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Katie was officially confused. After teddy bear dude announced ""And here Daughter of Ceres..." And all of that creepy stuff a person who was introduced as Gwen escorted Katie to a room- a real room and took her to the bathroom while she went to get something. The door was locked, so Katie couldn't escape. They had disarmed her when she was taken prisoner and she had no hidden knives- she had never felt the need. Why carry the extra knives if you were gardening? Unless, of course, you wanted to declare war against the strawberries. So she did what all girls do best- she studied herself in the mirror.
Her hair was a rat's nest, face was sickly looking, and her eyes looked dull. In other words, she was looking pretty good. She was about to think about camp when the door unlocked and here came Gwen with- Oh the joy! A dress. It looked really tight and miserable, something like the Aphrodite kids would wear. Gwen looked sheepishly at Katie. "I'm sorry about this, Percy is a good person and the Greeks are too I bet. I have to do this because... Well Octavian has power and he..." Gwen looked down at her feet and her hand went to her chest. She seemed to realize Katie was still standing there and she flashed a small, sad smile. "It will be okay, you'll survive." Gwen said, in a a voice that she must of thought would reassure Katie. Survive. Katie thought. Survive, but be beaten to the pulp. But still living. It wasn't exactly comfort but better than what Katie had originally thought.
"What if Octavian has power? What's so bad about it? Romans have power, and the Greeks still beat them today." Gwen's eyes flashed with anger and Katie realized maybe she had gone to far, Gwen was Roman after all and just because she was humane didn't mean she would forgive insults. Then, as Gwen's hand went to a small pocket in her jacket, she looked at Katie and her face softened. "I'm suppose to be in college." She started. "But everyone above eight and below fifty has to fight. I just retired so I was drafted back into the legion and counted like I never stepped down. Other veterans got to stay back at home to protect it, though about half of them are coming up here too..." She didn't finish, Katie just waited. Gwen shook her head. "Anyways, I shouldn't even be telling you this. Here." Gwen tossed Katie the dress and the shoes that had been concealed under it. Gwen slowly walked to the door and unlocked it and started to go out of it, glancing at Katie like she might bolt. Katie didn't, she would keep them off balance.
Gwen closed her eyes like she was making a hard decision and closed the door, stepping back inside the bathroom. "Between you and me..." Gwen closed her eyes even tighter and said the next words in a rush. "They're going to get you to drink water from the River Lethe. It will wipe away your memories and you'll become apart of the legion. The Sixth Cohort. All Greeks are going to be soldiers for New Rome." Gwen glanced at the walls, like they may have ears and left the bathroom quickly. "Change." She called over her shoulder and shut the door, locking it.
Katie was crying. She had thrown the dress over her clothes, just in case some miraculous rescue happened. The dress was torture, like something the Aphrodite Cabin would wear just to impress boys. It was super tight, supposedly a dress to "attract boys." Though Katie didn't think that they had the dress for that reason. She was big boned, a gardener, a warrior. She wasn't super thin and the dress seemed to mock her; she hated it as soon as she put it on. It came down to her knees, and didn't show anything inappropriate, but that wasn't the bad part; the dress had Latin on it that Katie could sort of read, but only because she had taken Latin in school.
Graeca Scelus adiungeretur Exercitum ducet ruinam cum amicis ac deprecari, qui peregrinantur apud vos eget nulla ... abierunt.
(Greek A horrible crime You will lead the army in destruction of your friends and when they beg for mercy, there will be none because they are strangers with your memories... departed)
The shoes were torture and three sizes too small, but that didn't compare to the pain inside of her. (Which she knew sounded cheesy but was completely true)
She was going to destroy her friends one by one... Miranda, Jake, Lou Ellen, all of them. And she would be their death sentence. It would be her fault. Someone knocked on the door, Gwen. Gwen asked if she was ready and Katie wanted to scream "No!" Because she wasn't. But her mouth said she was ready and Gwen came in; whispering she was sorry while she blindfolded her and bound her up with ropes. Gwen led her through a room and out into the outdoors, Katie could feel the plants around her. Gwen led her up the steps and for another time that day she heard Octavian speak. "Look what we have here. A loyal solider of New Rome." The shouting around her started as well as a familiar sense- dread.