(So life has gotten crazy for us and the characters so let's see what comes to happen...)
Chapter 14
Violet's P.O.V.
I lay in bed, not wanting to get up because of my headache. I've been reluctant to try to go through the memories of the depraved goddess. I roll over, looking towards the clock and seeing its past the time Jackson normally comes to the warehouse, so I get up. Deciding to try my best to ignore my aching migraine, I move towards the door slowly just in case Jackson is just late and looking for me. After a moment I peek out of the door and see no one except for the goddess in the middle of the warehouse. I slowly leave my room and close my door, only to find a sticky note on it.
On a date, don't wait for me to come back. Get it done before I'm back.
I sigh and walk back inside my room, over to the bed, pulling out the journal I've been keeping under my bed. It was something to keep record of times when I lost control of the memories I hold, and their developed personalities. Though I'm getting better at controlling them, some days, I just have hard time holding onto my own personality, trying not to be confused the others.
"Maybe...I can take this time to try and remember my past..." I mutter to myself thinking about the idea I had the other day. I blink, staring at the flickering light bulb above me, more ideas and suggestions running through my head, "No...I-I don't know what could happen. I will need someone I can trust to look over me." I continue mumbling and finish writing in my journal. I push myself up and hide my journal before walking out if the room. Maybe just try to get to know this Zoe person before I invade her head. As I'm walking, I open the link between me and Luke.
"Hey butt-head." I think to him hoping to startle him.
Luke's P.O.V.
I sit back against the leather seat, looking out the car window as blurs of colors fall behind us. I glanced at the rear view mirror to see that the driver fading in and out of the mist, first an old Asian man appears, docile and feeble, his eyes squinting through the small frames on his face. Then a red brute appears, single eyed, two fangs overlapping its lower lip. I sigh as I turn my attention back to the passing scenery.
"Hey butt-head." I hear in Violets voice and look around confused for a moment before I hear her laughing in my head.
"Geez, how about telling me you're calling huh? I actually thought you were here." I say crossing my arms not caring if it seemed like I am talking to myself.
"No and Yes." She says with a small giggle, I shake my head smiling a little.
"So what's up?" I ask looking out of the car window again.
"Bored... and thought of something and trying to avoid doing something... and plotting how I'm going to hurt you for telling this Jackson asshole about my ability..." I hear from her with a hint of hurt in her voice.
"What does he want you to do?" I ask curious now.
"He wants me to touch this minor goddess who is a daughter of a Titan..."she says in a small soft voice showing to me that she is scared.
"I'm sorry I didn't know what he was going to want you to do." I say and close my eyes.
"When do I get to come home?" She asks softly like she is hiding something else.
"Soon... and I have to go... be strong" I say hearing the alarm going off again. I close the connection before she can ask what's going on.
Violet's P.O.V.
I sigh as Luke shuts the link but I'm also see that I've gotten to the door that keeps Ms. Goddess hidden from the world... I look around to see if Jackson might try to sneak up on me before opening the door to be greeted by darkness.
Zoe's P.O.V.
I lift my hand wearily to block the sudden light, the shackles on my wrists clang as it stops my arm. I squint toward the light to see a figure in the middle, her dark clothes seemingly a part of its shadow. "What dost thou want?"
The figure just calmly made her way toward me, a tail swaying about behind her. "Truthfully, I don't know."
I scowl at her remark, "Have you come to mock thee then?"
She strode up in front of me, her clothes loose fitting and dark, the apparent tail just being her long hair trailing behind her. "Spending time just to mock a god in chains doesn't sound entertaining...How about we talk instead, of course you still being in chains." She simply sits on the floor in front of me.
"...Why do you think that I would share my life with the traitorous whelps, like Jackson?" I pull back from her and raise my head to look at her straightly. She was not fazed by the disgust I had on my face, the hatred in my eyes.
"Well for one, I'm not him. Two, I'm not thrilled about having to do this as you are." she says calmly, no hints of deception on her face.
"Then why serve the unforgiving titans? They will just destroy thee gods and leave the world plagued with their foolish war." I ask.
"I'm not really on either side… I'm just doing what a friend asked me to do. I owe it to...a friend of mine, who helps me deal with my...problems. And my friend has a problem with Jackson, so you're not alone in hating the guy. I'm just helping Jackson to find an...angle on him."
"So...you are a minstrel then, one that cannot fight their own battles or even have their own cause! You have no loyalty!" I spat at her.
"You know," She simply wipes the spit off her jacket, "I could still help you, we don't need to be enemies. And I have my loyalty to my friends, doesn't that mean anything to you?"
"No...You prefer to hide behind what you call your friend's purpose, their own loyalty. You have not decided who you believe. Yet you involve yourself in a war dealing with such, so...what are you minstrel? "
"Stop calling me minstrel…I am no one's play thing thank you…And second, if you want me to pick a side, convince me or just tell me to stay out of this silly war altogether"
I laugh a little, "You are no mistress, and the minstrel is a spy, a dishonorable one. And that is not up to me, I do not force those unto a side. You must choose one yourself or die for nothing, minstrel."
She opens her mouth to protest once more but I stop her by trying to reach for her, straining the chains against the concrete. The celestial bronze cutting into my skin. "Leave."
She narrows her eyes at me then nods, "Fine, guess you prefer Jackson, don't you, Titan kid?" She says acidly.
"Leave me be, minstrel! I'd rather wallow in my confinement than listen to your schemes!"
She just gets up and walks back to the doorway, standing in it for a moment, "You're not the only one in chains you know…" She says before cutting off the light, enveloping me in darkness once more.
((A/N: Just going to say this, I am not sorry for the delays and stuff. Game is a helluva drug. Yang out ))