Hey there! I'm sorry I haven't updated in…a while….I just didn't know whether I should continue or not. I love my plot, just hate how I wrote. So there might be some changes in the way I write, or not :P So to my new fans: Thank you for favoriting and reviewing! I appreciate it so much! To my OLDD ONESS: I FREAKIN LOVE YOU IF YOU ARE STILL WILLING TO READ THIS XD Now then I won't keep you waiting any longer. Αποκάλυψη=Revelation.
P.S~~ The last chapter left off after Percy and Katniss had the dream with Kyron and Melinoe in the underworld. And then they woke up :O and then Percy was talking to Grover and was all like I'LL GO TO DINNER SOON…"G-MAN".
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Αποκάλυψη
~Katniss's POV~
I sit by the dark ocean, absorbing its emotions. I also sense the warmth of the bonfire on the Pavilion. I don't belong here, I never had. This isn't my world. I was just thrown into another game, being placed on a tile expected to move.
"Feeling lonely?" I turned my head in surprise, finding Kyron standing by me. I smirked back.
"What do you want?" He seemed taken aback by my expression.
"Hey! I'm giving you some of my precious time! Enjoy every minute of it! I could be off flirting with Stephanie but nooooo, I'm here with you."
"Nice to know I'm loved."
The only thing around was now silence. I'm still bothered by Kyron and Melinoe kissing in my vision or in the cave. Not that I'm jealous or anything but it's all just too weird. My questions always seem unanswered.
"Do you love her?" Kyron looks at me, wondering why would I ask him about love and a her.
". . . Stephanie? Well . . . no, not yet at least. But I have to admit she ta—"
"Not Stephanie! Melinoe!"
His eyes seemed to glow in awe. Flashes of light and memories seen in his eyes.
"Just tell me what happened between you two. I've seen stuff . . . in a vision . . . it was like three or four years ago. You two were training in the Underworld and she . . . she kissed you . . . Why?"
He remained silent. Looking up in the stars, his eyes shimmering.
"I used to love her. Then she . . . betrayed me in a way. She—she killed my father. She wanted me to join Kronos' side. My mother is Hecate—I'm pretty sure you know that already. She killed my dad for revenge and had something going on with Erebus afterwards. I don't want to talk about this . . . I want to forget I ever loved, but I can't. Not with Melinoe rubbing Erebus in my face or Stephanie being the cute little thing she is." His face had a mix of assorted emotions. It was amusing. It seemed just so easy to just get lost in those mysterious eyes of his and be absorbed into his radiance.
"You're staring again." He smirked, amusingly as he said it. I give him that "oh, please" look.
"I'm so sorry. Forgive me your highness." He grinned.
"Katniss, do me a huge favor and don't tell anyone what I just told you. If someone asks, tell them I'm Hecate's son and since Hecate and Persephone are just great friends, I hung around the Underworld too much and pretty much met Melinoe and Erebus there, which I did. But still."
"I get you. Don't worry 'bout it."
They say acceptance is the key to a great relationship.
~Percy's POV~
"So where is Katniss? Dinner has been over for more than twenty minutes ago! She needs to be here!" Thalia complained, "All the counselors are here, but no Katniss!"
"Or Kyron." Stephanie pointed out.
I didn't see Katniss during dinner. What if she went back into the future? Not good. I turn to look at the sea and I see two silhouettes coming up to the Pavilion. If I'm not mistaken, they're Katniss and Kyron.
"Sorry we're late." Katniss apologized. Thalia rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Anyway now that you're here, let's begin." Nico stated from the end of the long table. "You can sit, you know." Referring to Katniss and Kyron.
Katniss and I explained the details of our adventure since the beginning, taking turns. She spoke with such confidence that everyone looked at her like if she were Artemis herself.
"Any questions or comments?" Katniss asked with her eyes beaming. A counselor from Apollo raised his hand.
"Are you single?" Thalia glared at him as if trying to mentally melt him for asking such a question right now. After that deadly glare, nobody spoke. Then Mr. Hecate's son raised his hand, I prepared myself for the worst. I still can't believe he kissed a goddess! Which is kinda funny since I almost kissed one myself . . . Oh, Calypso . . .
"So . . . Can you describe me Oran's power again?" Katniss turned at me, expecting me to answer since I kind of felt his power in me. Not the nicest thing when someone decides to poison you internally. You readers should write that down in a "Note to Self" thing.
"Ok, so it was like a glow of green energy. Very strong, poisonous, and hurts like hell. Similar to your power, Kyron." Kyron seems half satisfied with my answer.
"Color?"
Katniss took over. "Neon green and then red at one point. The green poisoned, the red melted." Kyron stood there, thinking emotionlessly.
"The element is represented by our mood, as Hecate's kids. Color goes with the element. I'm amazingly skilled with the 'Confusion' aura, which is purple, one of the rarest ones. There are seven colors in total."
"Which ones are not rare?" An Ares counselor asked.
"Yellow, blue, black, and red are the common ones. White, purple and green are the exact opposite, but then again Hecate doesn't have many kids. She's not whore."
After some silence Thalia dismissed us. Everyone went to their cabin, except me and Katniss. We were left in the dark.
"Let's go to Artemis's cabin. I'm sure she doesn't mind you staying there." She nodded and looked at me with a blank expression.
I looked at the decorated cabin when we walked in, I don't think I've ever been in here. The ceiling has stars; it looks exactly like the night sky, only more natural and beautiful. The walls are a calm white with silver stars gleaming on the sides. There is some bear hide on the floor used as a carpet. There is only one bed though and it's extremely luxurious, queen sized.
There was just awkward silence between me and Katniss.
"Kyron and Melinoe have a dark past. What we saw in our vision is the past. Kyron hates Melinoe. Don't ask him about it though." I blink in surprise and look at Katniss' way. She seems lost in the décor of the room as she said those words.
"We need to speak to Morpheus soon. Until then . . . Sleep, Katniss. Hopefully you'll still be here tomorrow." She turns to me and softly smiles. She came up to me and looked me straight in the eye, our faces inches apart.
"'Till the end I'll dream of this life. 'Till the end I'll be thinking of this. I'll never forget you or anybody else. This is part of my life now. One way or another, this is me now. I don't care if we somehow still see each other and it hurts humanity and all this makes no sense. I don't care. You and everybody else have changed my life. I know who I am—or at least I'm closer to it. So this is me apologizing for the way I treated you when we met. For being overdramatic at times. And this is me thanking you for everything, so thanks. I owe you so much, Percy." I stood there in shock, I'd never before seen her so . . . sincere, so innocent, so radiant. Her stormy eyes were calm, as if the storm in her eyes had ceased and she was granted peace in her being at last.
"I don't have a fancy speech for you like the one you just gave me but I do want to say that, you also changed me. I feel attached to you . . . in a way I can't explain. You and I, Katniss. You and I will save this world. Together. Two heads—"
"Are better than one." We both said in unison.
She smiled. She smiled the way she did before she faded at Stephanie's party. Innocently, like a little girl. That was the smile I was half drooling at, but for some reason the feelings I had back then—the lust—it's gone. My feelings for her now, are of admirance. She is just so amazing I can't even explain it. I headed for the door and opened it. I turned and said goodnight, and saw that her storm was still at ease. She nodded back.
The door closed. All was quiet and at ease just like that moment. No matter what, now is what matters more than the past or future. Now determines future and changes outlook of the past. Now is now.
~Katniss' POV~
The sun from the window was in my face. I was still in what it seemed as the present. I stretched and went to go take a shower. There were some clean clothes in a drawer that had a little note from Artemis, basically telling me the clothes were clean and that I should wear them. It was a somewhat girly outfit. It was a small silky silver skirt with a white blouse, plus underwear, of course. It came with a jet black head band that I put on to keep the hair out of my face. I put on some random flip flops I found in the closet. I looked all girly and gross but at the same time clean.
I stepped out to breathe fresh air. It seemed all too early and only a few quantity of campers were awake, one being Rachel. She was talking to a man that had hundreds of eyes. I started walking toward her.
"Yes, Argus. School starts at 8:45. We still have time but it takes some time to get there still. So please hurry and get the car ready." Rachael demanded, and then she turned to me as Argus left. "Top of the morning to yah', Katniss! I'm leaving to school since my dad doesn't know about this."
"So you're leaving?" I felt my voice drop. I needed her near, I honestly did.
"Yeah, we'll probably see each other again, though. I don't know when, but we will. Look," she took out some pencil and paper from her bag and started jotting something down. "Here, this is my address if you ever need anything. Anything at all, seriously. If it's an emergency, feel free to climb through my balcony even. And here's my number also." I took the paper in shock. No one has ever been this nice to me. I'm flattered.
I hugged Rachael. "Thank you so much. You have no idea how grateful I am." We separated and she ran for the Big House to catch her ride.
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"Just jump, Katniss!"
"Yeah, we don't have all day!"
"Amiga! Feel no fear! Stephi is here!"
Percy, Kyron, and Stephanie were trying to convince me to drop down from a—what looked like—400ft drop from a cliff into the hole. We are on the search to find Morpheus, but since he's in the underworld, I'm forced to drop down into a ditch and I'm no fan of heights, and I had a skirt—shorts included. Besides, it's not fair. They got down using their magical abilities while I've got none. Unless they want me to shoot my magical arrows at them.
"Kyron! Just teleport me! I'm not jumping! That's suicide! And NO! You will not catch me! Just teleport me! We're wasting time!"
"Fine, fine, fine!" Kyron gave up. I saw a quick blurry flash, and poof! I'm now in a dark hole. "Okay, now let's move out. To the Underworld!" Kyron continued.
We went through and fro from tunnel to tunnel, Kyron lighting the way with his purple magic. His power fascinates me so much. The aura just lures me in and the energy is so strong. Just looking at it makes me feel assorted emotions I can't explain.
"Are we there yet?" Stephanie began to complain, and I snapped out of my hypnosis.
"Yeah, just like twenty more minutes. Chill." Kyron began saying, his magic was creating static as he spoke. He amazed me so much, not in a romantic way or anything, but in an older brother way.
After the twenty minutes we found ourselves walking through a grove, mist everywhere, peculiar glow in the dark mushrooms. This seemed like a place the god of dreams would dwell in. Then I heard a voice in my head that's not my own, but like someone or something talking into my head.
"Come closer, near the flowers . . . leave Hecate's and Apollo's child behind . . . and come . . ."
I glanced at Percy and he seemed to have gotten the same memo. "Stephi, Kyron, stay here. Morpheus called us forth. Stay on guard." Percy called.
We walked to the flowers and though we couldn't see him, he spoke to us in our heads. It's kind of strange. He's invading my last resort of privacy.
"I recon you have many questions. Not all shall be answered here, but the main ones will. I will answer two questions each. That's all I'll do, for I am on Kronos' side. The only reason I do this for you is for my advantage. In turn of the questions, I need a favor, which I will reveal at the end of our meeting here. Understood?"
I looked over at Percy. He had a "I have a bad feeling about this" look.
"You wanna do this?" Percy looked to the side.
"Yes, I do. But can I ask a personal question?" His innocent eyes called to me. I nodded in response. He sighed.
"Where's Annabeth?" He called forth into the empty darkness, the mushrooms glowing in a synchronized matter in response. The world started to swift, all I could see was white blanks. I looked for Percy and he seemed miles away from me. Finally an image was shown.
A blond girl laid unconscious, chained to a rock. I could somehow feel her slow abnormal heartbeat. She looks as if to die any minute. I just can't believe that maybe this is the girl Percy loves. She seems too weak for him, too breakable. I see Percy starts walking toward her and I can't seem to move—at all. I'm just here, shocked, being useless since I'm sure we'll have no effect on her in this ghostly form.
Something is strange and eerie about this place. I know exactly where we are but at the same time I don't. But I've been here countless times, somehow—
~Percy's POV~
Annabeth is on the floor. I've never seen her so lifeless. It just breaks me in so many ways. It reminds of the last time she got kidnapped. She looked lifeless, but not this lifeless. Her skin is paler. Her breathing is irregularly slow. She looks starved. And fragile, something I thought she couldn't be. She is just so unbreakable, and to see her like this is too much. I find myself walking slowly toward her, forgetting Katniss is a few feet away. I try to pick her up, but my hands just go through her. She can't feel me and I can't directly feel her. Her presence is so cold, so frozen. I feel a hand on my shoulder and it's Katniss, she's scanning the area, but I feel her warmth, her fire, her calculating eyes in a storm again. I get up and take a last look at Annabeth. I feel so empty just seeing her and not being able to do anything at all.
Katniss lets go of my shoulder. "Morpheus, where is Peeta?" The white then starts to engulf us once more, the mist blocking my view. All I see is a dungeon now. A very weird one, the walls are bright fiery colors.
"Did he survive the fire mutations?" An officer called from a distance.
"Yes, just barely. Make sure to prepare him for the electric experiment tomorrow. Snow wants to record a video for District 13." A female voice answered, also another officer.
"The one with Peeta declaring his surrender?"
"Yes. That one exactly. Also the troops are going to set out with the kidnapping plan."
"Operation 201 or 205?"
"The one where they are going to kidnap Prim Everdeen and Annie Cresta. Did you know they also plan on taking Sora Yoshiko? If they achieve that, damn are they going to suffer! Without that guy plotting the whole war in the shadows—Plutarch and Haymitch are worthless . . . And did you . . ." The voices started fading after that and nothing could be heard. I look over at Katniss and she's pale. Not dead pale like Annabeth but like ghostly scared pale. She was breathing hard.
"They are taking Prim. . . ? Annie also. . . and Sora. . . ? I—I don't understand. How did they find out where we were? And who Sora was?" She began with her hand trembling, but she still stood tall and confident.
That's also something I don't get. How do they know Sora? And how is Sora, like Japanese, if they . . . wait . . . wait a minute . . .
"Kat, how far is Panem? Like how much of the world is known in your time?"
"Only North America. Why?"
"I think Sora is from Japan, a nation in Asia, in the Eastern Hemisphere…."
"That's impossible nobody lives over there. The world was destroyed and we are the only survivors! How could—" She said with a shocked expression bluntly saying I'm insane.
"District 13 was also extinct, right? But then that got proved wrong." She remained silent.
"That doesn't make any sense . . ."
"Nothing does. You said so yourself last night." I regretted bringing that up now. That was a lump in her pride when she said all that stuff.
"Next question, children?" Morpheus asked. I glanced at Katniss and she shrugged, so I guess I'm asking now.
"What's going on? Why did all this happen? Why is Katniss here instead of the future?"
"That's too general. Perhaps Katniss could be a little more specific in your question, and she's seen something you haven't . . ." I look over to her. She's thinking and she finally speaks.
"How come Aminta is referred as Kronos' sixth child when Zeus was the sixth? What happened that day when she was born?" I glance at her like she's crazy. Who's Aminta? Zeus is the sixth child of Kronos, not this Aminta. I hear Morpheus chuckling. It's very creepy. We are transported again and I can't help but feel bored. This white stuff is getting old.
I hear giggling. The same giggling in that alley vision where Katniss was dying after being bitten . . . Is Aminta—? No way.
~Katniss's POV~
I want to leave. This is getting to weird. Too much, too much. I have to go back to save Peeta! He's being tortured! He is captured, I have to warn everybody and save my sister, and Sora. Also, Sora can't be from the other side of the world! It's impossible to live anywhere else! Above all we are being taken into who knows where to witness a twist in Greek Mythology. That's when I hear it. That giggle that lured me and killed me.
I look for Percy, he's a few feet away but I know he heard it too. Our surroundings now reveal. We are in the palace, Kronos's palace. Then it's like an instant replay all over again. Rhea and Kronos arguing about the rock and sixth child, blah, blah, blah. Percy looks as if he discovered pounds of gold right before his eyes.
"I've seen this before . . ." I got near to Percy, to give him reassurance.
"And you didn't tell me? Katniss, this is gold! This is a long term secret that shouldn't be known! What we are seeing . . . the Olympians would die to see!" He proclaimed, whispering so he can also hear what's going on.
"Freeze her, husband. Do it." Small tears were slowly going down Rhea's delicate face.
He smiled as well.
"What is the girl's name?" He screeched.
"Aminta . . ." She said softly.
That's when I remembered what's going to happen next. "Percy, cover your ears." I did as soon as I said so to him and he did the same.
"Very well, freeze her! Until her body cannot take the ice!" He roared, but thank god, we were prepared. Aminta started rolling toward us when Rhea dropped her to cover her own ears. I turned away, knowing the awful images that were about to come. I shut my eyes, I didn't want to unplug my ears either, and I didn't want to hear Aminta or Rhea suffering again.
"Kronos! Why?" Rhea yelled. Kronos left without responding and this old paunchy lady came in. Her hair was a bright ashy gray.
"Mother . . . What is—?" Rhea began.
"Shush, Rhea. This is all for good cause, for now Zeus is the real sixth child, not Aminta, your seventh child. Zeus will destroy him and Kronos will have forgotten about her and so will you and I. Though I sense she will be back again, she's not dead. And she will be awoken one last time but that also is a blur to me now." Rhea nods and they walk off. The vision ends and we are back in the tavern with the glowing mushrooms. Percy and I are both panting. My question was still unanswered.
"Aminta is powerful. She is equal to Zeus in power. We are living in the time she has awakened. Kronos made this plan long ago. He knew he was going to lose the war and his realm to his children so this was his back-up plan. She was to awake during this time. Until then, Kronos, Rhea, and Gaea herself forgot about Aminta, their protector. She was to awake when you two met. 'Fire and water will meet and awake the protectress.' How, you ask? A mystery even to me. Now you have one last question. Perseus? Katniss?"
I glance at Percy. "You ask. You asked my question, anyway." He replied.
I thought for a while. This is my—our last chance for answers. I am speechless as the swift underground breezes hit me. The mushrooms are glowing in rhythm. The grove is full of delicious fruits, and the patch of flowers seems perfect to sleep on. This is the ideal place to sleep and forget everything through dreams . . .
"Katniss. . ." Percy began. His tone told me to ask the question already.
So much pressure. Anything can go wrong. Why bother asking now? When everything might as well just be lost or forsaken. . .
~Percy's POV~
"Katniss. . ." I began. I have a huge feeling that if we stick around any longer, something is going to happen. And no, my radar calculates it's a bad thing. Very bad.
She looks to the side staring endlessly into the darkness again—hollowness in her eyes.
"Is everything lost? Do we still even have a chance? Is it wiser to just die now. . .and not try?" She asks Morpheus. Hollowness is still seen in her eyes. I honestly didn't know she was that negative. I mean sure, from what she's told me about her life, I knew she was negative—but not this negative about these things.
"Wise question indeed. Stupid, but wise to ask. I can't really tell you the answer to that or show you the future in a dream. I can only tell you: Yes you still have a chance. A small one—but with hope—nothing is impossible, children. It is not wise to just die under any circumstance. Never. Even as a sacrifice. Mark my words, death is not an option for you two, ever! There is always another way out. I've seen stuff and I REALLY recommend you follow this specific advice. Now then, I finished answering your questions. Now for my favor: Kill Oran. He's a traitor; he's not here to save any of you. I saw it in a vision. 'Hecate's son will prevail and start the endless war.' Now go. You tell no one you were ever here. And tell your friends that are currently invading my grove, that those mushrooms cannot be taken to make 'mushroom stew with some glowing condiments my mom has' or to take biological samples of to prevent global warming from happening. They are just decorative items in my grove—like fireflies— nothing more. Do feel free to take some though; they make nice scenery in the darkness of night."
Katniss and I began walking back in silence. I don't know why he wants us to kill Oran though, according to Katniss, he's chill. We arrive back to where Kyron and Stephanie are and I can see why Morpheus got annoyed at them.
"No, NO! Stew!" Kyron pouted.
"Save the Earth! Think of the children dying!" Stephanie protested in response.
"From global warming? Yeah. . .right. They die from hunger!" I wanted to interrupt so badly but I didn't know how without ruining their. . .imagination spurts.
"This is serious, guys. Go nag about magical mushrooms back at the camp, not here. Morpheus got annoyed. So stop." Katniss argued as she set her eyes firmly on theirs simultaneously. They shut up immediately. Katniss began walking back the way we came from.
"He let you take some mushrooms though…just don't eat them." I said to them as I chased after Katniss. "Well that went well, don't you think?"
"No." Her response was firm, "The answers he gave us aren't the same cost as the life we now have to take. Whether Oran is evil or not will be put to my judgment, not Morpheus'. And if he is, I'll strike him down with my own hands for betraying us all." I looked at her. She still doesn't understand the powers of gods or what they are capable of achieving with a snap of a finger. Her stubbornness fails to not surprise me.
"Geez, wait a few seconds. There're only so many mushrooms we can carry." I heard Kyron saying from afar. I smiled. Seriously? This guy—
"Can you just teleport us back to the camp, Kyron? I don't think we can fall out of the hole we jumped in." Katniss replied, still in her little world. I can't believe just last night she was telling me all that deep, heart-to-heart, bump-in-her-pride stuff.
"But the mushrooms. . ." Kyron began.
"Oh gods, Kyron! Give me the mushrooms!" I cried. I swear, any longer more in this hell-hole and we'll go mad. Kyron eventually passed me the irregular glowing mushrooms and twirled his finger.
Knowing too much is a curse. Not knowing is irresistible to human curiosity.
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