When One Story Ends Another Begins

by Dreamcatcher Love

Okay, the grammar sucks a great deal of amount for the first 13 chapters, seeing I wrote it 3 years back and I was a dumb child. So skim through the first 12-13 chapters, trust me it gets better later, so hang on there. Annabeth Chase has been found cheating on the Hero Of Olympus, Percy Jackson. What happens when he turns into a god and is put to be trained and co-lead with Artemi

17. The Warning of the Rumors

Chapter 17

Percy

The warmth of the campfire I built began warming up the frost building up amongst my white pale skin. I try to make something come out again but all that does is water that douses the ground. Frustration began taking me over and I slam my hand against the log I was sitting on. I've been trying to use my power for the past half hour but all that came out was ice that just froze over the mounds of snow and water that sliced through the snow. I tried continuous times snapping on some boots and a warm sweater but nothing happened. The only thing that was keeping me warm was the fire I made which took almost an hour considering there was no dry anything. I yelped for help considering the fact of how helpless I feel in this winter death-land.

I melt what I can around me and build up a wall of ice to keep any snow from coming in. I lay down against the log feeling vulnerable and weak and drift off into a dark sleep.

Weird thing is that I still get demigod dreams.

I'm at the hunter's camp and I see a girl with a confused look on her face. Something fades away that was just above her head.

"What?" she stammers.

"You are a daughter of Poseidon," says Artemis, clearly also confused. Artemis. I wanted to scream for her but all I could do was stand. The dream then fades out.

Now, I'm at a place where I see nothing at all. Suddenly, a voice speaks through the darkness.

"Perseus Jackson, I'm coming for you." It laughs evilly.

I wake up in a cold sweat and wake up to see no light coming through the dome which was pretty much covered in snow the blizzard brought in. The only source of light and heat was the fire I had started and it was burning lightly and dimly. I get up off my back and move my body close to the fire.

When the blizzard stopped, which was probably around 3 in the afternoon, I take down the 'force field' after I move the snow out of the way. Great, now I have to find which was is right in this 10 feet snow which was basically covering everything in sight. I lift up the snow and toss my hands to the back of me to clear a bit of a path way. There seemed like almost nothing in sight. There were a few bare trees scattered here and there. In fact, the ground almost seemed to be made of rock. Wait a minute, rock. Well Hades, I think to myself. I begin to slowly tunnel out carefully and slowly not wanting to cause anything like an avalanche or me falling off a cliff probably a mile high onto a bunch of snow and rocks.

I can't wrap my head around it. Just yesterday I hit the barrier that gave back all my powers but now I can't even do any single element but water and ice basically.

I hear whispers in the snow. Strange whispers that are in a foreign language which I can apparently no longer understand. The whispers are in a low and hushed tone as I dig my way out of the tunnel of snow. After a while of annoying torture, I ask out "Who is there!" All the whispers stop and I feel as if I can feel the tension building.

"Uh, hello?" I ask in a questionable and impatient voice, "Who is that?"

"We are the children of Pheme," they all reply in a hoarse unison voice.

Pheme. Pheme.I think to myself. Wait a minute, the goddess of rumors, and secrets. Fama in Roman, who supposedly had multiple tongues and eyes.

"What are you guys doing here?"

"We are the survivors. We are the survivors of the Great War. The one that is soon to come. Where the demigods will fight and the titans will crawl to their highest defeat. We will rise from the shadows and cross the shadows of the mainland. Castaway in the grottos of the world. We will fight among which you will not know. Till you find out, I give you a goodbye. But before I leave, the shadow is coming, it crawls and wreathes and dies and withers, until it attacks, there will be no others. Friends and enemies shall be reunited, but with who is not determined which is sided. This is told from the titans who whisper their names and send a message out of Tartarus and into the sky, there will be fire that lights up the sky!"

There is a burst and the sky erupts into the sky and disappears without a trace. In confusion I stop and all of a sudden something bursts from within me and I black out feeling nothing but burning and freezing.