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Chapter ten: From Bad to Worse

Theresa's dream:

Theresa roamed the dark pathways in the forest. She did not know where she was heading or what she was doing, all she knew was that there was an invisible force pulling her deeper, and deeper into the dark depths of the forest. She continued to walk further and further. She would continue to walk mile after mile until she reached the destination the invisible force was pulling her to.

At first when she had entered the dream she could see nothing except the outline of a few trees. But the further she walked the more her eyes adjusted to the darkness. Now that she had been adjusted to the dark, she could dimly she thousands pairs of small yellow eyes looking at her from behind the trees. Her eyes grew wide and her heart began to start beating rapidly. All she could feel right now was total horror, she could feel danger and darkness that was so intense she started to gasp for breath. Her chest heaved and refused to allow her to get the proper amount of air into her lungs. Her breath turned cold and was released into the earth in large white clouds coming from her mouth. Her knees were weak and if it weren't for the invisible force pulling farther and farther, she knew that she probably would have dropped dead onto the hard, cold, dark forest floor.

Finally after what felt like hours, her feet stopped and she dropped to the ground. She huffed and puffed and hung her head. But why? Why was this making her feel this way? It was not the forest that was making her feel this way. It was the fact that she was unwilling to come here in the first place, because she was almost terrified of what she would find at the end of her journey.

Theresa looked up with dread, as if she was being forced unwillingly to look up. A spark of recognition sparked in her mind.

Everything around her was dead.

The grass was almost gray from the lack of water that had reached this place. And there was almost no bark left on the few surrounding trees. There was on large rock near the south end of the clearing and a few others surrounding it. Now she remembered this place. This was where Cronus attacked her, where she had that horrible vision about Jay being tortured.

Theresa felt a cold shiver travel down her spine as she tried to stand up. Why did my dreams take me here? Theresa thought as she stood up with weary legs. Who is it that

wishes for these painful memories to return? Whispering a sigh of regret Theresa looked around to her surroundings.

Everything still looked the same ever since she was last here. Everything, including the danger. She could feel a dark sense of evil lurking around in the clearing, now even darker then before. But shining throughout the darkness was a light, red light but a light none the less. Theresa whirled around searching for the source of the light, and found it.

There was the source of the light. It was glowing from behind one of the smaller boulders. Theresa held her breath and took one small step towards the awkward glow. Every step she took closer to the light, took her closer to disaster. She could feel it urging beneath her feet.

The dark shadows that hung over her like a dark cloud never faded as she stepped closer towards the fading light. Not clearly thinking she stepped towards the light. Her mind was telling her Go back Theresa, this is not a good idea. What if it's dangerous? But her feet were telling her otherwise. Well more like ordering her otherwise. She had no control of her lower half of her body.

Finally she realized that she had reached the source. Unwillingly she bent down and turned the rock over, as if she knew all along what was carved beneath it. Theresa gaped.

On the bottom of the stone there was one word carved into it. That one word was blazing like magical red flames. That word was Cronus. Cronus's name was reeking of evil and greed, just like him. Theresa moved her hand around the edges of the inscription. It was filled with evil magic that was all she could tell.

Theresa sighed, she was hoping that this would somehow tell her where Cronus was hiding, but to her disappointment nothing happened. With another sigh Theresa placed down the rock in the same place as before and stood up.

As soon as she did the wind picked up and gushed around her, sending her hair flying in all directions. The black night sky once alight with tiny white stars was now blood red and there were dark red clouds floating in the sky covering the moon.

Theresa could hear a dim howl from some sort of creature she could not identify. And Theresa let out a shrill scream as she saw the ground beginning to break into separate pieces. Theresa grabbed onto the edge of the now made cliff and scampered her way up the rocky edge.

When she had regained her footing and her breath Theresa peered slightly over the edge of the cliff. Theresa let out a loud gasp, leaning even farther out so she could see more clearly.

No, Theresa thought as recognition took over; it can't be, can it?

But no, she was right. She recognized what was at the bottom of that thing, and that was one of Cronus's portals.

The portal was gleaming with red and yellow brilliance, and if it weren't the fact that this was one of Cronus's evil creations, she would have loved to sit around and stare at the swirling portal for hours just because of its beauty. But also, twined into it with its beauty, there was also evil. A phenomenal amount of evil that was flowing out of the crystal like portal.

Without thinking carefully, Theresa stood up and jumped into the portal.

(A/N: ok, so right now you are probably wondering, what the HECK is this about? But I promise you, it will all be clear very soon. Oh and I am pausing the dream for a second, so now we can see how Jay is doing. Kk?)

With Jay:

When the others were sleeping, Jay could not sleep at all. Well not tonight at least. As Jay lay on his bed, stretched out has far as he could reach, he could still hear his friends words fresh in his mind.

Not even days after the scene in the kitchen, Jay was back onto his usual schedule. Although now Theresa had convinced him he would get hurt if he did not start to get back on a regular sleep pattern, Jay still only got a few hours of sleep a day, no matter what anyone said. And there was only one reason, because now Cronus's words were even more hurtful then ever. Now Cronus was haunting his dreams as well as his thoughts. So now Jay could hear him both awake, and asleep. And of course, all the thoughts being rampaged inside his head were all bad ones.

As Jay tossed and turned in his bed he thought about everything that had happened lately. Why? Jay thought as he pushed his head into the silky depths of his feather stuffed pillow, why did all these awful and horrible things happen? There must be some reason why this is happening. Why everyone is getting hurt, why my teammates, my FRIENDS are suffering from Cronus's horrible hands.

Sighing once more Jay groaned at the hopeless attempt at sleep. There was no way Cronus was going to let him sleep tonight.

Hesitantly he sat up and stretched. Well it was nice well it lasted. He thought. Forcing his feet into his shoes and his shirt over his muscular body, Jay stretched and stepped out of his room, (just so u all know, in my story he sleeps with his pants on, so he did NOT walk out in his underwear!).

Yawning and stretching Jay slowly tip toed past his friends' rooms and walked down the stairs without making even the smallest sounds. Sliding gracefully towards the door where he quickly grabbed his jacket and his baseball cap, Jay looked once more towards the stair way, before he silently walked outside, and closed the door behind him, heading for the school.

After the long walk to the school, Jay went through the large blue doors and down the hallway. He went past the lockers and the cafeteria. He passed various classrooms to until he found the one door he was looking for. The small, tiny blue door that was the janitors' closet. Taking out his pendent, he placed it where the door knob should be and opened the door.

Once inside the tiny room, he turned of all trace of lights.

In the mere moments that the room was dark, there was a small blue light Jay could see beginning to grow. Bigger and Bigger. In seconds the giant blue portal of the gods, was opened and taking up the size of one of the rooms walls. Swiftley and silently he phased through the portal.

Once in the secret part of the school he swiftly ran down the hallway, heading for the main hallway, where Hera's study was. Tapping on the solid oak door first, Jay opened the door and went inside her office.

He always liked Miss Hera's office. It was so exotic, always filled with her birds, and her peacocks. There were also many flowers and trees inside, although her garden was nothing compared to Persephone's.

Thrown from his thoughts, by the slamming of a door, Jay looked back. And he came face to face with Hera.

"M-miss Hera." Jay stammered.

She said nothing but looked strait into his eyes.

"Something's bothering you Jay?"

Jay nodded.

Hera motioned for him to sit.

He did.

"I was actually wondering if, you could tell me something about my ancestor."

Hera seemed surprised and raised her eyebrows.

"What would you like to know?" She inquired.

Jay sighed, "I was wondering if, my ancestor Jason, had something like a sixth sense. Like Theresa does."

Suddenly Hera's face grew serious.

"Why do you ask? Has anything weird been happening to you lately?"

"No, no!" Jay answered a little too quickly.

"Then why are you asking?"

Jay sighed, she knew he was lying. This was not good.

"Ok, I, I think I am." Jay sighed as he talked.

"What has made you think of that?"

"Well, I was just thinking that sometimes when I am working, I sometimes start to hear voices."

"Voices?" Hera's voice now sounded urgent for Jay to spill out the truth. "Whose voices?"

"I can't tell," Jay lied, "but the voice is always the saying something, something that I can't understand."

They were interrupted when Persephone ran through the doors, panting, gasping, and worry written all across her face.

"Miss Hera!" She yelled, not even noticing Jay. "Please hurry and get to the dorm! Please I think the children are in trouble!"

Theresa's Dream:

Theresa groaned as she landed on her backside on the hard rock floor. Rubbing her back, Theresa stood up to observe her surroundings. And what she saw made her gasp. She was in what looked like to her, a dark and eerie tomb.

The walls were such a dark shade of grey that they looked almost onyx black. Carved into the wall were words, words that from a distance Theresa could only tell were in a different language.

The rest of the room was also black. Theresa looked up and she saw an archway, like one she would see in an old Scottish castle. Written across the archway there was the word written on the wall. Only bigger. Curiously Theresa moved towards the wall so her hands were touching it. Carefully Theresa gently brushed her fingers against the hard slate rock. When her fingers made contact with the wall, she scraped away the thick layer of dust that was covering the wall. The words were now visible to her. And so was the language they were written in. Greek. Ancient Greek.

Theresa had studied the language constantly during the hours she was in Persephone's office. 'Almost all the spells you will read will be in ancient Greek,' Persephone had said, 'so you might as well start studying as soon as you can'

So Theresa had no problem reading the words that were carved upon the wall.

I Will Rule.

Without a doubt, Theresa now knew that this was where Cronus was hiding. This whole place was filled with his evil smelling aura, and the feeling that flowed out of the words as Theresa pronounced the ancient language was evil. Plain evil.

Theresa shivered as she read the words again and again. It did not make any sense. This place must have been nearly a thousand years old, maybe more! But the words that were carved into the wall couldn't be that old, only Cronus would write a saying like that all over his walls. But the layer of dust was almost an inch thick! So this place must have been build before Cronus escaped from Tartrus.

Sighing, Theresa backed away from the wall, knowing that she would not be able to solve the riddle she walked down the path and through the archway. Once out of the circular chamber, there was a short hallway. Theresa quickly walked down the hallway, almost afraid as to what was at the end. But finally she reached the end. She had to stop her sprint abruptly as there was only a foot between her and what looked like to be a bottomless black pit. She slowly tried to catch her breath as she looked down to see if there was any way to get to the bottom.

Finally she saw it. A narrow stairway. Theresa walked towards the first step but paused. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. This stairway looked ancient! There is nothing she could grab on to if she tripped. She could fall down into that dark abyss that surrounded her. She could die. But ignoring that thought, Theresa slowly descended down the dark stairway. The stairway that seemed endless.

After what seemed like half an hour, Theresa paused and looked behind her to see how far she had gone so far. She looked towards the top. She was only twenty stairs between her and the platform. With a sigh of defeat, Theresa sank to the ground.

Well what to do now?

She silently took another step down the steps. Suddenly the rock underneath her feet gave way and broke. Theresa let out a loud scream as she fell down the dark abyss in the ground.

Little did she know she was screaming out loud.

End of Dream

At the mention of his friends Jay jumped from his seat.

"What's wrong?" Hera said worryingly.

"I don't know but I," She glanced carefully at Jay, "I heard Theresa's scream all the way from here."

Instantly Jay ran out the door.

Authors note:

I am sooooooooooooo SORRY! I should have update sooner! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!