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I needed to clear my head, sort out all that I'd heard and try to make sense of it, so I decided to go to Zeus' fist. It was my favourite spot because it was so secluded, and because, if you sat in just the right spot, you could see the sky through the trees. I loved looking at the sky, it made me feel calm. Calm and safe.

As I walked through the trees I thought back on all that I had just heard. A city full of magic, a city full of beautiful people… Chiron obviously thought that the city in the prophecy was Atlantis, but I wasn't so sure. The place he'd described and the city in my dreams were too different for that. And I was convinced that the city in the prophecy was the Silver City. Of course there were certain aspects that were the same, but… the Silver City, my City, was a wonderful place. There hadn't been a single corrupt thing about it.

My head was starting to hurt and I closed my eyes for a second, breathing in the fresh air. I'd think about this later…

When I got to Zeus' fist I was surprised to find that I wasn't alone. Nico was already there, sitting on the very top. He waved at me as I approached him and I tried not to show how confused I was. How had he gotten here before me?

"I've been looking for you!" I called to him and started climbing up the rock. I felt clumsy and about as graceful as a turtle, but finally I was on the top and sat down next to him, my legs dangling over the edge.

"Well you've found me.", he said, his voice distant and thoughtful.

I didn't say anything; I wanted to give him the chance to tell me about his conversation with Chiron. I was sure that he would. We were best friends after all, there was no way that he'd keep this from me, but he didn't say a word. He just stared at the trees surrounding us.

"You been here all day?" I asked, trying to sound innocent as to not let him know that I knew where he'd been. He'd tell me…. And then he nodded.

"Yeah."

My heart sank, fast and hard. It felt like it dropped right through me and just crashed into the hard rock on the ground. Yeah. Yeah he'd been here all day. Yeah he was lying to me. Yeah. I felt numb. Why? Why would he lie to me? Why would the only person I trusted lie to me? I balled my hands into fists. I should have known. What had I expected? The truth? Yeah.

He wasn't looking at me, his eyes were fixed on the ground and he said nothing. Just yeah. For heavens sake! Yeah wasn't even a real word! How could a fake word hurt so much?!

I was getting angry.

"Really?", I said, my voice icy cold, "That's funny, cuz I could've sworn that I heard you talking to Chiron in the Big House. Must've been some other Nico then." I got up and turned to leave, not even looking at him and he just sat there, staring at the ground.

Tears shot into my eyes as I climbed down the rock. I wasn't sure why this hurt so much… It was just that Nico had understood me so well. He was supposed to be my friend, my rock to lean on, the one who was always there for me. Maybe that was a dumb thing to expect after having known him for a few short months, and yet that's how I'd come to feel about him.

Suddenly I wasn't mad anymore. I felt weak. Weak and vulnerable. I let myself sink to the ground and let my head lean against the cold hard rock. I didn't have the energy to move, I didn't even care that Nico was just above me, probably looking down on me. A part of me hoped that he'd come down. That he'd explain, but he just sat there, not saying a word and so did I. We just sat there, divided only by the a piece of rock and my broken trust.

Three days. Three days had passed since Zeus' fist and Nico hadn't spoken to me onc. I felt miserable. I was angry at him for lying to me, but even worse was how betrayed I felt by his silence. Why couldn't he just tell me what had happened? Why couldn't he just explain? Apologize? Did he care that little about me?

I sat on my bed and stared at the ceiling, wishing for once that I couldn't see in the dark. I wanted to world to go away, to disappear. I closed my eyes, only to find it flooded with images. Images of the Silver City, images of me and Nico, images of Chrion and Nico talking, images of Percy and Annabeth, images of Nico looking at Percy, images of Nico smiling, images of Nico fighting, images of Nico laughing… You get the picture I think.

I opened my eyes and resumed staring at the ceiling. My heart hurt. Badly. I missed him, I missed my friend and maybe, maybe I missed him a little more than that. Had I fallen for him? I scoffed. Way to go Kyra! Go fall in love with your gay best friend. That's not damned to fail.

I was pittying myself and I felt very justified in doing so. Life was stupid.

There was a knock on the door but I didn't reply. Then another. Then another. Then another. I stil ignored it, hoping that whoever it was would go away. I'm not home I thought at the door, but oddly enough the person on the other side didn't hear me.

"Kyra!" Percy.

A part of me wondered what he wanted. The other part of me didn't give a rats rear end. You can guess which part won. Exactly.

I continued to stare at the ceiling and thinking about how much my life sucked.

"Kyra open the door. I know you're in there."

No you don't, I thought, you jus think I'm in here. I wasn't going to prove him right. Maybe if I closed my eyes he'd go away. I tried.

"Kyra open the freaking door!"

Darn it. So I couldn't make people disappear by closing my eyes. Now that would've been a cool super power. How bout it Dad?

"Kyra, we need to talk to you. It's important." Annabeth.

Ok now I was a little curious. Why would Annabeth wanna talk to me? Was I curious enough to get up though? Nope.

"Ok fine! We're coming in" Percy said, clearly annoyed. I didn't really care, but I also didn't want them to come inside. The door opened into a white square of light, showing two figures standing there. They couldn't see me of course, because the darkness in my cabin didn't let the light in. If it hadn't been so much work I would've grinned.

"Crap.", Percy said as he spied into the room, not seeing anything. "I don't wanna go in there. I'm gonna trip and kill myself."

Ok now I grinned a little. Just in the corners

"Maybe we don't have to", Annabeth said. "Kyra. It's about your Mom."

Suddenly I was on high alert, all lethargy forgotten. I jumped up and walked over to the door. I looked like crap and I knew it, I hadn't really left my cabin in three days, surviving on the stash of junk I had in my room. Don't judge me, I was in a bad place. That was all forgotten now.

I stepped into the light, making Annabeth and Percy jump. To them it must have looked like I'd stepped right out of a black wall.

"What happened?" I was freaking out on the inside, but trying to stay calm.

"We don't know. Chiron said to come and get you. He said it's important."

I'd started running before she'd even finished the sentence. I must have looked like a crazy person. I was wearing two different socks, a pair of basketball shorts and a huge t-shirt. My hair was a mess, my face tear stricken, but I dind't care. Please let her be ok, I prayed to my father, and any other God that happened to be listening.

Panting and sweating I arrived at the door and knocked. The person who opened wasn't Chiron though, it was Nico. He looked at me and opened his mouth but I ignored him and pushed right past him. I didn't care about him right now.

"Chiron!" I yelled. I was freaking out!

"Kyra what's wrong?" Nico asked and grabbed my shoulder, but I shrugged him off. I had this nasty feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Chiron!" I sounded panicked, frantic, but I didn't care. People were outside staring at me, Percy and Annabeth too. They were looking at me with helpless expressions, wanting to calm me down but not knowing how.

Finally Chiron walked in the room.

"What happened?" I asked, suddenly completely calm. He looked at me, but didn't say anything. He went over to the door and shut it. Nico was still inside. I wanted him to leave. I wanted everyone to leave.

"Kyra sit down." I didn't. I didn't want to sit down. I wanted him to tell me that my mom was ok. He sighed when he realized that I wasn't going to follow his instructions.

"There has been an attack… " My heart dropped. I couldn't breathe. No! Not again! Not again! This couldn't be happening again! It felt like I was back there, six years ago, when he'd said those same words to my mother.

"Ms. Mist. There's been an attack…."

"She's alive."

A glimmer of hope flared up in me and I looked into Chirons face. "Why? Why would monsters attack her? She's mortal!"

"Why? Why? Why?"

"We don't know."

"We don't know", he said and I could see that he was telling the truth.

"I need to go see her." It wasn't a question and he knew it. He knew that I'd fight him with everything I had, if he didn't let me go. He nodded.

"Nico can take you by shadow travel." Nico nodded and I gave him a quick glance. Shadow travel.. So that's how he got around so fast. It made sense.

I nodded and left to go change.

When I got to the cabin I realized that I really needed a shower. I smelled like I'd been brought back from the dead.

The hot water on my face felt wonderful and I sighed. Then guilt washed over me just as scolding hot as the water, but not nearly as relaxing. I hadn't given a second thought to my mother since I'd come to camp.

I'd been so busy concentrating on that stupid city in my dreams and on Nico that I hadn't even bothered to make sure that my mother was safe. That she was in good hands. Tears ran down my face. I couldn't believe that I had just abandoned her like that!

I got out of the shower and wrapped a huge fluffy towel around myself. I walked into my room and stopped short. Nico was sitting on my bed!

My face turned bright red and I was suddenly painfully aware of the fact that I was wearing nothing but a towel. What the hell was he doing here!

He looked up at me and suddenly his face turned bright red too.

"What do you want?", my voice was cold and I saw him flinch. Good.

"I came to apologize about the other day… "

"Fine. I don't really care."

Now he looked hurt, even angry, but the anger quickly dropped away from his face again.

"I'm sorry about your mom." He sounded genuine enough and I swallowed.

"Me too… "

He got up to leave. Just as he reached the door I called after him.

"Nico." He turned to look at me. "Thanks." He nodded and left.