(A/N: Chapter Ten! Let the truth be known! This is another short chapter...but it serves it purpose well. Enjoy, and have a Merry Christmas...or whatever holiday you may happen to celebrate.)

Disclaimer: Class of the Titans belongs to its legal owners.

Chapter 10: Old memories.

"Well, it was a typical Friday night, two days after Christmas. Her stepfamily was working so she had the house to herself, well mostly, the dogs were there too, but they were downstairs, while she locked herself in her room. She was playing this new videogame she had gotten for Christmas; she had gotten a phone call from her stepbrother about three hours ago. He had told her that after they, being her stepfather and stepbrother, finished this case that they'd pick her up some food. That was when she heard a knock on the door."

"It's really creepy how you can easily refer to yourself in third person." Archie told her.

"I am no longer that naïve girl, so of course it's easy. Now if you'll all look at the orb floating above us. It'll tell you the rest of the tale." The orb floated down into her hand.

They watched intently as the orb began to show images. A television on a table with purple behind it, in the corner of room was a door. They heard knocking, and then Lena's voice was heard. "What?" She called.

The door opened, and two men stumbled in, clearly drunk, while a third waited in the hallway. "Let's introduce our antagonists, the first one with his hand on the doorknob is Raphael Jackson, the one using him to keep his own self up is Derek Mathews, and the one in the back is Daryl Stark." Lena told them.

"Lena!" Raphael called to her, clearly having a hard time standing up. "We won the case!"

Lena's voice was heard again, "Obviously, Gods I can smell you from here."

Derek spoke then, "It was all like he's guilty! And then Raph was all like well he's not, because he's the killer! And he pointed out the true murderer! It was amazing!"

The image moved back and forth, and a quiet sigh was heard. "Hey Daryl," She called out into the hallway. "You were the reporter covering the case?"

"Yup, the case was actually pretty amazing." He told her.

Raphael's voice brought her attention back to the two standing in the doorway. "Lena let's celebrate!"

"As amusing as that sounds, no. Now if you don't have the food I was told I would get, it would be best that you get out of my room, before you drunkards do something stupid." There were some noises of complaints. "I'm sure that even while you're drunk, you remember. If anything happens to me, this house is mine and you three will have to pack up and leave."

Lena sighed and spoke, bringing their attention back to the girl holding the orb, "This is where things get ugly, and is not for the squeamish or weak."

Neil began watching through his fingers and Atlanta took Archie's hand in hers, seeking comfort in it. Jay took Theresa's hand, something had given away the fact that she had been shaking. Herry took Lena's hand in his, knowing that it was harder for her as it was for him. Odie simply sighed and motioned for her to continue.

Raphael's voice was heard then, "Who are you to act so arrogantly?" It was clear he was angry, it was even clearer when he made a lunge for her.

"Fuck!" She threw the controller that she had been using at Derek and leapt over Raphael and headed for the door, ducking past Daryl when she ran past him. She made it to the stairs, only to trip over her own feet, and was inevitably caught around the waist before she could fall. That was when she started to fight, "Let go!" But she was simply being dragged back to her room, and to the bed.

"You little bitch, you killed my buzz." They could see his hand grab her chin. "Hold her down, and keep her mouth shut so she can't start screaming." The orb started to blur, as Raphael began removing her shorts and her panties. The sound of a belt buckle being undone was heard, and the orb shattered.

"You can figure out what happened then." Lena whispered. Theresa's arms wrapped around Lena's small form; covering the girl from the others views completely. "Theresa choking; not breathing."

Theresa pulled away enough so that Lena could breathe, "Sorry."

Odie looked at her, "Lena, I want to ask something."

"Go for it." She shrugged.

"The day you were issued into the hospital was two weeks later, why?"

"Well, that night when Maria came home from her job, she found Raphael, Daryl and Derek on the floor with severe second degree burns all over their body. So she didn't even notice what I looked like, so she didn't take me to the doctor. But I knew that I had to hang on, at least until I knew that I would only be taking my own life, and not the life of some unborn child. At that time finding out if I was pregnant or not was the only thing that mattered." She shrugged as if it was logical. "It took me two weeks to find out that I wasn't, and because Maria was always at the hospital, with Raphael and Derek…Well let's just say that I was a little more than surprised to wake up."

"Well we're glad you did." Atlanta smiled.

"Gather around!" Ares voice brought their attention to the center of the training area and they moved to stand in front of the God of War.

Lena muttered, "Is it just me or does someone look grumpier than usual?"

Odie stifled a laugh, "Lena!" His tone was just as quiet as hers as he jabbed an elbow into her ribs.

"Is there something funny, Lena?" Ares glared at the girl.

"Now, Ares, I am severely hurt that you would think that I of all people was causing trouble." She had put on her innocent face.

"Good now, split into pairs." Their lesson went on.

While the others had lessons with their mentors, Lena had gone off to spend time with Rhiannon, knowing that Apollo wouldn't mind her skipping their lesson. Not that much happened when they got together; they usually just spent their time talking. Rhiannon was waiting for her when she arrived, her tail wagging back and forth furiously. "She's missed you." Chiron told her, and then he asked "Should you be here? Don't you have a lesson with Apollo?"

"Apollo won't mind, we weren't planning to do anything today anyways. I'll take her off your hands for a couple of hours." She took Rhiannon and headed out to the indoor field, and was suddenly thankful for the lack of snow. They spent at least an hour playing catch with a fire ball, well more than one, Rhiannon kept eating them.

Lena ended up slumping down onto the grass, looking at Rhiannon, who was still wanting to play. "Break now; play later." Rhiannon let out a grumble but came up and rapped herself around Lena. She leaned back into the dragon's scales, and her eyes ended up drifting closed, it wasn't long until she was asleep.

Herry had finished his lesson with Hercules early, so he headed to Apollo's study, hoping to find Lena there. The study was empty, which probably meant that Lena had skipped her lesson, and she was probably with Rhiannon. He headed to Chiron's study, "Chiron have you seen Lena?"

"She took Rhiannon about an hour ago, did you check the field?" Chiron looked up from one of his scrolls.

"I was just going to do that, thanks." He headed to the field. That was when he saw Lena and Rhiannon taking a nap. He approached as quietly as he could, but then stopped when he heard a low growl coming from the dragon that was now looking at him, with a grumble he sat down. "You really don't like me do you?" He asked. Rhiannon placed her head on her front legs, watching so that Herry didn't come any closer. "I'll take that as a yes." He muttered, while he made himself comfortable as he waited for Lena to wake up.

The room was on fire, the smell of burnt flesh invaded her nose, but she held back the bile that was threatening to escape from her stomach. She watched as the fire died out, and the screaming started. Their pained screams caused her to cover her ears, and made her apologize repetitively. She rocked back and forth, as the door opened, and her mother appeared.

"What happened here? What have you done?" Her mother demanded.

"I didn't mean to, it was an accident." She had just done what the voice told her to, the voice had told her to awaken and she had.

"What's going on with your eyes? What are you? Oh God! I've been living with a monster!" Her mother said the words with as much fear as she could muster.

A monster? Is that what she was? Yes. She could believe that. After all it wouldn't have been the first time someone had called her that. So now she knew what she was, she was a monster. Something to be feared. Something to be hated. But most of all, she was something that shouldn't exist.

Lena's eyes snapped open; she looked up at the tiny orb of fire that had formed above her. Her hand lurched upwards, capturing it before the orb could do any damage. She smothered it the best she could. "Crap." She muttered and looked around making sure that no one saw that.

"You produce fireballs in your sleep?" Herry's voice brought her attention to where he was laying on the grass.

She frowned, "How long have you been there?"

"For about half an hour." He shrugged, "You didn't answer my question."

She rolled her eyes, and stood up, "Only when I have nightmares."

"What did you dream about?" He asked.

She smirked, "Your mom."

He raised an eyebrow, "That was uncalled for."

"You're right that was uncalled for…Sorry."

"You alright?"

Jay appeared in between the columns, "What are you two doing? Hurry up!"

"Sorry Jay!" She called, "I've got to bring Rhiannon back to Chiron, so go on ahead. Come on girl." She dashed past Herry, and headed back to Chiron's study with the dragon bounding after her.

Jay walked over to Herry, "Is everything alright?"

"I'm not sure." He was staring at the space where Lena had run off to.

Early morning

Jay rolled over, glaring at his clock, which told him that it was now 4:30. He had gotten some sleep during the night, but it had been very little. Something was wrong, he didn't think too much about it last night, mostly because he and Theresa had gone on a date last night, but now that he was alone, and apparently wide awake, his instinct told him that something was wrong. He let out a growl of frustration, threw the covers off, and headed to the kitchen.

He paused on the stairs when he saw the lights on. He sniffed a bit and smelt pancakes. Someone had made pancakes at four in the morning, and he intended to find out whom. He snuck the rest of the way down the stairs and listened for any noise coming from the kitchen. There was only silence; he peeked inside one of the doorways. Lena was sitting there with a spaced out look plastered on her face. He walked in as if he hadn't been sneaking around, but she still didn't seem to notice him. "Lena?" He asked.

Lena's head snapped up, and she began looking around. "Oh, it's just you, Jay."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing, I was just worried that you were Athena…that's all." She went back to looking at the pancakes sitting in front of her.

"Are you alright? You've seemed especially out of it since yesterday." He looked at the clock on the microwave; it showed him that it was now 4:40. "How long have you been up anyways?"

She looked at the clock, and then seemed to have a hard time remembering when she got up. "Three maybe four hours now, I don't remember."

"Please tell me you've tried going back to sleep." He got himself a glass of milk, and sat down across from her.

"Hey! Do want some pancakes? There's some batter left over." She got up, and opened the fridge door and grabbed a bowl from the back of fridge.

Jay took this time to notice that she had barely touched her food, which for her was rare. "Lena, are you sure everything is alright?"

"Of course everything's alright, why wouldn't they be?" She laughed, but it sounded off in her own ears, and she prayed that Jay didn't notice. She glanced at the clock, 4:45.

Theresa walked down the stairs because she had heard noises coming from the kitchen. She walked into the doorway ready jump whoever was there, when she saw Lena standing at the stove and Jay sitting at the table. "Oh it's just you two."

Jay looked at Theresa, "Morning."

Lena turned with a smile on her face, "Morning Theresa, do you want some pancakes? There's still some batter left."

"You can cook?" Theresa asked.

Lena frowned, "Why do you people think I can't cook?" Theresa sat down beside Jay and they kissed. "Gross…Allow me to apologize for getting you two together." She turned around and went back to finishing the pancakes she was making, after another quick glance at the clock 4:50.

Theresa looked at Lena and then back a Jay with confusion. He looked away with blush covering his face. "What does she mean, Jay?"

"Well, let's just say I needed a push in the right direction, and she provided that push." He tossed a glare a Lena.

Lena rolled her eyes, "Keep glaring at me Jay and you'll get wrinkles."

"Stop using your third eye at times like this!" Jay demanded.

Theresa sighed, "She can't it's a part of her."

Lena plated the pancakes, and served them. "Your pancakes." She grabbed her plate.

"You aren't going to finish eating?" Jay asked; he was beginning to worry again.

She looked at him, "Please…there is only so much romance one can take with only three hours of sleep. I am going for a shower." She dumped the rest of her pancakes into the garbage with a sigh, and headed up the stairs.

"Theresa…Does she seem off to you?" Jay asked.

Theresa shook her head, "I don't think so, why?"

"I just got this feeling that something was off…that's all."

"It's the lack of sleep." She told him.

Lena had turned the shower on its coldest temperature to make sure she didn't use up all the hot water before she got in. She had known since she had that dream yesterday what was bound to happen, because it had happened to her before. She placed her hand over her mouth but it didn't stop everything she had eaten in the past two days from coming up with a vengeance. She clutched onto the sink for support as her body emptied itself of all nutrients. She tried to quiet the sobs that were coming out, but couldn't because once again it was starting.