The War Council consisted of Chiron and the leaders of each Cabin. Annabeth, Silena, Percy, Travis and Connor, Michael, Beckendorf, Clarisse, Katie, and Pollux were the ones of made up the Council and were the only ones allowed to not only have a say in the plans, but also see them. Even though the rest of us were going to risk our lives for the gods, we weren't allowed to even know what we were going to do. At lease, until this summer when we all started going through the motions.

But I was going to be seeing the plans. Chiron invited me to join him, Annabeth, Silena, Travis, Connor, Katie and Pollux go over the plans and see what they were. I could only fear what they were going to ask me to do.

Annabeth and I walked slowly to the Big House after dinner, the rest of the Campers in their respective cabins. The other leaders were already gathered in the Big House with Chiron and Dionysus, although I was told that Dionysus never even willingly participated, claiming that he didn't care if Kronos blasted all of the demigods away.

Travis and Connor were laughing hysterically when we entered the house. Katie was scowling, Pollux was chuckling as he sat near his father, and Silena acted as if whatever Travis and Connor did was the most amusing thing she'd ever seen. I didn't even want to know what this was about.

Annabeth and I took a seat on a long couch opposite of Silena. Chiron sat in his wheel-chaired form, papers laid out on a coffee table in front of him. Raising his hand, the room hushed, with the exception of occasional giggles from Travis and Connor. Everyone looked at him expectantly, minus Dionysus who cracked open a soda while reading a magazine.

"Given that the other members of the Council are not here until this summer, I do not think it would be too wise to make drastic changes to our war plans. However, I do think it's about time Violet is let in on our plans."

Everyone looked away from Chiron to look at me. Silena smiled kindly. Travis and Connor stopped chuckling and turned their attention to me, too. Chiron took a deep breath and smiled slightly.

"We want to give you one particular task turning the war against the Titans, Violet. When you and I were talking, I came to the conclusion that Kronos feels that you are a threat, as you're very powerful. No doubt, he will come after you to destroy you. Before that can happen, we need you to fight and overthrow your father."

I raised my eyebrows as everyone watched for my reaction. I immediately pictured myself engaged in battle, fighting my father. I recalled how easily he slaughtered my siblings, wondering if he could do the same just as easily to me. I know Chiron said that I was stronger than my father, but what about my brothers and sisters? Were they just as strong?

How was I even supposed to take down a god? Morpheus was only a minor god, but he was still very powerful. He could mimic anyone, effect peoples' thoughts (even if it was sub-conscious thoughts), make their biggest fears and insecurities become true, and more. He's spent an eternity with his powers; I've spent just about six months with mine, and I couldn't even control them half the time. How was I going to overthrow him?

They were all watching me cautiously, as if they were afraid I was about to bolt. Concern rimmed Annabeth's eyes. I took a deep breath, not realizing I had temporarily stopped breathing. Fear swept my mind. Very rarely was a demigod able to defeat a god. I know that Percy fought and took down Ares, but that was only because Ares didn't really think out his battle strategy. Could I defeat my father?

"I don't know if I could do it," I choked out.

Chiron shook his head while the others turned their gaze to him, silent and wondering. "It would be difficult, Violet, but you're the best for the job. Taking down anyone of power that we can will greatly help our odds. Morpheus is a very powerful god, Violet; he'll be invading our dreams and cause us doubt. If he can be stripped of power, things will be easier."

I looked down at my hands clasped together. We all sat in silence for a few minutes, with the exception of the sounds of Dionysus sucking threw a straw every once in a while. Finally, I looked away from my hands and looked back up to Chiron's face.

"I'll try my best, but I can't promise anything."

He smiled softly and nodded. The others seemed to breathe in relief, like Morpheus being overthrown was going to be make sure we won the war against the Titans or something. We all looked at one another for an awkward moment until Chiron clapped his hands.

"Now, time for Violet to see all of our plans."___

Half an hour later, I was down at the archery arena. I released my arrow and watched in glide right onto the bullseye 20 feet away. Never had I missed the bullseye, not even by a fraction of an inch; perhaps I was a child of Apollo in a past life. As I cocked another arrow, I sensed someone behind me.

"Good aim."

I turned around quickly and came face to face with Morpheus. He grinned and crossed his arms. Instinctively, I transformed my bracelet into my sword and had it at his throat before he could blink. Morpheus, however, simply laughed.

"I can't hurt you and you can't hurt me, stupid child."

I looked at the bigger picture and noticed that Morpheus seemed to be made of water. He was swaying slightly with the wind, his body like jello. I frowned, "You're a projection?"

His hearty laugh was loud and birds fled from the trees. "Of course. If you joined us, I could show you how to do it too. But alas, you've been given the job to overthrow me; you're not joining us anytime soon, are you?"

"How'd you know that?"

"I may not be able to read thoughts, Violet, but I'm pretty damn near to that."

Morpheus glanced down at my hands and frowned. "I see you didn't like your present."

I looked down at my hand, the one that temporarily wore the ring that my father gave me until Chiron took it away. "Well, we don't trust you. Why would you give me a ring that would only make me stronger?"

Morpheus rolled his eyes, "Because I want to show you how much you mean to me. I thought if I gave you some gifts, you'd help me out."

I snorted and turned away from him, walking towards the direction of the cabins. Morpheus only followed me and walked at my pace, "You can't just walk away from me girl. This can be settled without us even going to war. You don't have to fight for the gods."

I shook my head, knowing his nonsense. "But I do have to fight for the gods. The Titans will simply enslave innocent mortals; they did it once, they'll do it again."

I stopped in my tracks at Morpheus's next words, "Do you want to know what happened to your mother, Violet? Do you know who killed her?"

I kept my face away from him, seemingly ignoring him, but I could hear almost a smile in his voice. Percy always reassured me that most gods did love all of their children and willingly had them; they weren't just random acts of lust. Some gods even purposely sought out mortals to have demigods with. But Morpheus always seemed to have children to create some super-team or something.

"She was killed in a car accident when I was five," I choked out.

Morpheus barked out a laugh, "No. One of your precious gods killed my Rose. They hated your mother and slaughtered her when you were five years old. They would have killed you too, if I hadn't shown up and brought you to a hospital."

I turned around quickly to meet a smirking Morpheus. "That's a lie! They wouldn't have just killed a mortal; they wouldn't just kill a small child! Why should I trust you? You betrayed everyone and went to Kronos!"

His face turned deadly and he was suddenly inches from me, towering over me easily. "I loved your mother. Rose was one of the most beautiful people I'd seen in a long time and extremely generous; why would I lie about her death?"

I backed away a few inches, fury running threw my body, "Because you want me to feel bad for you, or have a vengeance against the gods. I will never serve Kronos, the Titans, or you. I know that your little prophecy doesn't say a child of yours will help you stop the gods; it says one of your children will overthrow you. You're trying so hard to get me to join you because you're afraid I'll be the one to stop you."

Suddenly, Morpheus' eyes were a burning red and the darkening sky was littered with puffs of dark, purple smoke radiating around Morpheus. A vision was playing in my head:

Morpheus was strolling through Olympus, minor gods and nymphs regarding him with a mixture between disgust and hate. A tiny girl with blonde hair was walking casually at his side; without thinking, I immediately knew this was an Oracle of Delphi.

"But what does it mean, Oracle?"

The girl frowned at Morpheus' question. "I don't know for sure. I only give the prophecies; the meaning is completely up to the Fates."

He shook his head, blonde hair falling in his face. "But what do you think it could mean?"

The Oracle stopped walking and faced Morpheus, who also stopped to stand in the middle of a gold-plated street. She grimaced, "I believe it means that a child of yours will be more powerful then you; they'll overthrow you and take your position in Olympus."

His eyes widened with alarm, "How will I stop them?"

The Oracle shrugged, "There's the option of not having them in the first place. However, the Fates obviously demand that they are born, or you wouldn't have a prophecy to begin with. Your second option would to just befriend them and have them join you; if they trust you, they won't overthrow you."

Morpheus nodded slowly, taking deep breaths. "How do I do that?"

"Do what a mortal parent would do. Be there when they need you, give them occasional gifts, and make sure they know that you care about them. But be aware, I see a child resisting you."

He frowned and looked over his shoulder at a couple of Nymphs and Satyrs watching the two of them curiously. Morpheus turned his attention back to the wide-eyed Oracle. "Do you have a vision of what the child looks like?"

The Oracle concentrated for a moment, eyes glassy and thoughts afar. "A girl clouds my vision. Very young, but very powerful. I can see the two of you standing in a strange city, fighting; demigods are battling all around you."

Morpheus' eyes widened. "Do you think that is the child of the prophecy?"

She shook her head, "I have no way of knowing. She's all I can see; for all I know, she may not even be your child, just a demigod fighting to live."

Suddenly, the vision stopped and Morpheus stood over me, angrier than ever. I backed away quickly. "If only the Oracle would have told me you were my child. I had a feeling that she knew, she was just trying to protect you. I should have killed you as a baby, or better yet, killed your mother when she was pregnant."

"I thought you loved my mother."

He shook his head, "I did. I wanted so desperately to keep her forever, but she didn't want that. Rose was afraid of me when I revealed to her I was a god. She knew something was off with you, but Rose loved you too much to give you up. She took off one day and kept moving, trying to evade me."

Tears were brimming my eyes. "You killed her. Why would you try and pretend that the gods killed her, like you said just a minute ago?"

Morpheus rolled his eyes, "I didn't think you'd see that vision. Besides, I had to kill her; she wouldn't just let me kill you! I found her after you got into a car accident. Rose said you were safe and that I wouldn't be able to just find you, so she was no use to me. Don't worry, though. When I kill you, you'll see her in Hades."

A shout in the distance caught my attention. Annabeth was yelling my name, adding something about Chiron wanting to see me. I looked briefly back at Morpheus who was fading away as we heard Annabeth stomping threw the trees.

"See you in battle, child."

Morpheus disappeared before Annabeth reached the clearing. She looked confused at my tears and red-brimmed eyes, but I couldn't very well tell her what happened. I needed to speak to Chiron, to the gods, to someone who personally knew Morpheus.

*Author's Note*

Sorry for the lame chapter. I hope it wasn't too rushed, especially with the "the gods killed her/oh, sorry, I lied; I killed her" thing. Did you understand? I hope so. Oh, and the next chapter will skip to June o we can get the good stuff rolling (because let's face it, Camp is boring without tons of Campers). Anyway, thanks for reading!

Reviews are appreciated!

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