I know. I'm late. Some guest reminded me. *glares*

The reason is personal and I'm not getting into it. Let's just say that it doesn't leave me with much time at all. None.

Anyway, here's a POV that I've been anxious to write. Muahaha...

Kye

It's cold.

It's dark.

I can't move.

Why is it so cold?

Someone's talking to me. "Kye! Oh my gods, are you okay? Wait, you can't hear me... Gods, what do I do..."

Is that... Cass?

No, it can't be Cass. It can't be anyone. I'm all alone.

So, so cold...

Something grabs me, and I can feel myself being lifted. I want to fight their grasp, but I can't move. Not a muscle in my body obeys my commands.

I can feel myself being moved somewhere, in a hurry. The voice is screaming. "Help! Tyla, Tristin, Riley, anybody!"

Is it Cass? I mean, it can't be, but her voice sounds so, so familiar...

It's getting colder...

I'm set down, and I can feel the hard ground on my back... Is that the ground? I don't know anymore.

Something wet slides down my arm, and a warm sensation flows through me... Nectar? Someone's giving me nectar?

Why would they need to do that?

"Please work, please work, please, for the love of Olympus, work..."

"Cass? What's going on? Oh my gods, is that Kye?"

"I... I don't know what happened, I just found him..."

"Holy... that's a lot of blood..."

"Y-yeah... Wait. Tyla. What happened? You look half dead!"

"Long story, don't want to talk about it."

Is that Tyla? How could it be Tyla?

"Anyway, I think that there's a clearing that way... It'd be easier to help him there..."

"Y-yeah. Of course. Lead the way, Tyla."

But... Tyla's not here.

Nobody's here.

I can feel myself being picked up again, this time by multiple pairs of arms. I move quickly this time, and I feel something like wind on my face.

It feels nice.

I'm set down again, a little more roughly. Something is wrapped around my arm, something thin and papery. I look in that direction, but I can't see it.

I can't see anything. It's too dark.

"Oh, my gods. What on earth happened to you kids?" a new, oddly pretty voice says. It belongs to a woman, one who sounds a lot older than whoever the other two people speaking are. I've never heard the voice before, but it's one of those voices that you swear you've heard somewhere but just can't place.

"I-I don't know, we just found him like this—wait. You said gods. Are you a demigod?"

"Not exactly."

Monster. She has to be a monster.

I just want to scream to those other two girls to run, to get the Hades away from this voice as soon as they can, but my voice doesn't work. Nothing works in the darkness.

"Oh, no, don't reach for your weapons... I can help you. I'm practiced in healing and things... and it doesn't look like nectar and ambrosia will work on this boy's wound."

A vague memory of my steaming arm crosses my mind. Blood. Lots of blood. I remember pouring something on the wound, and the steam stopped... but then it started again and... now I'm here.

It's really, really cold.

"Y-you can fix it? Please, lady, for the love of the gods, fix it! We're on a quest and the world is at stake and we can not afford to lose him. Not now."

"Oh my gods, Cass, you just told a possible monster exactly who we are and what we're doing. Not smart."

"This is a special situation!"

The foreign voice laughs. "You care for your friend a lot, don't you?"

"Y-yeah."

"Just follow me. I'll fix him up."

I'm being picked up again. I want to walk to wherever the possible monster-demon-lady is taking me, but I can't. I can't move at all.

"Wait!" one of the familiar voices shouts. I think it's Cass, but I don't know for sure. I don't even know if it's really her. It can't really be her, can it? "Who are you?"

Does she really want to know? "Call me... Callie."

Callie. The name sounds vaguely familiar, but I doubt I've heard it before.

I'm being moved again, and the inky blackness surrounding me somehow gets even darker. Am I dying? It'd make sense to be dying, or maybe I'm already dead.

No, because I'd be down in the Underworld by now.

Right?

Hours pass. The darkness gradually gets darker. I can feel myself moving, still, until I'm finally set down on some hard surface. A table? I don't know. I want to know.

"Leo! We've got a demigod in critical condition! I need all my supplies!"

"Sure thing, Sunshine," a new, masculine voice responds.

Someone shrieks. Someone else gasps. "D-did you just say Leo?"

She laughs. "Right. Demigods. I should've guessed."

Who's she talking about? Again, I feel like I should know that name, but it's just not coming to me. I can't remember much, but that name... it's something I should remember.

The darkness starts to get brighter after a while, as I can feel the medicines and herbs she slipped into my mouth beginning to work.

My vision clears. Standing over me, worried, are Cass and Tyla, along with a woman who must be Callie. I try to sit up, but the woman pushes me back down. "No way. You need to rest."

My eyes wander to my arm, only to find a tiny white scar that's slightly bloodstained. How she did that, I don't know. Even ambrosia wouldn't work on it...

Then how'd she manage to fix it?

"W-who..." I croak, my throat strangely sore and my voice hoarse.

She smiles, looking from Tyla to Cass, then finally resting her eyes on me. "I guess you would've found out eventually... I am Calypso."

The name from before suddenly comes back to me, and I almost feel faint—well, more faint than I feel right now. "D-does that mean... Leo is... the Leo? Ya know, the one who died?"

Cass' eyes go wide. "You could hear?"

"I guess so. I couldn't see... but... I'm just that talented."

Tyla rolls her eyes. "Only you would joke after you were nearly maimed to death."

"Again. Talented."

Cass seems to realize something. Her eyes widen and she curses under her breath. "Guys. Where are Riley and Tristin?"

Oh. They're kind of important, aren't they?

Calypso smiles, amused. "Would you like to Iris-Message them? There's a fountain in the back. Just shine a light at it and throw in a drachma."

Tyla nods and leaves, Calypso close behind. "Don't die, Kye," she calls over her shoulder.

"That rhymes!" I shout.

"I can see that."

Something occurs to me. Tyla is long gone before I can call her back to tell her, so I turn to Cass. "The prophecy."

"What?" she asks, confused.

"One will cut it close. Oh my gods, it's me. I cut it close." I bury my face in my hands, hyperventilating and trying not to scream. It's happening. The prophecy is happening and we still have—what, eight days left?

Cass takes this awfully well, putting a hand on my shoulder. I'm surprised when I don't even wince—Calypso's medicines must really work. "Look at it this way. You're alive. We're all alive. We have seven days—you slept through a day, by the way—to defeat Nyx. We can survive."

I sigh and put one hand on my forehead, alarmed by how hot it feels. That can't possibly be good, but I don't say anything. I'm alive; that's all that matters. "Yeah... I guess we can."

I TOTALLY JUST DID THAT.

I know that you guys are gonna want Caleo, but they, sadly, are side characters to the Five (I'm calling them that now. Deal with it). So don't expect too much of them.

And the prophecy is finally coming true! I'm proud to say that, for once, I have the entire story planned out. I don't know how many chapters it's gonna take up, but I know what's gonna happen... Who lives, who dies, EVERYTHING.

Long story short, be afraid.

P.S: To those of you with side OCs, they're gonna show up soon, I promise. Give it another few chapters before you murder me. I haven't forgotten them.

Review Replies:

Innoc3ntKitt3n: That means so much to me, you don't even know. Thanks so much!

Jayden Daughter of Eris: Thanks! I'll do my best!

The 379th Hero: Not a Star Wars fan. Actually, I've never even seen any of its stuff. But thanks, I guess!

Equinoxes: Yeah, I actually really like Rin, too! She's a good villain, in my opinion. That's why I chose my villains, because I thought they'd be good antagonists. And Kye's fine, more or less!

MadWhiteRabbit: It's fine! I understand forgetting/being too lazy to review, so don't feel bad. You got the whole thing about Rin's godly parent right, too. And Tyla's okay, too. (And don't worry; they're all my favorites at this point.)

Guest: Thanks! I'm glad you've been liking the story!

TeamxLeo (guest): Uh... Thanks? I don't know how to deal with that... (I watched Soul Eater, can you tell?)

bookworm (guest): Yeah, I do that. Ya know, I don't update for weeks at a time. But the reason is personal and I don't want to explain it.

Guest: See above comment.

OC Credit:
Jayden Daughter of Eris for Tristin

Innoc3ntKitt3n for Kye and Tyla

Xx La Fille En Feu xX for Riley

MadWhiteRabbit for Cass

Yours in demigoddishness,

Megan, AKA We're All Okay