Layla was having second thoughts about going to work. She was on a road that has two paths. One had golden with white mist swirling for dominance around a world pool. The next one had navy blue with orange mist that looks at peace stirring with each other. Out of the left road came a woman with razor black hair with brewed coffee eyes. She was wearing what looked like white bed sheets. Around her the gold and white mist swirled around her dangerously each trying to get her attention. To the right road had a handsome man with a staff that had two serpents on them. Hhe had salt and pepper hair with warm sapphire blue eyes. The mist around him had wrapped around his leg like a snake.

"Welcome to the crossroads dear my name is Hecate goddess of magic and crossroads." She said with warm heartily.

"Hello my name is Hermis god of travel and crossroads" He said with a smile.

"Why am I hear." The looked they gave me was enough to tell me that I had hit a nerve.

"The reason you are hear is because you are at a crossroad girl" he said harshly to clearly stated that he didn't like to be interrupted.

"Yes dear you will haved to choose between a frend or a boyfriend"

"What I don't have a boyfriend anymore,and what are you talking about"

They both sighed and stood. Then the weirdest thing happened ,they vanish but left there mist alone once more. The mist from the left and the right formed together to make a giant screen. On the screen sent shocks up my spin to form a ark beneath it.

It was a boy with tan skin, eyes that change to every color blue there is. He had on a yellow shirt that said "Η χρυσή εποχή." On his arm I saw a eagle and a half covered black sun. In his arm what looked like a greek silver sworld that he was using to block balls of flames coming his way. I stepped closer to the screen to see Cyrus. Everything was forming into one piece. I was in the shop talking to Cyrus about Shakespeare when all of a sudden a man with red scaly skin, claws that looked sharped recently,and a face that made me scream at Cyrus. Before he looked back the monster/man thing had threw a ball of bright heat at his back. The thing had came up and snatched me up and had me screaming and kicking in protest. That was all I remembered until now.

I saw Cyrus dodging soccer ball size fireballs. He was yelling at someone to help ,but with all the ash around it was hard to make out who. I finally saw what was causing all them fireballs to aim at him. It was in a globe of fire slowly rebuilding itself with the flames. It had beautiful fire red wings with claws that looked bronze. Its beak the same way has its claws made out of bronze with a sharp tip. Its eyes was like a sword of life and death. Then it hit me. In my Latin class my teacher had told is that fire was a important tool for the Romans. They fought in many wars and with out the fire they would have died. So fire can be used in a life or death situation. That was its eyes represent that fire could take lifes or they can help them also. The phoenix was about to explode into flames when the screen changed.


There was another boy with dove salt and pepper hair, olive tan skin with ember eyes, cracked lips and a sword by his side. From there I knew it was Dexel. He was surrounded by what looked like snake haired ladies with bronze pitchforks. He has is sword that glimmed golden light. He was breathing heavily like taking each breath brought up more pain. Blood was running from his right eyebrow down to his lip. His fingers had blisters on top of blisters. In his eyes they screamed pain and anger. He used his sword and waved it up in the air. Blinding light came shooting down from the nigh blue sky and aimed it at the snake haired ladies. The next thing I saw was pitchforks lying beneath green ashes. He summersaults on top of a warehouse that has nothing butt cages in it. "Layla are you here" he said. The screen went black.

"Choose wisely daughter of old love" two voices said ,and I was shot out of my dream.