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Cronus stood in a dark room by himself. The only light illuminating the room was that of the glowing liquid he was stirring.

He heard whinnying behind him and smiled. "Ah, you found it." He said to his giants who were pulling a winged horse towards Cronus with great difficulty. "Pegasus you still look as young as you were when you were first created by Medusa's blood." Cronus laughed evilly. He tried to touch him but the horse nearly bit him. "Hold it down." Cronus ordered to his giants who followed his order right away.

He walked towards his potion and scooped some up in a gold cup. He walked over to the struggling horse and poured it into its eyes. Pegasus neighed in pain. "Let it go." He told his giants. The horse reared up and fell to the ground again. His beautiful mane changed into long, sharp, black spikes. His coat changed into a red, dripping substance. His ears changed into two black holes. His stomach sucked in until there were only ribs left. His wings turned black with holes all over them. But the worst part of the transformation was his eyes. Those eyes, once so colourful and warm, now so dull and cold.

"You now are the perfect weapon to defeat those mindless children." Cronus outstretched a hand and placed it on the horse's muzzle. Pegasus bit his hand. "Why aren't you under my control?" Cronus said angrily a he healed his wound with only a wave of his hand.

"You need the golden bridle." A voice said from behind him. Cronus turned around quickly. "You found the portal I left for you." Cronus smiled. "I did. I know who has the bridle." The teen said. "I can get it for you." "I'll send you back through this portal." Cronus created a portal using his scythe. "You will end up where you were earlier."

"Thank you, Cronus." The teen bowed. "You have five days." Cronus said. "Of course." The teen said, his eyes glowing as red as a gods blood. He walked through the portal. It closed behind him.

Cronus grinned. "It begins…"

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Theresa opened her eyes in fear and screamed quietly.

That was a freaky dream. Theresa shuddered. Who was that boy with Cronus? Theresa asked herself as she rubbed her aching head. "Was that a dream or a vision?" Theresa said to herself quietly. She looked over at Atlanta's bed beside hers. Atlanta still wasn't back from her date. Theresa couldn't help but think what Atlanta is doing right now… Theresa shook the thought out of her head. She would never do that... I hope she's not hurt. Theresa reached to her bed side table and grabbed her communicator. She turned on the lamp beside her bed so that she can see the buttons on her communicator. She pressed the button on the far right that contacted Atlanta.

Atlanta popped up on the screen seconds later looking tired and annoyed. "Theresa! Do you know what time it is?" Atlanta whispered angrily. "Atlanta… Did you… uh…" Theresa started but couldn't quite finish it. "What are you asking, Theresa?" Atlanta groaned as she rubbed her tired eyes. "Did you and Casey… you know…"

Atlanta almost choked on the air she was breathing in. "No! Never! Are you aware of how young I am?" Atlanta answered quickly. "Oh, good." Theresa sighed a sigh of relief. "I didn't think that you would do that but it's just that you and Casey were gone for a lot longer than all of us thought… What happened?"

Atlanta sighed. "Can we talk about this tomorrow? I need to rest." Theresa smiled "Okay."

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Jay slowly opened his eyes as he began to wake up. He turned over on his bed and noticed that Archie was still asleep. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his eyes. He looked over at his clock sitting on a table beside his bed. It was 5:37 am.

He groaned and pulled the sheets off of him. He put his feet on the ground and began to put his weight on them when a piercing pain shot through his right foot. He gasped in pain and lifted his foot up to inspect the injury. There was a piece of glass in his foot. He cursed under his breath and looked at the floor where his foot was. A picture frame lay on the ground. He looked at his bedside table and noticed that his picture was missing. He turned back to the broken frame and turned it over to find that it was indeed his. He shook the broken glass off of it and brought it closer to his eyes so he could see it better in the dark.

Theresa was in the picture with himself. There was a carnival in the city that day so they went. They were in a bumper car together. Archie and Atlanta came with them that day and took their picture. Archie kept teasing the two about how close they were in the bumper car. Atlanta would nudge Archie every time he did this. It would always shut him up.

Jay chuckled and looked down at his bleeding foot. Remembering that he was in pain, he limped to the bathroom being sure to not step on the broken pieces of glass again.

He put his foot on the bathroom counter and looked through the cabinet for tweezers. He found a pair after about two minutes of searching. He cautiously took the tweezers and began to pull the piece of glass out of his foot. He cursed in pain. He continued to pull it out and curse until he got it. He placed the piece of glass on the counter. He went back into the cabinet and found the first aid kit. He opened it up and got out the bandage what looked best for his injury. The bottom of his foot was now completely red with blood so he decided to wash it first. He turned on the tap and put his aching foot under the pouring water. It stung a bit but he didn't curse. Instead he winced a bit.

When he knew that the wound was clean, he started to wrap the bandage around his foot cautiously. When he finished with the injury, he limped back to his room and picked up all of the broken pieces of glass that he could find and put them in the recycling. He picked up the picture and sighed angrily. That was when I had a chance. But now…He threw the frame into the garbage along with the picture and went back to bed.

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I warned you it was short but did you listen? Nooooooooooooo! LOL! Hope you liked it! Please review or else I'll come after you with a pointy stick! Fear the stick…