M0RKIESTAR, here with another chapter! Please R&R!

I've been researching gods for the past week, and my head now hurts... But look at the bottom for must-read informational rants, polls and other stuff...

SADIE

The door squealed open.

I almost smiled. It was probably Walt.

Of course, that was before I got drenched.

I shot up immediately to see the serious face of my idiot brother. If he was this serious at six in the morning it was important. But my common sense left me as I found a spark of amusement in his eyes.

I jumped off of the bed ready for the chase and the kill. "You are dead, Carter! Dead!"

Suddenly, his whole expression became one of panic. He knew my killing techniques. He remembered the Julian Show from yesterday. He remembered that it was my idea. He scrambled back a few feet, his arms raised in submission. "I came here to tell you something important!"

"And you splashed water on my face to wake me up?!"

"Well, you wouldn't wake up if I screamed, "WAKE UP!" into your ear, would you?"

I relaxed my choke hold on him. If that was the case, I would have recognized Carter's voice and purposefully not have woken up. (He'd done it during some Shelby-related emergencies before. My brother can't handle her because she only listens to me.) So I guess water was a better choice.

If I hadn't been sopping wet. "But couldn't you have jumped on my bed or something else? I'm wet now."

"I'll get you a towel," he said quietly. He headed into my bathroom. I got a quick glance of him in the bathroom, catching sight of a box af pads and averting his eyes almost immediately, in a way that said 'Nu-uh, I ain't lookin' at dat.' He came out with a fresh towel.

I grabbed the towel from him, and I dried myself off. A lock of hair fell in my face. I noted that I had to do my highlights today. The purple was looking more like pink today. Perhaps green?

I put that aside for now, then threw the towel on the bed. He only woke me up during emergencies, so there's a reason for this mess. But it better be good.

"It is," Carter said.

"Did you read my mind?"

"No," he replied. "It was obvious."

~~~~~MEOW! It's BAST here!~~~~~

Carter and I sat around a table. Early breakfast. Nobody else was awake yet.

For the first fifteen minutes, we ate in silence. The I broke it. "So, why did you wake me up this early?"

He looked down for a second, deep in thought. Then he replied simply, "The gods are back."

"How?!"

He recounted his dream to me. Horus was back... that would mean Isis is back, and she was gonna contact me soon.

Not this again.

~~~~~I'm ANUBIS! I'm jackal-headed, not dog-headed!~~~~~

The time till official breakfast time was passed in silence. Slowly, all the trainees filed in, and took their breakfasts.

Carter and I had came to the mutual agreement not to tell them about the gods. We'll tell them eventually, but not now.

The voices of fourty-three intiates filled the balcony.

"What do you think we're gonna do today?"

"So, did Julian and Jaz work out?" There were quite a lot of "YEAH!"s to that.

Julian himself was sitting twenty feet away from everyone else. He was looking down and remiscenesing the torture of yesterday.

Oh, how I love sadistic torture.

~~~~~I'm RA! You just got burned!~~~~~

I had to change out of my pajamas before classes begin, so I strolled back to my room casually.

What I wasn't expecting was some dude to be sitting on the bed.

I scrambled back and picked up the blue hairbrush on my dresser and threatened him with it. "Who are you and what do you want with me?!" Then I realized the dramatic movie lines wasn't required because the guy was way older than me (like 26), looked a tad loony, and was wearing a lab coat and jeans. Together. Ick, fashion disaster.

Wait, that sounded like dramatic movie lines were required.

The guy before me looked familiar, though. Finally, I remembered him. Two years, that was how long the gods had left the world. What Carter had said earlier was true. Because the ibis-headed god, Thoth was sitting on my bed.

He looked a little annoyed now, too. "Are you going to put that hairbrush down? I didn't leave Memphis to get threatened by a hairbrush. I came to talk."

~~~~~Seriously, Sadie? God-themed line breaks? Sigh. It's CARTER here.~~~~~

Carter and I were sitting next to each other on my bed facing Thoth.

He was sipping a cup of coffee quietly, waiting for us to calm down.

Finally, like always, I broke the silence. "Why are you here?"

He put his coffee aside and looked at us. "You all know that I'm the god of knowledge and wisdom."

"Yeah," I snapped. "But we knew that two years ago and that certainly doesn't seem like something that makes a guy-god poof into a girl's bedroom. Right before she takes off her clothes. Hint hint."

Thoth leaned forward. "I'm sorry about that. But it was the only way I could approach you without your initiates knowing."

"You better be sorry," I mumbled.

"Anyway, not only am I the god of knowledge and wisdom, I'm the god of forethought."

"And what's that supposed to mean?!"

Carter nudged me, his expression serious. "It means he thinks of the future."

"And how is that useful at the moment?"

"That means I prepare for the future. I have spoken to Shai-"

"Umm... who exactly is that?" I interupted.

"He's the god of fate and future, Sadie." Carter said. His eyes were wide as if he knew what was coming.

"Oh," as I realized what Thoth was probably here about.

"- and he told me as much of the future he could."

"And that is?" Carter asked nervously.

Thoth stared us straight in the eye. "I can't tell you all of it. I'm forbidden to do that."

I growled. "Just tell us!"

"Fine. You'll find the others. And prepare for an enemy worse than Apophis."

WHEW! Just over a thousand words!

Okay, so I'm having difficult finding a good host for Percy... I've been researching for the past week. I want a god[dess] that's known... So the ones I've got so far are Horus and Geb. I've also got Nephthys (she's actually a goddess of rivers, darkness, death, and night) but her name is literally translated to 'Lady of the House' which got taken as 'housewife' later. Interesting, but Percy's a pretty guy-ish guy. Neither is he a wife. I've also got frog-headed Nu, who's the primadorial watery abyss in which land rose from... he's good, but he's frog-headed. The poll will go up on my profile page, okay? If you've got some more suggestions and I feel that their more appropriate then the other gods above, screw the poll.

Also, I modified the prophecy a bit... six instead of five, four instead of three. The reason why is because if I throw Jason into this I feel obliged to make him a host. Same with Reyna. So to finalize it, the four hosts are: Percy, Annabeth, Reyna and Jason. The other two are Nico and Frank. This is clearly NOT a Nico becomes host, blah blah blah story. I'm SO sick of those.

Anyway, PLEASE leave a review! Criticism is M0RKIESTAR-approved!