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Chapter 25

Percy Pov

Percy head erupted in pain. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't maintain his footing. He fell from the tree and landed on his back. The impact caused his head to snap against the dirt. Percy groaned in pain and massaged the back of his head. He was sure he was hallucinating because the woman he saw in his dream a few nights ago was standing above him.

She looked slightly different than before, but it wasn't very hard to recognize her. She was seven feet tall dressed in a blue dress with a goat skin draped over her shoulders. She was holding a golden staff with a white lotus flower on top. Her face seemed colder and harsher.

"Hera," Percy grumbled as he propped himself up with his arms.

She eyed him up before saying, "pity you have that Greek curse on you. A hit like that would've taken care of your memories just fine, and I wouldn't have to be here." Hera thought for a minute, "though, I suppose you also could've died, and as much as I hate to say it, I need you not to die."

"Wow thanks. I'm honored, really," Percy mocks.

"I'll ignore your insolence, but even I have my limits," she warned. Percy just rolled his eyes.

"Where's Annabeth?" Percy asked dreading the answer.

"Alive." She said simply, "that's all you need to know right now." Percy felt relief flood through him.

"Then what was that vision I just had?" Percy asked.

Hera's face flashed with annoyance, " That would be Gaea playing her little tricks."

"So that didn't actually happen?" Percy hoped.

Hera thought for a second, "That's difficult to answer. It's a possibility… if you fail this quest."

"This quest? Is that what this is? A quest?" Percy asked incredulously.

"Yes," Hera snapped, "and I would've preferred to send my champion, Jason, but he was needed elsewhere. Sadly I have to rely on a Greek."

"You say that like you aren't Greek." Percy stated curiously.

"I'm not, but that's none of your concern at the moment." Hera said.

"Where am I?" Percy asked.

"The better question to ask is when are you." Hera said.

"Ok," Percy rolled his eyes, "when am I."

"About one hundred and fifty years into the future." Hera said.

Percy looked around and said, "really? This is… really disappointing. Where're the flying cars and hoverboards, and light sabers and stuff?"

"I'm afraid the future is pretty bleak since Gaea won the war." Hera shrugged.

"What war? I already beat Kronos, didn't I?" Percy asked.

"The prophecy your oracle foresaw last summer. We lost, so the Gods have retreated into hiding. Most of humanity was wiped out, and any influence we had has been destroyed. Even this place is all but void of power." Hera explained dejectedly.

"What's this place?" Percy asked.

"That's none of your concern," Hera snapped, "I don't have time for this. Our auras are too strong. The giants will sense our presence soon enough if they haven't already. I need to wipe your mind again, so you can continue your quest."

"Woah woah woah, pause," Percy held up his hands, " You are not wiping my mind again." He said forcefully.

"That is not your choice. It's for your own safety. Your friend Grover explained that to you. The more you know, the stronger your scent will be. Your aura is strong enough as it is."

"But Anna-" Percy never got to finish his thought before the goddess snapped her fingers and he passed out in a heap on the forest floor.

Sorry it's taken so long to update. I've just been pretty busy recently.