All the bad blood drained out of me, I felt cold, I felt fear. No one spoke but Chiron. "This is impossible," Chiron said. He sounded just as nervous as I felt. "It… she has never left the attic. Never."

And yet, the withered mummy that held the Oracle shuffled forward until she stood in the center of the group. Mist curled around our feet, turning the snow a sickly shade of green.

None of us dared move. Then her voice hissed inside my head. Apparently everyone could hear it, because several clutched their hands over the ears.

I am the spirit of Delphi, the voice said. Speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo, slayer of the mighty Python. The Oracle didn't look at me or do anything, but she may as well have, I was chilled to the bone, just seeing her made me want to run away.

She turned toward Zoe Nightshade. Approach, Seeker, and ask.

Zoe swallowed. "What must I do to help my goddess?"

The Oracle's mouth opened, and green mist poured out. I saw the vague image of a mountain, and a girl standing at the barren peak. It was Artemis, but she was wrapped in chains, fettered to the rocks. She was kneeling, her hands raised as if to fend off an attacker, and it looked like she was in pain. The Oracle spoke:

Five shall go west to the goddess in chains,

One shall be lost in the land without rain,

The bane of Olympus shows the trail,

Campers and Hunters combined prevail,

The Titan's curse must one withstand,

And one shall perish by a parent's hand.

Then, as we were watching, the mist swirled and retreated like a great green serpent into the mummy's mouth. The Oracle sat down on a rock and became as still as she'd been in the attic, as if she might sit by this creek for a hundred years.

When the Oracle stopped talking everyone's eyes were on me. I looked at Chiron, disbelief laid deep in his eyes. Disappointment showed on his face, hatred showed on the nine campers I fought, fear showed on Thalia's face. Percy was stunned. Nico and Bianca di Angelo were shocked, fear in Bianca's eyes, in Nico's eyes I was just awesome…But that's not the case for everyone here.

I looked down, "I'm sorry." I said quietly and took off to Calypso's island. I felt so dumb, what did I do exactly? Why did it go that way? Thalia…I balled my fists, she overreacted, it's because of her, I showed that part of me. It's because of her, the whole camp saw me as a monster. It's because of her…I know how to control my powers more.

When I'm angry, everything seems to slow down I know what I want to do. These powers were given to me to help the world. There are people I now resent, Kronos, Atlas, Thalia, and Zeus, that coward Zeus will hide behind the other gods until the day I die.

I was at the edge of Calypso's island, a beach, waves were making the water come closer to my feet. I stared at the water, everything I've been thinking about, all the frustration I had. It was gone in an instant, in a way...Thalia helped me.

Just a short chapter, I hope all of you are enjoying this story :)

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Rilurz~