Chapter 12 ^^ Sorry for not updating :( I was so caught up with my first M rated story Total Dead Island, not to mention college and stuff…So let us pick up where we left off... :D

I do not own anything from the TOTAL DRAMA SERIES.

Trent's POV

Wow, Courtney's mother and father seemed so…incompatible. Courtney's father had the same eyes as Courtney but he looked ready to destroy me at the first sign of trouble. Courtney's mother looked like an older version of Courtney and she had the most welcoming look on her face…towards me anyhow. Mrs. Barlow helped me up and Mr. Barlow was shooting daggers at Rex and me from behind her.

Mrs. Barlow smiled warmly. "What brings you to our home dearest?" She has such a calm soothing voice.

Out of nervous impulse, I scratched the back of my neck. Do not get nervous now Trent. "I um…came to share my condolences with your family."

"How nice…and how long do you plan to stay here?" Mr. Barlow asked dryly. The Mrs. caught the tone of his voice and glanced at him.

"Thomas…" She said sternly. He seemed to get the message.

"Hmm," Was all he could say before turning his attention to Rex. "…and the reason you're here is what?

Rex's smug smile stayed in place. "Just here to ask a few questions for the news on your upcoming memorial service."

Mr. Barlow rolled his eyes and walked inside. "Very well keep up please and follow me, quickly now I still have much work to do." He said over his shoulder to Rex. That left me alone with the Mrs.

I turned to her and saw her smile was gone and a stern look companied by the shaking of her head at her strict husband. When she caught me starring she smile sheepishly at me.

"So…" She began. "Shall we head inside and get more acquainted over some ice tea and key lime pie?" She asked gesturing to the door.

I took in her appearance, her clothes and hair was wet. "Um sure, but don't you want to dry off first?" I tried to ask without sounding so awkward.

She let out a short laugh. "Oh it's just water from the sprinkler, it'll dry. Come along Trent." She said then walked inside.

I hesitated for a moment but followed her. Courtney was right when she said her mother was the easygoing person to talk to, her father however, not so much. Why do I feel like this is going to be a long visit?

Alejandro's POV

I still cannot believe it. Not only did Persephone steal my father away from Eris, but also she framed him for starting this war also for losing her memory and I am getting married to my half-sister whom of which I have never even met before. This is insane. I was pacing back and forth in my room Eris gave me to stay.

Marriage, BAH, the very thought of it was not to cross my mind until my late 20's after I have settled down with a well-paying career. Not to mention I would have my choice of whom to spend the rest of my days with…Heather…I cannot be with her any longer now that this has entered the agreement. No. There must be another way.

"Eris." I called.

One of the shadows in my room suddenly had a pair of red eyes appear then faded in with them was once again my so-called mother. She floated towards me and smirked.

"Yes my little future ruler." She answered ruffling my hair. I hate it when she does that.

I pulled her hand off me and crossed my arms. "Why is it that I must marry a complete stranger and the fact she is my sibling is disgusting. You said yourself that when I rule Heather would be my queen, yet you come to me with this new change."

"Change can be a good thing." She uttered slyly. She was up to something.

"Really? How is this change good?" I narrowed my eyes.

"Well for starters you have met the lovely lady before and won her trust before. She is naïve." She stated twirling some of her floating hair.

Now I am lost. "I have?" Given as many girls who have swooned over me before, that did not narrow it down at all.

"Here let me show you a vision of her. The blushing bride is at the location we will be visiting shortly for every day at least once a day." She informed me before she rubbed her index finger and thumb together in a pinching motion that made a glowing blue light appear in it.

"Behold, the Lost Island of the Bermuda Triangle and behold your bride." She announced clutching the small light in her fist before opening it and letting the light expand in her hand.

I looked into the glow and saw a clear vision of a giant island, the sandy beaches; the rainforest had so many exotic looking plants and creatures anyone would believe exists in storybooks and myths. The vision moved from circling the island to a hole in the mountain that lead inside to show…the very last girl I ever wanted to see again.

However, just as I was about to protest, Eris grabbed my hand as the glow grew and a bright light flashed making my eyes shut. Suddenly I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders. I looked up, Eris was floating over me, and we were hovering in the sky. I looked down we were above the island.

"You're taking me to her now? But I didn't actually like her; I just used her as a pawn. Sure she was useful and a fascinating challenge but I have no intention of marrying her." I stated feeling my blood boil.

Eris glared down at me and purposely let a couple of her fingers slip from her grip.

"Do you want what's coming to your future, or not?" She asked impatiently.

I sighed. "Well yes but I-" She covered my mouth cutting me off.

"Good, just do as I say and you'll get exactly what's coming to you my son." She reassured then glided us down to the island, a little too fast for comfort; it was almost as if we were falling.

Courtney's POV

"Mom, I'm here…mom, mom!" I cried before snapping my eyes open...it was all a dream. No! It felt too real.

I sat up, well barely made it past sitting my head up because every motion made a sharp pain came from all over. What happened to me?

"Well someone is having her first power shock hangover." Someone singsong.

I snapped my head in the direction it came from and it was Blain- whomever she is sitting next to me and smiling as if nothing happened.

"You are a piece of work ya know that?" Ms. Willow said sitting down Indian style next to me. "Activating you're powers with high emotions can make any new Olympian pass out, ya know?"

Powers? "No I don't know…what are you talking about?" I asked feeling confused, and somewhat sick. I laid myself back down again while slowly turning onto my stomach. "Why do I feel like I'm literally about to power hurl?"

Ms. Willow patted my back. "Because you lost control of your emotions, thus trigger your powers of plants. When showing a heavy amount of emotion depending on your mood, your ability will react with you." Then she smiled. "Just be glad you didn't grab the sun and hurl it toward the Earth." She said jokingly.

"Or cry; Making it rain in the area and possibly flood for three days." Blaineley added as she took out a nail filer and started filing her nails.

I raised a brow at their words. "What exactly did I do?"

Blaineley pointed her nail filer at something and I looked in the direction to see a giant pile of wilted vines covered with purple, ice I think it is. I did that? But…how? I can barely remember anything after I yelled in my mind at her and Willow. Next thing I knew I was asleep and with my mom. Speaking of which, I need to know what happened with my mom, my real dad and that necklace.

Yeah I said it. I am accepting the fact that Hades is my dad and my mom Persephone is the goddess of spring. Heck, I'll even accept calling Ms. Willow Godmother Willow and Blaineley…meh I'll stick to Blaineley. I am NOT however, ever and I mean NEVER EVER going to accept getting married to a complete stranger who is my half-brother. Again, that is just sick. I need to bring up Trent in the conversation eventually.

"Hun." Ms. Willow said getting my attention. "You have a lot of unanswered questions in your head. Maybe we should talk more about how everything is going to work tomorrow morning instead-

"No!" I responded loudly sitting up again, avoiding the pain in my stomach. "I need to know about what happened."

Blaineley was about to respond, but then she froze and looked up as if she was listening for something.

"What are you looking at?" I asked. I can see in here is a bunch of stalagmites and floating bottles everywhere.

"He's here." She said to my godmother.

I raised a brow. "Who's here?" I asked Blaineley.

Then she gave me her signature smile. Ugh still bitter sweet looking. "Why, your future man of course." She said.

My eyes widen in horror. Him? Now? Here? I am so not ready for this. Blaineley then grabbed my wrist and literally was dragging me outside. I say drag because I dug my heels into the stone ground. I so cannot handle this.

Trent's POV

I do not understand how she can still smile. Mrs. Barlow, well she wants me just to call her Persephone, she so far shown me old photo albums of Courtney when she was just a kid. Most of them were with trophies in her hands, or her in the middle of a competition. Persephone told me that Courtney listened to her father more than her because of her constant wanting to learn how to be great at everything. She also mentioned that is how she lost many friends listening to her father, Thomas, he ordered me to call him Mr. Barlow.

Right now, I was sitting alone on the couch eating some of key lime pie, which tastes sweet by the way, waiting for Persephone to come back downstairs. She mentioned she recognized who I was from the letters Courtney wrote to home while she was on the show and went to get them.

Persephone is calm. Too calm. She might be in the same boat as me. Still in denial.

'Just face facts man, she's gone, there is no such thing as turning the clock backwards.'

'I know, I just wish I had a little more time…just one last time'

Finally, after a few more minutes of waiting, Persephone came back down with a shoebox in her hands. She sat it down on the coffee table in front of me and opened in showing a bunch of opened envelopes. "This is every letter Courtney wrote to me about her time at that show." She explained sitting down next to me.

-Ding-Dong-

"Oh my, more guests." Persephone said getting up again. "You can start reading through those Trent I'll be right back."

I picked up a random letter from the box and opened it. It read:

Dear Daddy,

I don't know what you're talking about. Duncan is NOT a bad guy…did you see the new episode? He got DJ a new bunny because he went through losing his own pet. He may not choose to show it most of the time, but Duncan is a good guy. Just please stop typecasting him in your letters to me. Cause if you keep doing that, I won't reply anymore. I mean it.

Courtney

Huh. I guess this was during season one when she wrote this. I take it she was arguing with Mr. Barlow about Duncan before the whole cheating incident. I picked up another letter and just when I was about to open it, I heard Persephone coming back and talking to someone else.

"It's so nice that you would come and share your condolences with us," Oh, well let's see what this next letter says- "Duncan."

"Duncan?" I said snapping my head up to see him standing next to Persephone with a bouquet of white roses in his hand right and a cast on his left arm.

"Elvis." He said dryly then handed Persephone the roses. Aw crap.

Courtney's POV

Now we were walking down the stream from where I came earlier, that dragon thing, Sharp Tooth I think he's named, was stomping behind us, every time I slowed down walking he used his giant nose to shove me forward. I can't believe I'm less than minutes away from meeting the person I'm about to spend eternity with.

"I'm not ready to meet my "fiancée" okay? A-and I still never agreed to this anyways. And what about Trent? I can't just do all this without him knowing-

Godmother Willow shook her head. "I'm afraid that the mortal you speak of will not be a part of your life any longer; he and everyone else think you and your half-brother are dead. You can thank Calypso for that."

My eyes landed on Blaineley who was strutting with her nose in the air and smiling like she did a good thing. Ugh! When this day is over she and I are going to have a LOOOONG chat.

"Well, well. There you are young goddess." I heard a voice say.

I looked forward and it was Eris herself, just like in Godmother Willows visions she shown me. She looks even more hateful in person.

"You look just like your mommy, innocent, babyish in the eyes, you're not as coincided as people usually think you are." She said in a sly sleazy tone. A compliment and an insult. Yep more hateful in person. She leaned on well behind her and continued. "You've got a lot of work to do before your marriage."

I looked around and noticed she was alone. I put my hands on my hips and raised a brow. "Um, where is this so called, husband you wanted me to meet?"

"He, um, slipped out of my grip, on the way down…" She eased out with that smile on her face then pointed to the well.

"You dropped him in the well?" I asked walking over to it and leaning down to try and see him. It was too dark.

"No I dropped Apeiron in the well." She answered sarcastically.

"What a way to add suspense Eris." Blaineley said rolling her eyes before joined me. "Hellooooo?" She said into the well.

"Help! Please pull me out!" Why does that voice sound familiar. "I don't know how to fly yet! Ayudar!" He shouted the last word in Spanish. Oh gosh, if it's who I think it is I'm going to lose it.

I immediately grabbed the rope. "Grab on!" I shouted down then started pulling, then glared at the others. "Um, you could help!"

Godmother Willow shook her head no. "Oh no child, this is your moment, even if it looks a bit strange."

Eris vanished into thin air and reappeared next to Willow. "What old rock here said." She dully said twirling some of her floating hair.

Blaineley just shrugged. "I'm just too lazy."

"Ugh, fine I'll do it." I put my foot on the stone well and began to pull harder. Man how deep in this well? Finally after pulling about ten more tugs I could finally see a tan muscular man soaked from…wearing a black and gold vest with black dressy pants and black and gold boots, and his head was drooped and his dark hair was all in his face. Then I remembered my dream. Oh no… in the name of all that is decent and good, please tell me that isn't-

He cough out some water then released one hand from the rope to push his hair out of his face to reveal…Alejandro.

"You…" I spluttered out without thinking.

"Huh?" I heard him say. He then looked up and locked his icy green eyes with mine. I can't believe it ….that dream was trying to tell me that he was going to be my husband…this is awful. Beyond awful.

I narrowed my eyes at him, he just stared at me.

I can't believe it's him, I have to MARRY HIM?!

My word of advice, drop him and walk away.

For once, I couldn't agree more.

Following my conscience, I let go of the rope, sending a screaming Alejandro down, down, down into the well again, then I heard a loud splash. Then I glared at the three goddesses behind me. Well two goddesses, and a Blaineley.

"We're done here." I said dully then walked pass Sharp Tooth who started whimpering and then stomped after me.

"I think that went well, don't you?" I heard Blaineley say. Forget this, I'm getting off this train wreck of mythology.

And just how do you intend to do that?

I have, no idea…