A/N: Well, two chapters in one day! I'm so proud of myself! I hope you like this, I enjoyed writing it. I love getting to write about Kyrra's pissed off mood. Aaand I still haven't thought of any real reasons why she'd hate Annabeth….so…yeah. And um…that's all I have to say. READ ON!

Stone Embrace – Chapter Six

R.E.D Prophecy, Stupid People, and Strangers

"You want to go on a quest?" Chiron asked Kyrra, peering down at the girl. She looked down at him, in his wheelchair form, arms crossed over her chest boldly. Mr. D wasn't in the room, the living room of the Big House, and for that she was grateful. The wine god and her often disagreed, on any possible subject. It was clear she wasn't his daughter, just as it was clear she wasn't meant to be in the Hermes cabin.

"Yeah. I want to find out who my parent is, get claimed, or get out of this camp." Kyrra told the horse-man bluntly. He shook his head at the girl, at her fiery determination. She was so stubborn, it was almost comical sometimes.

"It doesn't work like that, Kyrra. No one can tell the Gods what to do." Chiron said in a comforting voice. Kyrra shook her head, her blue eyes alight with fury.

"So it's fine for them to just abandon me? Treat me like I'm no one special?" She demanded to know, her jaw clenching. She unfolded her arms and began to pace, her hand going for the lighter in her pocket.

"I know you're mad, but you need to calm down. Getting angry won't solve anything." Chiron continued in that soothing voice, but Kyrra ignored him, still pacing furiously across the room. She coaxed the lighter to flame, shut it off, then lit it again.

At last, Kyrra's anger had burned off. She sat down on the couch, the lighter returning to her pocket. She looked up at Chiron, who was waiting patiently for her to speak. "I've been here for a month, Chiron. A month. I think I can handle a quest."

"I know you think you're up to it, but it's dangerous out there. I'm not about to send an inexperienced camper out to fight Gods know what." Chiron's voice held a tone of finality, but Kyrra shook her head, tossing the lighter from hand to hand.

"Let me ask the Oracle. Let me ask, and then you can say no." Kyrra said, a last hope. Her voice was calmer, and she even had enough control to look up pleadingly at the centaur, who sighed heavily. After a moment of deliberation, Chiron nodded.

"Ask Rachel." Chiron said, and Kyrra nodded, standing up slowly. She had gotten word from one of the other Hermes cabin mates where the Oracle was, so she had no problem making her way through the Big House to an art studio, facing north, naturally.

"You're here, finally. You take forever." A female voice called from behind the easel. Kyrra slowly approached the artist sitting there, paint spread out in front of her as she looked at her canvas with a practiced eye. Kyrra glanced at the painting, and froze. It was a very good likeness of her, in the doorway of the art studio, new hair and everything.

"You're the Oracle?" Kyrra asked dubiously. The redhead artist nodded and added another brushstroke to her painting, adding a bit more black in the painted Kyrra's bangs. Kyrra watched all this with slight interest, leaning over the other woman's shoulder.

"Rachel Elizabeth Dare, and yes, that really is my name. So, you want a prophecy, eh?" The redhead asked, and Kyrra nodded, taking a step back. Rachel twisted on her stool and faced the other girl. Both faced each other with serious expressions, but finally Rachel cracked, laughing. "I'm not sending you to your death, you know."

"I would if you'd just…do your thing." Kyrra suggested, and Rachel sighed huffily, closing her eyes. They waited in silence for a few minutes, then Rachel's eyes opened, glowing an eerie yellow-green color.

"Six must go, three connected by past bonds

Two connected through undoing a wrong

Two yet are strangers, sons of Shadow and Witchblood

To the land of the beginning, the start of the streets

An new foe, a new life you shall meet. "

Rachel's eyes faded back to normal, examining Kyrra, who was staring with wide eyes at the redhead, hands balled into fists at her side. "Did you get all that?"

Kyrra nodded and recited it back, shaking her head. "Your math sucks. I counted seven, not six. Three connected from the past, two through wrongs, two strangers from shadow and…witchblood deities." Kyrra said with upraised eyebrows.

"Maybe two cross over? The two strangers, who sound like sons of Erebus, and…the witchblood one is throwing me off. Nyx, maybe, or Hecate? So, you need to find three who are connected from the past, who somehow ties into you." Rachel explained. Kyrra shook her head.

"Remind me never to ask for a quest again." She said before making her way back into the living room, where Chiron was still waiting

"That is one of the more confusing prophecies I've ever heard." Percy muttered, shaking his head. He, Annabeth, Kyrra, Rachel, Chiron, and the other campers were gathered around the ping pong table in the game room, discussing the things Rachel the Oracle had said.

"Hey, don't look at me. I just spout all the mumbo jumbo." Rachel said, holding her hands out in front of her chest in a blocking motion, palms up.

"You can't count." Travis said, and Connor chuckled in mirth. Kyrra muttered that she already pointed that out, but no one was really listening to her anymore. They were waiting for the horse-man to speak.

"We at least know where to start. A son of Erebus, and a son of Hecate will accompany Kyrra and the other three." Chiron said, and everyone nodded in agreement, turning to the two leaders of the Erebus and Hecate cabin.

The Erebus leader was a cold faced teen with sharp black eyes and a pale complexion, while the Hecate leader was female, with skin the color of coffee. Her hair fell long and straight down her back in a thick wave.

"I can't leave my cabin." The Erebus boy said.

"Then pick someone to go. I'm already thinking about who I'm sending. You should be getting prepared, Kyl." The leader from the Hecate cabin murmured. The two shared a glance, then looked at Kyrra. "Why would you need them, anyways?"

"I don't know." Kyrra replied angrily. None of it made any sense to her; all she wanted was to be alone, not drag five people along with her. Now, she'd be trucking around to gods-know-where with half a dozen people, at least two of them complete strangers, and male.

"Who are the other three?" Percy asked. Kyrra turned her attention to him now, noticing his position, between Annabeth and Nico. She groaned, rubbing her temples.

"Percy." She growled out. He looked at her, clueless, but Chiron seemed to get the idea, because he focused on the three.

"Percy, you, Annabeth, and Nico, are the three." He stated, and Kyrra groaned again.

Perfect. Just fucking perfect.

Okay, you don't have to say it. That prophecy sucked. And YES, I can add! Percy is the double, he's connected to Annabeth and Nico through…well, R.R's actual story, and with Kyrra through…her breaking in and such. The two strange boys…well, I love the dark side, and they're going with the sons of Death, Shadow, and Darkness (Also Witches. Hecate has a lot of things). So, yeah. And I feel so bad, Kyrra's the only other girl besides Annabeth, who she can't stand. I should have thought that out better….Ah, well! Thanks so much, for reading, see you next time! Next chapter should be….Monday? Maybe sooner, but I highly doubt it, sorry!