Chapter 29: HP

I HAVE EXCUSES TO WHY THIS IS LATE!
I was had over 3 hours worth of meetings on Sunday so by the time I was free to write, my creativity was dead and well... When that happens, characters die.
On Monday I had school, and we had a new schedule, and I had another meeting after that, so the only time I could've written anything was during lunch break or at 10 pm, but at 10pm, I just wanted sleep...
Tuesday I was busy as hell and Wednesday I had 6 different meetings throughout the day so this was really at the back of my mind.

Thursday was spent drawing fanart... and I had school.

Friday I pretty much slept all day...

The Hunt packed up quickly after we met, the girls hugging each other and promising to visit from time to time when their paths cross.

We were directed East by Thalia, who said that there was a village that way, about two miles and a half away, where we could get a taxi if it wasn't too late when we got there, otherwise we could stay at the inn.

By the time we were on our way, the Hunt had already left the clearing and we were alone. We started walking the direction she had pointed us.

Percy and Annabeth were walking with us, though slightly ahead even though they had both gotten a good knock on the head from the manticore.

Kassidy kept looking back at the clearing, even after it was far from our sight. She trailed behind even though I was sure she could have beaten us all there within minutes.

I stayed back with her while the others grouped together in the middle.

At first she tried walking a little faster, but when I did too she resigned herself to her fate and slowed down again walking beside me. We walked in silence for a long while and before long, all of the others were out of sight, though Kassidy still kept on their trail.

The snapping of a twig alerted us to another's presence, Kassidy quickly knocked an arrow in a previously hidden bow, while I drew my wand, pointing it at where the noise had come from.

A red fox sprang from the underbrush, holding a fish in it's jaws.

"Drop it, Calun." Kassidy ordered. The fox did and the fish transformed into a letter, which Kassidy glanced over before tucking it tight into one of the pockets in her jacket.

The fox walked away, seemingly pleased that it was done with it's task and left us alone after that.

We followed the others' trail in silence, her leading the way until she came to a sudden stop, shaking.

At first it was barely noticeable, then it was shuddering, as if she was cold. After a minute, she was just a blur.

Her shaking hands pulled out the letter from the fox, Calun, and it fell open, twenty lines written, sixteen I recognised, four were new.

"Fated death a cold blade proposed,
Spun in webs of lies and deceit,
Options given by many foes,
War begin upon loveseat."

"What do you want from me?" Kassidy screamed as she fell to the ground in a heap. "I came with you because I had no choice! The Fate's prophecy is not an option, it is an order. I had no choice to be here! They ruined my life whilst I was amongst the children my age and now I am alone in age, my friends are dead, and I have been ordered to join you on your quest that will end in death! I ran to the hunters in a chance to escape that destiny, but I am still forced to join you."

"So why not let the others bond alone without you?" I spoke slowly, unsure if she was yelling at me or at the Fates. Yelling at them could never be good, from what I heard from Percy.

"I am immortal, Harry Potter. I cannot die unless through battle. I hold the mind of Delphi, she whispers thoughts into my ears and floods my brain with actions. I wish to be free of her, and I can only do this through death. Yet, I am immortal. I cannot let them bond without me unless I want them to go insane! I would not wish that fate on another, at least together, we will be able to function further than only serving our own purposes! We must bond with another when our souls become one and only our bonded will be able to keep us from war. That is the piece the Fates deemed unimportant and t'was lost to history! I preserve the knowledge through my life only, wishing that it would be lost but when I wish to drink from Lethe, even after I have, Delphi whispers it into my ears once again. She and I are separate, we are not one. She is the dark though sane and I am simply her vessel. I have no escape."

Her screaming quieted until I could hear the soft hiccups and deep breaths as she calmed herself.

Oh.

She was crying.