There was Zeus, hanging behind and above the Titan Lord, on a black obsidian hook that looked like painted celestial bronze. The hook was behind him, but the point was protruding through his chest. He wasn't moving, and his face was staring down, and shadowed.

The fear in my chest was high enough already, but when I saw the body of Zeus dangling by a clasp, it skyrocketed and made me fall to my knees, shaking like a cat.

If that wasn't bad enough, it sure was when Kronos stood up, towering to a thirty feet high, lingering at the height of the cages.

Time slowed as the titan spoke, his cold raspy voice splitting m eardrums. "Behold Perseus Jackson." He said with his arms out stretched, wanting me to look around, "My rein."

A shock went through my body as I stared down at the black floor, trembling.

A white light engulfed the scene, as I was pulled back to reality.


I woke up early the next morning, three-thirty in the morning to be precise; to both my heart thrusting against my ribs, and my alarm clock vibrating on my dresser next to be. I set it on vibrate, not wanting to wake up my wife.

I got out of bed, dressed, and exited the room. I walked slowly past my daughter's and the guest bedrooms and made my way down the stairs. Walking into the kitchen, I heard a noise and saw a shadow that dissipated that moment, but nothing else beyond that. I was always tempted to fear the dark, gods forbid that something was about to lunge out of the shade and kill me.

I stood at the percolator and poured myself a hot cup of coffee. At first, I never cared for anything about coffee except the smell, but after a while, I found that it was pretty good.

I turned around and almost peed myself when I came within ten feet of a young man, hidden in the shadows, completely dark as night, except for two molten golden eyes staring directly into mine, unblinking, but threatening by life in everyway imaginable. I shook so badly, I dropped my coffee cup, it shattered on the floor, but I ignored the steaming hot liquid oozing at my feet.

Instinctively, I grabbed my sword out of my robe pocket and uncapped it, releasing the Greek blade within.

And with that, I lunged.


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