p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; color: #00b0f0;"Nightmare:/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"emspan style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"I was floating in the sky, staring into the dark abyss of the primordial god's domain, /span/ememspan lang="EL" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Ouranos/span/ememspan style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;". I noticed that there was a space where a teenage boy with cruel midnight blue eyes and messy black hair was also being levitated somehow. He was staring into the depth of the night. "My mother, Nyx, accept my sacrifice. Let it be known that the blood allegiance binds me to the slowly awakening personification of the skies, Ouranos…" He held up a ceremonial knife, repeated what he said in English in Ancient Greek, then slashed the knife against his pale alabaster skin. He let the crimson blood pool in his hand before flinging drops of plasma across the sky. Thunder boomed, and the sky turned a shade of twilight, as if the demigod's blood—The Blood of Olympus- was being used to form a consciousness. The demigod turned, and stared coldly right where I would've been floating, had I physically been there. "Daniela Andrea Jackson. The Great Percy Jackson's daughter. What a perfect witness to the binding of Nyx's only son to Lord Ouranos. A new era is coming…" I heard a low groaning, as if someone was in terrible pain. My dream shifted. /span/em/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"emspan style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"I was in a huge throne room. The twelve Olympians were arguing in Greek rapidly. I caught a few words. "Grandfather", "Nyx's son", "awakening". When all of the gods said "Grandfather" thunder boomed throughout the palace and I woke with a start./span/em/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; color: #00b0f0;"End of Nightmare/span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Panting, drenched in sweat, mind racing a million miles, I glanced at the alarm clock, which read, 5:59. The alarm sounded. My brother bolted upright. His seagreen irises were wide with fear, and he was sweating as much as I was. "Nightmare?" I asked. "You have no idea." Jace sighed and ran a hand through his bedhead. "Actually, I might." I summarized my dream and felt a stab of dread when my brother's eyes went even wider from shock. "I dreamed something similar, except in mine the demigod didn't speak to me, the spirit of—well you-know-who did." I almost laughed at the Harry Potter reference, but then remembered who it stood for. "What did he tell you?" I asked. "He was offering me a bunch of stuff if I joined him. He even showed me some of his plans—I guess he thought I'd be easy to persuade. I don't remember what he's planning. He said if I change my mind, I'll remember." Jace looked distraught. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"'What do we do?" I asked, slightly scared. "Nothing, until we get to Olympus. We don't want to ruin the ceremony for everyone, after it's over, maybe even the next day, we tell Mom and Dad. They'll know what to do." Jace responded somberly. I knew he was thinking the same thing I was: how much it sucked that we had to bombard our parents with this grim information so soon after they'd be made gods and should have no worries./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"I headed to the bathroom, taking a shower of about fifteen minutes, with scented water smelling of lavender and vanilla. I lathered my hair with my coconut shampoo and let the bubbles work their way down my frame, once I was entirely clean, I shut the water off. I put on my cream then shaved as quickly and efficiently as possible. I used my powers to evaporate the remaining water on me, then did the same to my hair, leaving it slightly damp. I imagined my signature ringlets flowing down to my waist along with a waterfall braid that started with my bangs and ended with some of the hair along my head. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"I walked into the closet from the bathroom door, picked up the specially tailored undergarments and slipped them on. I reached for the high-low turquoise dress that I had been wearing when I had been claimed by my parents. I stepped into it carefully, putting it on backwards so I could make sure everything was in place. When I was finished with the zipper, I slid the thin strap onto my shoulder. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"Knowing my dress fit perfectly, I guided my feet into the Betsey Johnson evening sandals that were embellished with Swarovski rhinestones. Once I was done getting dressed, I checked my image in the full-length mirror. My curls were flawless and the waterfall braid that lined my head was noticeably pretty. I had put some small crystals on the side of my head, outlining the braid around my head. My face was fresh but devoid of makeup, which I would do in a few minutes. My dress was clearly made for me, hugging my curves in all the right places and showing off my long tanned and toned legs. The precious stones glittered when I moved, giving me a silvery glow./span/p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: medium; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"In front of my vanity mirror, I blotted foundation lightly with a brush, so that my freckles wouldn't be covered. I dabbed eyeshadow primer on my eyes and then used a thin eyeshadow brush to pick up a silver metallic color that glitters as a base. I put an aqua color that matches my dress over my eyelids and blended that with the silver. I added mascara and curled my eyelashes. I added a light peachy lip stain that contrasted nicely with the pastel blue colors I was wearing. I was now ready to face my parent's ceremony./span/p
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