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Confessions

"Nico." Thalia hissed. "How could you?"

Nico smiled. "I can."

"But you helped us last time...what is wrong with you?"

"Nothing, Thalia. Nothing at all." he turned to me. "Who else was with you?"

I could feel his power much like Percy's and Thalia's. Somehow it comforted me. "You answer my questions first. How did you get Thalia? She was in camp borders."

"The Thalia you met wasn't her. She was Kelli. She was hidden under a think layer of Mist and dreams. Morpheus used the dreams to create a mask. She played her part well, I must say."

"Why do you want her? She'll never join you."

"She's bait and so is he." he nodded to Peter.

"Bait for who?" I asked, curious.

"For my cousin, Percy."

"What's their connection?"

"Why don't you ask him? He's here, isn't he?"

"No." I said boldly. "I came alone."

He chuckled. "We'll see about that." he tried to grab Peter but his hand came short. I smiled.

"Nice try, Nico." I said.

He turned to me. "You are very powerful. Even for a young god." he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up. I winced in pain. "I can make this easier, Lauren. Just join us and I'll leave your friends alone."

I raised an eyebrow. "Swear on the River of Styx."

"I swear on the River of Styx." he said. "Now...your turn."

I glanced at Thalia and my father. They were both shaking their heads. Peter had no clue as to what was going on.

"No, don't." Thalia whispered in panic.

"Gemini." Morpheus muttered. "Don't listen to them."

I closed my eyes in thought. "I know what I'm doing, Father." I said. I returned everyone to camp, even Percy, Aaron, and Peter. I opened my eyes and glared at Nico. "Okay. I'll do it." I was alone now.

He set me on my feet. "Renounce the gods. That's it. It's easy."

I took a deep breath. "a new god and a child of the big three will befriend the Titans and destroy Olympus." Chiron had said that. But it wasn't going to become the truth. I decided to work a compromise between the two paths of the prophecy. A third road to light. "I renounce the gods. I will serve Kronos."

An unseen wind whipped through the cave. I closed my eyes. "I'm sorry." I whispered mostly to the gods but to my friends as well.

"Good." Luke said. "I believe you have something we require."

"Have what?" I asked.

"Don't be hasty, Luke." Nico said. "First, we must go to Mount Othrys."

He nodded. "Yes, your right. Lauren, would you help us?"

"Who's going?" I asked.

"Just us three."

I nodded and thought our destination over and over in my mind. Mount Othrys, Mount Othrys, Mount Othrys... Our surroundings changed. Instead of a cave we were in a small room. There was a sarcophagus in the center. It was golden and ornate. Just like the one that Aaron described. He could never stop showing off how much he knew.

I glanced at Luke, just to make sure. His eyes were golden. That wasn't Luke. That was Kronos, the Lord of Time. "Nico." I whispered. "Do you know who that is?"

He nodded and winked, sending a ray of comfort through me. He was on my side. "Okay, Luke. Now you can take what you want."

He turned to me. "Where's the sword?" I noticed the sharp edge to his voice.

"What sword?" I asked.

"Backbiter as he called it."

"Oh." I pulled out the sword Percy had given me on the ship. Kelli must have planted it there for me to obtain. I strode toward Kronos. At the last second, I shoved it toward his heart, making sure nothing could stop it. Nothing did. The sword went straight through his heart.

Kronos staggered back against the wall. "Wha-" he pulled it out and the hole closed up. "Nice try, Gemini." he stood up pointing the sword at me. "I can't kill you...but I can make you suffer." he took two steps and was directly in front of me.

"I'm not scared. Why does everyone call me that?"

"That's your true name. The name you were given at birth. Gemini, the goddess of imagination."

I stumbled backward. When he said it that way...it made it more real. Made it different...powerful. I let the power surge through me. Let it overpower my senses.

Without giving it a second thought, I lunged forward. I grabbed the sword and plunged it in his heart again. He fell on his back. I held the sword in place this time. "Nico, look away!" I warned. I needed more strength and to do that, I needed to be in my purest form.

Nico ducked his head to the ground. I changed. I was taller and stronger. A strange golden light radiated from me. I held the sword in place. I imagined Kronos's soul leaving Luke's body to burn in the Underworld for all eternity. A second later, a white wisp of energy escaped through the wound in his chest. It floated to the ground and sunk into it.

I closed Luke's eyes with my free hand. I didn't want him to die the second he was back. I pulled out the sword and pictured it gone forever. It disintegrated in my hand. The dust was blown away in a wink of an eye.

I changed back to my normal self and studied Luke. The hole in his chest had closed up. He looked pale.

"Nico," I said. "you can look now."

I heard Nico stand up behind me. "Is he okay?"

"He'll be fine." I whispered. I felt suddenly weak. The gashes and bruises I'd received from the struggle felt ten times worse than they had a few seconds ago.

I noticed the blood pouring from a cut in my left arm was gold. It was ichor. It felt weird. Sure, I'd gotten cut before but my blood had always been red. Mortal blood. Until now.

I looked at Nico. He was frozen in shock. "Wow. You really are a god."

I would've rolled my eyes if I had the energy. I closed them instead and thought of camp. In a brief second, I felt the ground change. I turned from stone to grass. I laid on my back, relishing in the feeling of fresh air.

I heard footsteps rushing toward me. I could feel Luke lying beside me. Nico was shouting something. I could feel everyone surrounding me. I caught pieces of conversation.

"...it's her. She really is a god."

"Luke...why is he here?"

"Luke?" it was Annabeth.

"Lauren?" Aaron tried to make himself heard over the chaos.

"All right, everyone." Chiron said. "Back off. Give them some space." I felt the breeze as the crowd departed.

Someone knelt down next to me. "Lauren, can you hear me?" it was Aaron.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked into my brother's eyes. "Yeah." I smiled.

"You got beat up pretty badly." he said.

I chuckled then winced.

"You okay?" Percy asked. He was by my feet.

I nodded, too tired to speak.

Annabeth appeared on my other side. She smiled down at me. "I missed you, Lauren. Camp wasn't the same without you."

I smiled back. "Did you tell him?" I whispered.

She nodded. "Yes."

I looked over at Percy. He smiled.

"Tell who what?" another voice said. Peter appeared by my head.

"It's nothing, Peter." Annabeth said. "I'll explain later."

"You know him?" I asked.

She nodded. "Peter is Percy's half brother. They have the same mother."

"Really?" I looked at Peter.

He nodded. "Peter Blofis. That's my name."

I was so exhausted. I laughed. "Blofis?"

"Yeah. Why, you don't like it?"

"No. I think it's cool." I smiled at him. He moved around to my side beside my brother. I slowly sat up. Our lips met in a kiss. It was the best thing I'd ever experienced. Our relationship had built up over time. I guess this near death experience let it explode into something.

Aaron coughed. I rolled my eyes but broke away anyway. I didn't know how long I could support myself. "If you hurt her," Aaron warned. "you can expect Hades from me."

Peter chuckled. "Hades."

"Don't sass the gods, mortal. My sister included."

He sighed. "Whatever."

"Hey, where's Thalia?" I asked.

Percy looked at me. "She left with the Hunters. She told me to thank you."

I nodded, not sure what I should day back. "Kelli? What about her?"

Aaron smiled. "We took care of her. She's not coming back for a while."

I smiled, he loves to fight. He's gets that from his father: Ares.

Chiron interrupted our chat. "Let's move them inside."

They all nodded and tried to pick me up. I chuckled. "Guys, I can get there myself." I looked into all their disbelieving faces and couldn't help but smile. I wasn't ready to be a god. I wasn't ready for Mount Olympus. I wanted to live my life.

My father appeared in the crowd. I looked at him curiously. He nodded and said spoke in ancient Greek. "We'll wait for you." I nodded back and watched him disappear.

"Whoa." Peter said. "Look." he pointed to the gash in my arm. The blood had changed from gold back to red. I sighed in relief, glad I was myself. Even if it was for a few decades.

Maybe we'd have more adventures in the future. Maybe we wouldn't. I didn't care either way. I was just glad to have people that would love me forever.

I sighed and closed my eyes, imagining my friends, Luke, and I inside the Big House.

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