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-SleepingNinja47


Thalia's P.O.V.

Well that was embarrassing.

Turns out the Oracle no longer is a n old mummy that lives in the attic. I realized that when I got into the attic and saw nothing but old quest prized, jars filled with things that I couldn't even identify. There was a little light seeping in through the window, leaving a shining square on the floor. Right next to the window was an empty stool that looks like it has been sat in for years by an unmoving mummy that might have wandered off once. It just gave off the creepy-Oracle-mummy vibe. But it was empty. As soon as my confusion began, it ended. Rachel is the new Oracle, I thought to myself. Wow, I'm really forgetfully sometimes... I mentally face palmed myself as I turned back to the stairs and continued to chastise myself until I got back to the meeting room, where there were currently cabin leaders talking about Percy's disappearance.

When they saw me come back in the room, everyone started giggling and chuckling. My face flushed with embarrassment, which I quickly covered up with anger. "What are you laughing at?" I demanded. Everyone got silent except for one person that said in a low, but obviously female voice, "You, obviously."

It was Clarrise.

"Are we going to have a problem?" I asked in a challenging voice.

"I don't know. That's all up to you, cupcake," she responded in a voice that was just as challenging.

"Name the time and the place, La Rue."

"Why don't you choose? It's only right for the loser to pick where they want to get beat at."

"That is enough!" Chiron yelled. Well, Chiron doesn't really yell, he just talks louder with a stricter voice. "There will be NO fighting between the two of you until Percy is back. Is that understood?"

"..."

"..."

"I said; IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?"

"...Yes, Chiron..." I mumbled quietly as Clarrise mumbled just as incoherently.

"I guess that's the best I'm going to get from either of you. Anyways, Thalia, Rachel is in her cave. Well, she wants me to stop calling it the cave because that sounds creepy. She asked me to start calling it something cooler, like 'The temple,' or 'The girl zone,' or 'The groovy pad with the purple curtains and lava lamps.' Then she walked away talking about pink fuzzy dice of death. I didn't really understand, but I try not to ask too many questions when it comes to Rachel. I suggest you do the same." Chiron said.

I nodded a thanks and turned towards the door, but not before starring daggers at La Rue. I let the door slam shut behind me, letting them know I was angry, because nobody messes with me. I was so focused on all the ways I would take her down as I walked across camp to Rachel's 'Groovy pad.' I was just thinking of strangling her in her sleep when I realized I was directly in front of her purple curtain entrance, which reminded me too much of Dionysus, which I kind of regret doing now that I'm out of the heat of the moment. I steeled my nerves and was just about to knock when a voice said' "Come in!"

Well, she can see the future, I thought to myself, even though it freaked me out a little. I brushed the curtains aside and stepped into the nice and cozy room. There was plush carpet over every square inch of the floor, lava lamps of every color and size and shape placed at random intervals along desktops, drawers, table, and every flat surface you could see. It seemed that even if it was the middle of the night you wouldn't be able to tell, because of how much light the colorful lamps provided. In the corner there were more curtains, except these are lime green, which I guessed leads back to a private area, probably a bedroom. I scanned the room and couldn't see Rachel anywhere. Suddenly, I heard a noise come from the private room with green curtains. I hesitantly walked towards it. When I was right in front of the curtains, I stopped and waited for her to say I could come in, or for her to come out. I didn't think I would have to knock, because I didn't have to last time. So I waited for a few minutes. Still nothing.

Then I realized, she can only see things when someone decides to do something. So I raised my hand to knock on the wall next to the curtains because that's the best kind of knock I could do, and sure enough, right when I was about to start knocking, her voice rang out again. "Come in," her soft voice said quietly. So quietly I almost didn't hear it. I brushed aside the curtains and walked in, with the curtains swishing back to normal behind me.

My initial thought was Ack, too much color! I was about to shield my eyes when I saw Rachel put up a new picture, but it was a lot darker than the rest, so I focused on the picture until my eyes adjusted to all the bright colors. As my eyes adjusted I could start to see better, which I wished I didn't see some of it. The dark picture that I was focusing on revealed thousands upon thousands of monsters all converging on ten figures with tattered clothing. I could tell that there were the seven of the great prophecy and a few extra people there. I couldn't make out who any of them were. While most were trying to hold back the monsters, a few of them had their backs to the army. They were focused very intently at something that I couldn't see. There was a storm brewing and the sky was dark with massive grey clouds, and there was a little bit of rain starting to fall.

As I continued to stare I realized something that gave me a shock. The picture was moving ever so slightly. I began to stare even more intensely, trying to decipher the picture and its meaning. Suddenly, the ground in the picture shook, which knocked a lot of monsters to the ground and two of the demigods fell to their knees and tried to stand back up. The fighting stopped as everyone turned to stare at the ground that a few of the demigod group were already looking at. The Earth erupted in the most powerful explosion I had ever seen, and it was just a picture. Everyone that wasn't knocked back by the original earthquake fell flat on their backs, except two figures. One of them being the woman that erupted from the ground, and the other being one from the demigod group.

I will wake. My children and I will destroy the Olympians and you puny demigods, and then we will rule the world. It will happen... ask your friend, she knows what will happen when I rise. Join me, Thalia Grace, and I will give you the power you desire. Join me, and I will let you rule by my side. I will even spare the one you love... In the picture, the Earth Goddess was looking directly at me. I knew in that moment that she was staring straight into my core. It made me feel naked and bare, and fear seeped deep into my bones.

"No, I will never join you! You will not wake, we will stop you, and we will kill all of your giant sons. You are just trying to mess with my mind! Plus, I'm a huntress, I don't love anyone except for my fellow sisters and my friends. And only in a sisterly way. So you're wrong Gaea." I said, trying to sound confident, but it came out pretty weak.

In time, daughter of Zeus. Everything will come together in time... She trailed off ominously. I was about to retort when Rachel cut me off.

"Thalia, stop looking at the picture! It's messing with your mind." She yelled at me, which effectively got me to look away. When I took my eyes off the painting I immediately felt better, and I sighed in relief.

"Thank you, Rachel. That was really starting to freak me out." I scanned her up and down, and saw that she was dressed in ripped and colorfully smudged jeans, with a 'Save the Whales' T-shirt that had paint along the bottom, as if she got some paint on her hands and decided to wipe them off on the edge of her shirt, which is probably what happened. Speaking of getting paint on her hands, she had almost every color of the rainbow from the tip of her fingers to halfway up her forearm. She smelled like fresh paint, but something else also. Something old. And powerful. She may not look like a very dangerous person, but I wouldn't start a fight with her, that's for sure.

"You're welcome. If you stared any longer you might have been vaporized," she said. I chuckled at that. Then I abruptly stopped when I realized she wasn't joking.

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Well, nobody is meant to know about events of the future. If you would have watched too much more of that, I'm sure you would have combusted or something. Even I am not allowed to see much of the future. Whenever I spout a prophecy, I black out, because if I know too much about the future I would burn up. I'm only given short glimpses that only last for a few seconds each, and they don't come as often as you would think."

"Oh, well I guess that's good to know. Don't look into the future for too long or I'll die. I'll pass it on. Anyways, speaking of prophecies, Percy has gone missing and I need to lead a quest to rescue him. And in order to go on a quest, I need a proph-" I stopped short. Rachel's eyes had clouded over and started to fill with a dusty green type color. Her eyes filled so much that the green, cloudy mist began to pour down her face like it was a waterfall and pooled on the floor. Her mouth opened, only for more mist to come out.

I was seriously started to freak out when Rachel's mouth and eyes stopped pouring out mist and she started talking. But with every word she said, it sounded as if a whole group of people were talking, each with a different voice. It was as if there were twenty people speaking through one mouth all at the same time. Suddenly I realized; it the voice of all the past Oracles of Delphi along with Rachel. Which made the whole thing somehow creepier than when I didn't know that. Probably because there were lots of dead people that were possessing Rachel's body and speaking with voices that haven't been heard in decades, or even centuries.

But it wasn't just the voices that scared me. It was also what they said.

To find the one that is lost,

Five must cross what they have never crossed.

A promise is broken,

The evil one will be woken.

Love overcomes the odds,

His power can rival the gods'.

Enemies must unite,

Son of fire ignites,

And daughter of wisdom falls to Night.

The green mist disappeared back into Rachel's open mouth in under a second, immediately brightening the room. Then Rachel's eyes rolled to the back of her head, her mouth snapped shut, and she fell to the floor like a sack of potatoes.


Sorry about the wait, but hopefully you like it. This chapter was actually done a while ago, but I don't normally get on the computer, I just use the FanFiction App. Unfortunately, I can't sign in and write my story from it, or else I would have had this up by now. My apologies. I love the reviews, they may not seem like they would mean much, but it's a major reason that I continue to write this. It inspires me, so thank you to all of you that review. :)

-SleepingNinja47