Kiya was sitting in the Hermes cabin listening to the quiet chatter of her cabin-mates. "So…" One camper said sitting down next to her making Kiya grumble with annoyance. "I heard at the meeting of the cabin heads that you're refusing a quest." Kiya grit her teeth and held her tongue. Just because Michael was the head of Cabin 11 meant nothing to her, she wasn't a child of Hermes so she refused to speak or even acknowledge the other camper.
"One has to wonder though….." Michael said tilting his head. "What the Oracle meant with her words. A forgotten vow, ancient blood returning to flesh…" Kiyas face relaxed for a moment as she realized she did wonder, why those words, an ancient blood? Maybe a hint at who she was? She knew she was some semblance of demi-god but obviously not greek. She shook her head returning to her stoic face. "Don't care." She grunted finally. Michael smirked and Kiya could see it out of the corner of her eye. "You do care." He said softly.
"You wouldn't be as angry if you didn't care. Ty...you...Luke…" Michael sighed and leaned back on his hands staring at the bunk above them. "You hate the Gods, and I can never figure out why, look at us, we are better than any mortal. We're stronger, faster, smarter, and yet you want to toss those gifts away. And I'm not sure why." Kiya froze when Michael mentioned Luke. He was erased from history for his crimes, though what they were was unknown to her. Michael stood up with a huff. "We noticed you act more like Luke then anyone since him." Michael said and crossed his arms. "I only hope you end up a hero like him, I would hate for the camp to meet you in battle."
With that thinly veiled threat Michael walked off leaving Kiya alone, where she slumped back into bed laying down, pulling the cover over her head her mind racing with too many thoughts, she feared she would never go to sleep. Surprising herself when she felt the lull of sleep washing over her.
She let it take her, eyes closed as she sighed before opening them again to find herself in the center of camp. But it wasn't the camp she was use to; the forest hadn't been cleared to make room for more cabins, there were only thirteen visible then the Big House and the other various camp activities. She watched as a sandy-blonde haired girl chased after a dark-haired boy the two of them yelling something about toilets before she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned to see..."Luke." She said smiling. "Hey Kiya." He said returning her smile as he nodded towards cabin eleven, it was empty.
"This was the day we did capture the flag, where we found out Percy was a son of Poseidon." Kiya turned facing the third cabin, she recognized it from the current camp. "Poseidon, so he's powerful." Luke nodded. "He broke a curse with just one action, when if anyone else did it, they would've failed." He admitted going inside the bunk and sitting down on an empty bed. Kiya followed and sat in a chair facing the bunk. "What did you do?" She asked not wasting time. Luke sighed and stared as campers returned to the camp; for once it wasn't a dream Kiya could control but she noticed that campers were ignorant to the two of them, as if they weren't there.
"This camp." Luke said looking at the campers around them. "Its a safe space for us, for Demi-Gods." Luke sighed and waved a hand the campers, cabin, fading as the lakeside formed and Kiya was back where her and Luke first talked. "I was a fool." Luke said turning and Kiya turned to face where he looked at, she could see him arguing with the dark haired boy. "Percy." Luke said softly and Kiya felt something in the pit of her stomach, a pull as she watched them argue. She watched as the memory Luke summoned a monster, looked like a small scorpion.
"Don't talk about Thalia!" Lukes shouting drew her attention back to the two boys versus the monster that had appeared. Kiya found herself instinctively reaching for her weapon but Lukes hand gripped her wrist stopping her. "Its a memory, it won't do anything to you." He muttered. Kiya pulled her hand back as she missed the rest of the argument and watched as the past Luke vanished and Percy fought the scorpion and fell, trying to heal at the water only for nymphs to drag him away.
"I stole from the gods, I tried to use their weapons to start a war I knew nothing about." Luke admitted. He looked at his hands as they shook with nervousness. He waved his hand as they materialized by the past Luke who was staring at the sign for Camp, his beaded necklace gone from his neck, casted aside in the dirt. "I've been here since I was a kid, I did everything they ever asked, yeah I did and for what?" Lukes eyes flashed with anger and Kiya could see Ty for a moment, Luke and Ty held the same resentment for the gods. Luke slashed at the sign with anger only managing to add a new nick in the stone archway. "I'll do anything to make sure the Gods fall." He promised as the memory faded Kiya turned to face Luke, as his eyes studied her for a moment. "Your quest…." He started to say but Kiya raised a hand stopping him from speaking.
"I'm not taking some stupid quest." She said and Luke gave a small smile. "You must." He said his voice wavering. "Your parent…" Kiya stiffened as he said that before he flashed. "Wait I don't want to wake up!" She said trying to grab luke but he became intangible. "I can't tell you." He said looking at Kiya pain and sadness in his eyes. "But promise me. You'll take the quest, don't be like me, or the other demi-gods that have turned. You can make a difference for the forsaken half-bloods. The ones that go unclaimed because of their parents." Luke flickered again and Kiya watched as the dream started to falter. She heard a voice and turned around to see a small light, she took a step forward towards it but felt herself falling as if whatever floor was below her vanished, she jolted awake almost hitting her head on the underside of the bunk.
"Luke!" She cried out, rubbing sleep from her eyes and looking around. The cabin was empty, and she couldn't hear the screams of kids running around training, playing, messing with the pegasi, it was far too quiet. Kiya jumped to her feet racing out of the cabin as she looked around to see the camp in ruins, cabins torn down till nothing remained, campers bodies lying bloodied on the fields. "Kiya." A deep gravelly voice spoke and she turned around only to have a moment to raise her arms before a sword was brought down towards her.