Val's POV

Everything was white. Just bright white light. Nothing that would blind me, but enough to make you a bit uncomfortable. No other colors seemed to exist in the existential world that I had going on in my head. I seemed to just float around. Suddenly what seemed like memories began to play all around me. I would hear the combination of all their voices going on at once, see the quick flashes of colors in each one until they all morphed into one. All these different scenes combined into one making up one giant scene. It's kind of like when photos make other photos. It was blurry at first, but once it began to clear up I could see myself, or an older version of myself. I looked different. Not in the sense that I had grown, or my hair had changed colors, or anything physical. It was emotional. The aura I had about me it is sad. No. Desperate. I turned around so that I was now facing my dream self. In my eyes I could feel the agony portrayed in them. Why did I feel that way? What was happening? When was this happening? Would it happen? The mirage zoomed out and I could see around me. I was surrounded by monsters and demigods, and other things much like myself where we were a mixture of god and titan and human. How I knew about those? I could feel them. Their power, their strength, and their agony. Why were we all hurting? This dream was becoming too much for me. I feel sick now terribly so. Tears wanting to fall but none coming because this isn't real life. It hurt so much. I couldn't look away from it, and it consumed me. The white light faded to black and I was left with this agony filling me. The scene disappeared, and I was finally turned into some sort of metaphysical being. I curled into a ball on what I could only describe as a floor. It was eating at me. Those eyes would never escape my memory they were forever ingrained into my retinas whether this be a dream or not. Suddenly a little bit of that white light came back. I whimpered scared of what other travesties this retched thing may bring my way, but in this white light there was a shadow who took on a humanoid shape. It only made me curl into myself more. I shut my eyes to block whatever images it wanted to show me now. That's when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and pull me close.

"Shh Val it's alright. I'm here." I didn't realize I had been crying, but I felt it now that the tears seemed to soak who's ever shirt this was. The voice sounded familiar enough in my haze so I gripped his shirt and cried harder.

"Shh Val. Don't worry I'm here now. I'm not going to let you hurt anymore." I whimpered. Such promises. How could he keep them? Him. Him. HIM! I choked on another sob and looked up.

"B-b-Barron?" I shakily asked. What met my eyes was much better then the horror I saw earlier. There he was. In all of his glory holding me. Barron.

"Yeah Val it's me." He smiled down at me with kind golden eyes.

"Oh Barron!" I hugged him tight. I know he said I would find a way to talk to him, but I didn't know how. Was this it? I pulled back away from him.

"Ar-are you real?" I asked still unsure of everything.

"I'm as real as there are gods." He smiled again at me. I missed that smile so much. I hugged him again so happy.

"I'm so glad you're here." He stroked my hair as he held me close.

"I know I'm glad I'm here too."

"But how?"

"Funny thing. The gods think they are the only ones who can come into dreams without the help of Morpheus. I say you just need the know how."

"Why are you here though if you don't mind me asking not that I'm not happy about it or anything?"

"I'm here because you were thinking about me a lot before you fell asleep." I looked at him confused.

"So you just felt it?" I asked.

"Well, you know how you were feeling all those emotions before in that dream?" I cringed at the thought.

"Yes."

"Well it's true. We can sort of sense each other. It's like how a satyr can smell monsters and other mythological people. When one of us is feeling a really powerful emotion those close by can feel them too or if they are directed at a certain person. Same thing if you are in close proximity to one of us you would just know."

"I guess that makes sense, but aren't we different?" He was half titan and quarter god. I was half god quarter titan. Wasn't there a difference.

"Well aren't we all? Just think of it this way. In some sick messed up way we are all related too. So those of us who are really powerful like you and I can sense each other. I'm sure if you stuck two big three kids who didn't know that the other one was one too they would sense it too."

"I guess that makes sense. Can, can you explain my dream earlier?" I was nervous and he seemed to know everything. He sighed sadly.

"I wish I could. I know that it could be a possible future for you. I don't know exactly how it turns out, but there are all different time lines, different outcomes, and your decision makes for some pretty interesting outcomes. You could make our break this world no matter what side your on. I promise you though if you joined me I would make sure you wouldn't have to worry about anything. You would be completely taken care of and no god would bother you that is unwelcomed. I can't promise that it won't turn out the way it did in the dream, but neither can the gods. In the end it's the little things that lead up to that, that will be a factoring point. I may be the time lord's son, but that doesn't mean I can see that far in to the future. Especially if things are unpredicted and people make rash decisions."

"You can see into the future?"

"Somewhat. I like to call it seeing possibilities. I see more then one future in a single moment. I don't see what make those futures or which one will come true I can just 'predict' them. They are much like demi-god dreams except I can control when I get them. I've trained quite a bit."

"Oh."

"I'm so sorry Val." I looked up at him.

"Why?" He reached down to caress my face. Not in any romantic way, but as a sign of affection.

"I was hoping not to have you get involved especially if it could be evaded. You were more of a last chance rescue." I held his hand on my cheek.

"I wish I could say this wasn't happening at all, but it is, and I hate it. I don't know where my father is, I'm making friends at camp half blood who might hate me, I don't know which side to choose either way I go up against those I care about, I might have to fight against you, I don't know how my friends from school are feeling. Do they miss me? Do they even know I'm missing? Did the mist cover that up? I'm scared too. I don't want to be apart of any of this." He hugged me close again.

"I know, I know. Shhh." He stroked my hair again.

"If this helps your father is fine he knows where you are your mother told him. He's not so happy with a certain son of Hades though. Your friends do miss you, and I know they'll welcome you back whenever you do return with open arms."

"How do you know?"

"Well let's just say you aren't the only one with a secret in our little group." I gaped at him.

"You mean? Then why was Kaylee so happy when I met Nico?" He frowned at this.

"Well she just recently discovered a certain secret."

"I-I-I don't, I can't, what do I say to that?"

"You don't have to say anything if you don't want to."

"So they know about me?"

"Yeah,"

"How are they doing?"

"They are fine, great actually, but they do miss you." I started crying again.

"IT'S NOT FAIR!" I screamed into his chest.

"NONE OF THIS. YOU, MOM, DAD, ALASKA, KAYLEE, PERCY, NICO. NONE OF YOU. Why?" My voice cracked at the last part.

"I'm so sorry." We stayed quiet for a while after that. The only sound was of me crying into his chest and Barron whispering reassuring things into my ear.

"I have to go now." I looked up at him.

"Why?" I cried out as he got up and began to walk away.

"I wish I could stay longer, but you have to wake eventually."

"Don't go." I pleaded.

"I have to. You'll be fine I know you will. I'll be here, in your dreams if you need me. Just think really hard alright?" I nodded afraid of how my voice might sound.

"Alright then. Until I see you again Valerian." Then he disappeared. I was left alone to wallow in left over emotions. I think I've just had my first breakdown and I wasn't even awake. Slowly I began to drift again. Fading out as well as everything did in this place. The white light disappearing, but not quite letting the darkness consume. Slowly. Drifting.

I woke up to the sound of the horn. My eyes snapping open. Once awake I realized I could remember my dream, and I cried and cried. So much began to make sense while more began to fall apart at my finger tips. As soon as I think I have a handle on things someone makes it even more slippery. Time apparently passed faster then I thought and the end of breakfast horn went off. I quickly gathered myself and got ready for the day. It is Monday today. The first day where I go through my 'schedule'. Today should be loads of fun.