A/n: hey guys, Abbie here! we've been working super hard and we've written this new chappie! It's short but we couldn't leave you guys with such a cliffhanger! I wonder what will happen to everyone?! You'll just need to read to find out! Hope you enjoy this chappie… more coming soon!

I twist my dagger in an elaborate move and force Oizys to her knees. I hold the tip of Dark Moonlight at her neck.

"Yield."
She glares at me, suddenly giving a menecing grin. "Never!"
A crushing weight of pain and distress, one that had probably used up all of her last trickles of strength, brings me down. In an instant, the spirit is holding a short knife to my neck. "YIELD!"

I can barely see. My vision is foggy. Everything swims into focus. I give a long, slow smile. Time for one last heroic effort. "No."

There is a flash of black! In an instant, I have stuck a knife in her leg, kicked her away, and am standing on her, holding one foot on her neck and my dagger pointed at her face. "Yield."

She struggles, but realizes two things: One, she has used all her power and most of her strength, and two, the knife I stuck in her leg was dipped in dart-frog poison. She'd be dead in two minutes, tops.

"Fine! I...I yield."

I step off, rip the knife out of her leg, and pass her the antidote. She grabs a vial of brownish liquid greedily and vanishes. Then, I hear another voice. One that echoed eons of wisdom and experience, but that also dripped with menecing surety, and tinged with silky persuasion.

"You did well."

I look up. "Mom."

Nyx descends slowly and shrinks to human size. Her black eyes stare at me with a dead, haunted look, and her robes swirl with galaxies. Tucked casually into her belt is a glittering whip made of stars. She smiles palely at me. "Not many can defeat her."

"Thank you." Coming from her, it is a compliment, singing with praise. But I have a question. "Nyx?"

"Yes?" she purrs.

I snap out my black wings. "Why?"

Her cold, hard face softens, just for a second. "Oh, I know. You are confused by why I allowed you to become so, and you are startled at the strangeness of it. You seek answers." I am shocked by how well she judges me.

"Yes."

She sighs, and unfolds her own wings. Hers somehow seem infinitely darker, incredibly blacker. She leans close and wraps her wings around me. Somehow I am comforted by their warm embrace. Then she whispers something. My blue-gray eyes, in the presence of Nyx silver, widen as she takes something from her robes. A small square of fabric. Black. But, outlined in purest silver, is a woven pair of wings, imbroidered on the cloth. I look closer, and gasp. One of the primaries - in the same spot! - is purest sapphire blue. Just like mine. I barely hear Nyx's whisper:

"This is but a copy of a fragment of your life cloth. The very one the Fates are now spinning. My dear, you were destined to fly."

The north wind catches my small, stubby owl's wings and lifts me towards Mt. Olympus. I can't express how much I hate Athena. Always lifting me to her stupid palace on stupid Mt. Olympus where the stupid gods live.

I heard you. A voice whispers inside my head.

Shut up! I think, annoyed at myself for intruding on my spitefulness.

Oh, but no one can shut up me. I am but only Athena.

I scream. Out loud, of course. How is Athena in my head?!

Don't worry, I'll be out soon. She offers.

I reach her palace. Annoyed, I turn back into Erica and step through the golden doors.

I am so frustrated and annoyed! Gods, gods are annoying! I have recently been chewing out Athena and Poseidon for attacking my friends, and I hear a soft voice behind. me. I know instantly that it is Hades. I sigh, making a big show of rolling my eyes, and turn.

"What do you want? Please, no offense or anything, but please get out of my life!" I snap.

"I just wanted to tell you something, please, come into this room." He seems too calm.

"No! Why should I?" The room quiets, and the gods all turn to look at me. I suddenly become very aware of the power of the gods that respect Hades looking at me. I stare back at Hades boldly, hiding my fear. He grabs my arm, but as I struggle, he drags me into a: soundproof, bulletproof, and Lilyproof room. I give up, and sit down. When I sit, Hades sighs, and looks at me.

"I never wanted to curse you or leave you. When I never saw you again, and Pan took you as his daughter, I was crying for days. Please trust me." He looks sad, but I know better.

"I. Will. Not. Trust. You. So. Give. Up. Okay?" I am not about to trust a god, especially one that ruined my childhood.

Then, he touches my forehead, and I feel extreme pain. I crumple. The last thing I hear is, "Oh, if you won't listen, I will have to show you."

I go back. Erica ditches me. Well, what do you expect! I figure, she said she would come back and I trust her. I sit on the wall of the cave and start making it a home.

First, I use a little bit of my strength and make a little shake and the rocks from above fall. I hack awayat them and make them a little like pencils. Then I draw. I carve out he layers of the cave. The pink rock shows. Then the dark black. In this way the cave is now a bright pastel painting -like thing.

Then I sit and doze off to sleep.

I wake up to a dream.

I see Mom. And Dad. Not together. Like two parts of a dream.

Then, like I was not supposed to see it my dream changes rapidly. I see Luna, in all the darkness. Then I see this other thing. They are fighting. I figure I will ask Luna what it is. They keep fighting. Then I hear something loud. And something shaking me.

"Athena." I spit coldly.

"Dear," she smiles warmly at me.

"Ditch that look. What do you want know? Other than hearing the rumors I started about you."

"I want to introduce you to someone. Jacob?"

A boy steps out from the shadows. His eyes are a stormy-gray. A light sparkle on his hazel skin indicates he is a god. But which one? They can appear in different forms, but I have never heard of Jacob before….

"He is your...half-brother."

I shake Aleana roughly. Disturbed by the black cloth nestling in a pouch at my belt, I don't stop until I am aware she is groaning in protest. I suddenly abandon the attempt to wake her up and cartwheel into the middle of the cave, feeling giddy at my discovery and finally at peace with my wings. I unfold them, spreading them out, even though they almost fill the cave and would knock someone off their feet if I moved, because I am so happy at my discovery. But, as I have trained to do, I do not allow any emotion to show on my face, keeping my expression cool and slightly bored. I fan out my wings and fold myself into a meditating position, closing my eyes and finally feeling at peace, the first time I have since I received my wings.

I can only remember fragments of the flight here, giddy as I was with happiness. Snatching the cloth, flying faster than ever, shedding tears of joy. Then I come to my senses.

"Where are Lily and Erica?"

I wake up and see Luna looking at me.

"Waaaa." I say, more like a groan.

"Where are Lily and Erica?!" she says, worry in her voice.

"That little -" Then I stop. "Luna, get on." I yell. She must have been startled but she hurriedly hops on behind me. I start immediately into a quick gallop. I race through the woods barely keeping Luna from toppling over the edge.

The it happens.

She falls. I stop in horror. Then I see a massive wolf with an angry look on it's face looking up to me with displeasure.

"Sorry Luna!" I yell. Then I begin a slow gallop so the wolf can keep up.

"Bark, woof, awoooooo!" The wolf howls. I do not even try to understand. Then the wolf turns another way and I follow. Then I know we are near. There stands Mt. Olympus. Then I see her. Lily. I gallop up the steep cliffs. Somehow Luna keeps I get off. Lily is looking at me with mainly hatred in her eyes.

"Lemme guess. You found something out that is horrible that I do not know about because I had amnisia." I say, with an annoyed look on my face.