Plapper: Don't own PJ… uhm yeah. So now we're beginning to get close to the real deal. Tell me what you think will ya?

Everything changed after that day and yet it all stayed the same. Confusing? I agree. Well maybe I should refraise that… Everything stayed the same, everything but me. My whole world had changed. I knew that prophecy was about me, I could feel it in my bones, and with each dream I had of the Silver City my conviction and determination grew.

I needed to find that city.

"To unveil a world forlorn"

I slashed at the dummie in front of me, cutting its head clean off. I grinned. I was getting better at this. The twin blades no longer felt clumsy in my hands, and my reaction time had gotten better too. I attacked another dummie, when suddenly a real blad blocked my way. Percy.

He was standing inbetween me and the dummie, grinning at me. I smiled back, but not in a friendly way. The challenge was accepted.

I kept the blad of my right hand where it was, under Percy's blade, and spun around to strike at him with my left. He stepped back, pulling his sword with him to block my attack.

The fight went on for a while, and I was proud to say that I held my ground. I managed to block his attacks and get a couple of my own in, and all of that without getting a single scratch.

We traided feints, thrusts and parries at an impossible speed, and the world ceased to exist around me. My brain turned off, all that mattered was the target.

Percy stepped to the left and I feinted at his right side, only to thrust towards his left with the other blade. That was the advantage of having two blades; I could attack and defend myself at once.

His sword came at me again and I ducked, coming up from under him, bringing one of my blades up to his throat and the other against his still outstretched wrist.

He looked at me in surprise and I had to admit, I was surprised myself. I'd moved too fast for him to react, too fast for me to even realize what I was doing.

My blade was still at his throat, slighty denting his skin without drawing blood. He grinned.

"Good job Kyra. I did not expect that."

I grinned and stepped back, tapping my blades to my wrists where they turned back into bracelets. I felt euphoric. I'd won! I could barely believe it.

"Me neither", I finally said, still grinning.

I heard someone clap behind me and turned around to see Annabeth there. She was smiling at both of us. I felt the usual sense of discomfort that came over me whenever she was around. Now I knew that it had nothing to do with my crush for Percy, because that was pretty much gone, but it came from deep inside. And it wasn't just her. I didn't really like any of the Athena cabin.

She walked up to Percy and gave him a quick peck. "You need to watch out Seaweedbrain. She's starting become dangerous to you."

He grinned. "Nah I was going easy on her."

Pha. Whatever. I'd won that fight fare and square and he knew it, but I let him be macho in front of his girlfriend. Who was kissing him again. Great. Get a room guys!

I cleared my throat, but they didn't seem to care. "Uhm… I'm just gonna.. go find.. Nico." I said and stumbled off ignoring their chuckles.

I went to his cabin and knocked, but there was no answer. I frowned. Now I had to go look for him, but I still felt high from my victory and so I began my search. My first guess would've been Zeus' fist, but that was so far away, so I decided to try some other places at first. The stables, no show. The climbing wall? No show.. I shouldn't even have tried, Nico hated climbing. I doubted he'd be at Arts and Crafts and so I decided to head into the woods to Zeus' fist, when I suddenly had another idea. The Big House! Why not? It was worth a try after all.

I was about to knock on the door of the big house when I heard muffled voices from inside, angry muffled voices. I decided to snoop. I ducked under one of the windes and listened intently.

Nico and Chiron were talking, and not exactly quietly. I was about to leave again when I heard something that made me stay.

"Nico I want to talk to you about that prophecy."

Now he had my full attention. Every last ounce of it. I pressed my ear even closer to the walls, but that only clogged my ear, so I backed up again. Darn it I was curious.

"This prophecy troubles me Nico, it speaks of things that are long gone and better left that way. Do you know what I mean?"

I had a sneaking suspicion. Nico said nothing, or maybe I just couldn't hear him, and Chiron continued.

"No I assume you don't. Have you ever wondered about Kyra's name? It is a very interesting one. It has many different meanings.. One of them is Ray of Light."

So Chiron knew that the prophecy was about me. My heart started beating faster. I'd thought I'd be afraid of this moment, but instead I was full of anticipation.

"I see you didn't know this. So now we both know that the first line of the prophecy is about Kyra. A ray of light from Darkness born. Kyra, the child of Erebos."

Gods I wished I could've seen Nico's reaction. Was he shoked? Was he surprised?

I needed for Chiron to keep talking. To tell me more of this prophecy. I needed him to tell me about my city.

"I'm afraid of what this prophecy means. There is an old tale Nico. It is a tale of defiance and corruption.

According to this tale there was once a city full of powerful and beautiful people. But they were cruel. They had powers no mortals should posses and they used it for their own gain. They worshiped the Titans and the oldest Gods, the evil creatures we fought a mere four years ago. The cratures of the beginning and they followed in their cruel ways. They didn't' respect the Gods; they even claimed to be gods themselves and surpressed the people around them, making them worship them. They abused their powers Nico.

The God's had been tolerant for a long time, allowing them to rule their own kingdom as they saw fit, but they were greedy people and soon their own kingdom wasn't enough. They marched on Athens causing chaos and havoc in their wake. They wanted to ursurp the Olympians, making themselves the new Gods and so the real Gods chose to punish them.

They'd heard the cries of the surpressed people and so they punished that cruel people by sending their city, yes their entire Island to the bottom of the ocean. That city was Atlantis."

Shock coursed through me in a hot wave. Atlantis. The name made my chest hurt. Atlantis, the Silver City. Could it really be one and the same?

"Why are you telling me this?" Nico asked.

"Atlantis was enormous Nico, some even called it another world. It was an ancient place, a place full of old magic, but it's gone. Or almost gone. Poseidon is currently inhabiting its remains acutally. But the reason why I'm telling you this is because there are some myths that the idea of Atlantis has prevailed. That it's still out there and that its people are just waiting to come back. That's what I'm afraid of.

I'm afraid that the prophecy is about the Lost City. If Atlantis were to return it would cause pain, suffering and war upon this earth. They would seek revenge for their banishment; they would attack the Gods and destroy the world as we know it. Atlantis was a powerful place Nico, a powerful and evil place and not something we ever want to be found. Do you understand?"

I'd heard enough. I quietly got up and walked away. What did this mean? The city Chiron had talked about couldn't be my city. My city was beautiful place. A place of peace and magic. So why did my heart hurt at the name?