Hi peoples! I'm so sorry for not updating, had the fam over and such:) Anyway please read and review=D
My sword spiralled out from my ring. Ryan started to circle me, like he was the hunter and I was the prey.
"I won the first time," I grinned savagely,
"I can win again."
He flashed a smile, "over-confident, we?"
He stepped in my line of slashing, so close, his breath mingled with mine. I started to relax for a fraction of a second, wait! Snap out of it! Hot dude= DANGEROUS! I rolled out of the way and lunged. He grinned, and slowly shook his head. I tried slashing him on his left side but he whacked my sword away. I feigned right, and slashed his side; blood welled out of the scratch. He grinned at me, showing entirely too many teeth. He knocked my sword out of my grasp and slashed my arm. Blood started oozing from the cut, Ryan froze.
"I'm so," just as he was about to apologize, I scooped up my sword, knocked his sword out of his hand, tripped him, knelt, and poised my sword at his throat.
He stared into my eyes for a while, then my chest. I just realized I was wearing a V-neck. I hastily stood up and held out a hand for him. He grasped it and was on his feet.
"Hey!" Ryan said accusingly, throwing his shirt back on.
It was almost sad to see him not shirtless, oh well, stupid teen hormones!
"You cheated!" I cracked a smile,
"Rule number 1 of battle strategy. Never, ever, let your opponents distract you, said by none other than our instructor, Annabeth Chase."
He supressed a smile, "you think I'm distracted by you?"
"Obviously, are you always so distracted by your opponents' blood?" I said, stepping a little closer to him.
"Nah," he said, he reached out to touch my arm, getting some blood on his finger.
"Just yours. You had a pretty rough time getting here," I instinctively shivered.
"Hey Mia," I saw Erik jogging in the arena.
When he noticed Ryan, his easy attitude died down, "hi Erik," Ryan said with a little hardness to it.
Erik gave him a tight nod. You could practically feel the testosterone in the room.
"Kay, anybody know what the time is?" I asked, breaking the silence,
"7:30," Erik answered automatically.
"Oh, I gotta get back to my cabin."
"Bye Mia!" Erik called after me.
"See ya," Ryan said.
I pressed the little button on my sword that made it shrink back into a ring. I shook my head, two hot, amazing guys and one girl. Every girl's supposed dream. Instead of going back to my cabin, I went to find Chiron in the big house. After I told him about my dream, he hung his head and muttered something in what I thought was Ancient Greek. He nodded his head.
"Yes," he looked down at me.
"You should go see the oracle, or as she is known as, Rachel."
"Um, okay."
He told me to follow him as he made his way to the base of a hill where a cave was. Huh, I guess I was right about the caves, sigh; don't make this any normal though. The cave entrance had a beaded door.
"Rachel! Mia needs a prophecy, please come out." Chiron said.
When no one answered, Chiron came in and gasped. I followed and saw green mist surrounding her and the creepiest thing of all, she had green eyes. The room smelled like the reptile area at the zoo. When she saw us, the green mist came spilled out of her mouth.
"I am spirit Delphi, speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo, slayer of the mighty python." She sounded like three Rachel's talking at the same time.
The land of the dead is where you shall go,
the seventh one has been found, but you should know
the answerer will guide you through the night,
the ghost queen has her, beware her might
the enemy shall help you, with her persuasive tongue
beware the temptation of the dead, which lies with one.
Rachel collapsed; I swooped in just in time to prevent her from falling on the ground. When she came to, she looked up, and blinked, thankfully her normal eye colour was back.
"Are you okay?" I asked concerned.
"Yeah, I'm sorry if the prophecy scared you though. But it's pretty obvious what you have to do next."
I stared at with a look of confusion of my face. I didn't even notice Chiron was still in the room until he spoke then. "You have to go get the get the seventh from the underworld."
He looked so sad; it was like he was turning older before our eyes. I wish I were Fredrick right now, he didn't have to worry about anything but his pimples.
I know, the prophecy was kinda stupid but still, SORRY=) and I'll try to update even though school starts tomorrow. review please:)
-luver of green
