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Chapter 5:
I panicked a little. I didn't realize someone, besides me, was in there. It didn't help that it was a voice I didn't recognize.
"Who are you?" I asked in surprise. The person didn't feel impressed. "I am Lord Zeus! King of the gods." Zeus bellowed. "Um... Lord Zeus... what are you doing here?" I ask worriedly. "I am here to tell you that you will not be going to Camp Half Blood. You are going to stay in Olympus where you will be watched... And you are allowed to spend time with your mother Athena." Zeus told me. I wasn't prepared for that. "Okay... Lord Zeus." I told him. Then I could no longer feel his presence.
I decided to get out of bed and get dressed in something. I felt around until I found a dresser. I pulled on the frozen top dresser handle and felt around for a bra and then when I finally found one found a shirt. I wish I knew what colors I just grabbed. Then I found jeans. Don't think for a second that it went smoothly; I accidentally put them on backwards, where I had to re position them back the right way. Why couldn't my life have been like anyone else's? Why couldn't I have been a clear sighted mortal that was blinded in a car accident? (Yes, I know how ridiculous that sounds...)
I found my way over to my bed once again and sat on it. I was not stupid enough to explore; especially not with what Zeus told me. I wasn't going to be out of anyone's sight.
I heard a knock on the door and the door opened. They probably realized that I couldn't actually see the door that I was supposed to be answering. I felt someone sit on the bed beside me and put their hand on my head.
"You've grown much since I last saw you." The person told me. The voice sounded kind of like my own so I figured out who it was. It was my mother, Athena. "I have?" I asked inquisitively. "I haven't seen you since you were born." She stated calmly. I thought about how strange it would be to see your daughter after 14 years. I was speechless. "It's nice that I'm able to see one of my daughters." She told me. "I wish I could see you mom." I told her. "I know you do, but there's nothing that can be done." She stated calmly. At least I knew she cared... somewhat.
"You will overcome this challenge given to you by the fates." She told me. With those words I felt more confident; after all if a goddess says I can overcome it then I could do just that... it just would take a while... A long while. After all I was her daughter, a child of the goddess of wisdom. That meant I was at least somewhat intelligent. I could never be as smart as her, but I'm pretty darn close. Sometimes I wondered how smart dad was. I know he had to be intelligent to even have her consider him... or at least I hope he was. I know that Athena's children come from her thoughts. It's really weird to think about at times.
"Mother I have a question." I told her. "Then ask." She told me. "Who was my father?" I asked her. "Your father was Michael Silver, a biologist. He died shortly after you were born. It's a shame that he didn't get to complete his work." She told me. "Thanks. I always wanted to know." I told her. The orphanage used to tell me that they didn't know every time I asked. That was why I never knew my last name. I thought about my name, Reagan Silver. It had a nice ring to it. Back when I was in school I was called Ms. Reagan. It always brought questions such as, "are you related Ronald Reagan?" It was irritating to always have to answer. "No." Or, "I don't know what my last name is." Is it a wonder why I ran away?
"Did they not tell you Reagan?" Athena asked me. "I didn't even know my last name. They said that I was found hear a forest fire." I told her. The conversation went on until she flashed away leaving me alone. I accidentally fell asleep after that. Thankfully it was dreamless. I don't think I could've quite survived another demigod dream. I, like any other sane demigod, don't particularly enjoy them. They're just unnerving.
"Wake up Reagan." Apollo told me softly. I was just so tired that I wanted to stay asleep. I opened my eyes but still couldn't see anything. I needed to give up hope that that my eyesight would come back.
"Why?" I asked miserably. Why wouldn't he allow me sleep? "You've been unconscious for over a day." He told me. I was pulled upright again. I was a little off balance and dizzy. "You need to eat something Reagan." Apollo told me. Only an idiot wouldn't realize that. I guess that I should wait for the doctor though to say them. That way they are doing they're doing their job. But in this case it's a god and I should respect his wishes. Though I've never been the most obedient person...