Sorry the previous chapters were short, I wasn't in the mood to write. T^T Anyways, there will be something pertaining to the chapter at the next A/N, so keep that in mind. Oh, before I get the story started, I want to say thank you again. The story has over 591 views total (:O) which is amazing. Just this last Sunday, the story got 113 views. A few months ago when I first started thinking about making an account, I would've never believed I would make it this far.

And I did because of you guys. So, because you did help me, ENJOY! :3 Oh, I apologize for not updating. I'm working on a chapter for my newest story, That Night, because I came to a decision after a fan said they'd like it to be more than a one-shot, so I am. I'm also co-writing a fic with Marooo (you should check her out ;D) called Thalico. :3

Disclaimer: I've never been to Boston, just saying..I don't own HoO or PJO, Rick Riordan does...oh, I don't own the Ring of Gyges, er...Greek Mythology does? Oh, I don't own Lulu either, CouplesAroundMeButMe does..


VII
Jane
At this point, I really didn't try to control my dreams.

I wasn't even sure on how long I'd been in my comatose state, all I knew was that I couldn't wake up from it. For all I know, I could've been like this for a year or for a DAY.

It would be impossible to tell until I woke up. If I'll wake up.

Dreams went by like cars on a highway. I didn't try to remember them after a while, and my thoughts drifted to Sydney, Percy, Annabeth, and camp. I wondered how they were doing. I thought about it for a long time, and I couldn't think of a logical answer.

Eventually, I felt lonely. Lost. Alone. My dreams got more and more vivid as I slept longer. I just wanted to wake up, to be free from myself.

But I gave up on that happening.

Well, until I met the god.


I knew this dream would be different from the others as soon as it started.

I was in a mattress warehouse, an odd setting for a dream. I tried to find a sign to see which one I was at before I remembered that I have dyslexia, and, considering the dreams had begun to get more vivid, I knew my mind wouldn't let me read it.

I walked around, looking at the plush and firm mattresses, looking for a clue on why I was here.

Nothing. It was just me aimlessly wandering through a mattress warehouse. I sighed, closed my eyes, and began to get lost in thought again (which is peculiar, considering I was already in my thoughts) until I heard someone speak.

I opened my eyes, and sitting on a lone mattress was a man.

He was relaxing casually on it, surrounded by potted poppies and other plants. When I looked at him face on, I knew he wasn't a man. He had skin the color of teakwood, black hair, and golden eyes. He probably had at least ten pillows behind him, and a fuzzy sheet of the mattress that shouldn't be used yet. His most odd feature, though- was wings sprouting from his temples.

I was confused.

He spoke up. "I am Hypnos, god of sleep."

"Lord-"

I stopped suddenly. Sleep? My coma?

"You," I hissed, hostile.

He frowned. "You figured it out rather fast-" He yawned. "-mortal."

"Why'd you do this to me?!"

"I need-" He yawned again. "Your help."

Great, I thought. I'm guessing it's not going to pleasant, his request.

Contrary to what I wanted to say, I muttered, "With what?"

"My twin brother, Thanatos god of peaceful death."

I frowned. "He doesn't sound evil. And I can't really help with fam-"

"He isn't evil," He interrupted, then yawned once more. The guy apparently just needed a nap. "Well, not usually. For some unknown reason..he's, er, stolen something."

Oh no.

"What did the god of PEACEFUL death steal?"

"A ring."

I almost face-palmed until I remembered this was a Greek ring. ANYTHING could happen.

"It's called the Ring of Gyges, and it makes the wearer invisible," he yawned once more. "And with my brother's power...well, he could kill anyone he wants without them ever seeing him."

"So...you want a UNCLAIMED demigod teenager to get it back."

He simply said, "Yes."

I frowned, but couldn't think of anything to say.

"I want you and your friends Jane. You are denying your heritage. I brought you here-in your coma-under Zeus' orders. He wants to see your full potential, and who your godly parent is. I'm sure once you wake up, you'll realize all of that."

He yawned, and I proceeded to run my finger on the edge of a new mattress. Eventually, I spoke up. "And when will that be?"

He cocked his head slightly to the left, looking at me.

"As soon as we have finished. I only have one more matter to discuss."

"That matter is?"

"My brother's loyalty lies in shadows right now. Be wary of what you do, Jane Bishop. I do not believe my brother is the true threat here. Now, be what you surnames suggests"-he yawned again-"and become the bishop of the task presented. In order to do that, you'll have to wake up."

He waved his hand, and my dreams began to fade. As it did, I watched the god of sleep close his eyes, then everything faded.


I opened my eyes. Everything was blurry, as if I was underwater, and my head was pounding.

But I was awake.

Beside of my bed, I saw someone in a wheelchair. I wasn't sure who it was, my vision hadn't returned to normal yet, but he or she wasn't looking at me. They were turned talking to a group of kids, teens, or adults (I wasn't sure) in orange shirts.

I could barely hear what they were saying.

"...girl...wake..."

"..unsure..."

"...we...give.."

I adjusted myself, hoping the movement would grasp their attention.

It worked.

I faintly saw one of the people in the orange shirts move over to me, and the person in the wheelchair hand him or her something that looked like a sugar cube.

As soon as the substance touched my tongue, my vision and hearing returned to normal. My head didn't hurt, and I felt ten times better than I had when I woke.

"What..?"

"Was that?" The kid who fed it to me said, looking down at me. "Ambrosia, food of the gods. I'm Will, one of the lead people who tried to wake you up. It's been a month, Jane."

Hearing that, I couldn't swallow. My mouth felt like cotton. A month? I failed to care about how he knew my name at the time, I just was thinking about sleeping for a month. What would-

Sydney.

What did Sydney do?

"Sydney.."

"She's fine. Great, actually," Will remarked. I hadn't realized I said her name aloud. "We'll take you to her soon. For now, we'll let you watch the orientation video, give you some time to talk to Chiron, and let you get cleaned up."

I furrowed my eyebrows. I didn't know what to think, but as soon as I felt like standing, Will and Chiron led me into an office to watch the video, the others leaving.

It explained about Camp Half-Blood. It then proceeded to give a digital tour of the camp, showing where cabins, arenas, and other things were. It told me about everything I'd need to know as a demigod. Once it was over, Chiron sent a demigod to get me some clothes.

He came back with black high top sneakers, a pair a jeans, and an orange shirt that said "Camp Half-Blood". I took the clothes, and was about to stand up, before Chiron politely asked me to sit down again.

"Jane, before you get ready, may we talk? Will, you are dismissed."

Will left, leaving Chiron and I alone. I felt rather uncomfortable, and he noticed that.

"You may get ready. Although, I will need you to meet me on the porch. We have much to discuss."


Another short chapter. Sorry guys, I'm getting lazy...don't worry, I will finish the story. :D I hope you ENJOYED! -TheSeaGirl1234 who is wondering why she puts 'enjoy' in caps..