Sorry about the late update, I was searching for inspiration. Hope you enjoy.!

Chapter 3

Emily sat in silence as Percy told her his story. He, apparently, had had a dream about her. He had been riding his Pegasus (called Blackjack) through the clouds until he saw her, just like in his dream. All the rest was exactly as he had dreamt it. "I still don't understand why you had to come find me? I mean, I'm no demigod and dreams are usually your subconscious making up some strange picture from previous events." Emily was feeling the wind slicing through her like wet knives. She rubbed her hands on her upper arms and continued, "And I've never seen you before, so how could your subconscious 'know' about me?" On the word 'know' Emily made air quotations with her fingers. Percy lent forward, with his elbows on his knees, and let out a deep breath. "Emily, demigods don't just dream. If we have a very realistic dream, it is very likely that something similar will happen. Now, are we flying home or sleeping out here for the night?"

Emily wanted to fly home, so Percy said he'd fly with her to her house then go back to where he needed to be. When Emily arrived at her small apartment, he dad welcomed her warmly. He thanked Percy and they shook hands. Emily had landed Pegasus on the roof of the complex and she now proceeded to go downstairs. She said goodnight to Pegasus and he whinnied his reply. She turned into the kitchen and immediately opened the fridge. She was famished and hadn't eaten since her altercation with Kallisto. She found some leftover Spaghetti and walked over to another drawer to take out a fork. She twisted her fork into the spaghetti and thought about what happened a few years ago. As she sat there deep in thought, the unwelcomed memories flooded her already sore head.

When Pegasus had landed on her roof all those years ago, Emily had helped him to heal. After the gruesome war with the Nirads she had been reborn as the Flame of Olympus. Then all the rest had been a painful blur as she fought for Olympus once again. She has also fallen for Cupid, the son of Aphrodite and the God of Love. And now Zeus had appeared to her and asked her to fly into the east and find Kallisto. She shook her head and chewed another forkful of Spaghetti, getting the sweet tomato sauce all over her chin. Percy had said that in his dream she had been in danger. Something had told him that she would be attacked by something, and soon. He had also asked her to meet him at Café China on East 37th at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. It was just sunset now and Emily was tired. She finished the last noodle and washed her plate in the sink. She went into her room and gazed upon the photo of her and her father framed on her dressing table. She remembered when they had taken that on her 17th birthday, 5 months ago. She pulled on her striped pyjamas and climbed into her bed. Little did she know of the fearsome dream she was about to have.

She was running, in a grey misty field. Ahead of her were three strange cat- like animals. They seemed to be chasing a figure on a snow white horse. Emily immediately recognised the rider as Kallisto and somehow knew that that was her horse, Swan. Emily tried to cry out but nothing escaped her dry lips. She saw Swan tiring and felt their fear. Emily . . . help, please. . . Emily heard someone whisper. She tried to run forward to help the horse that was now bleeding terribly on her back legs, but was rooted on the spot. She heard the pain filled cries pierce the air and felt tears start to run down her cheeks. When she awoke, she was sobbing terribly and felt as if a knife of fear had penetrated her body and severed her very soul from it.

Sorry about the short chapter. I got all excited with the details of this dream. Please review, I'll update by the end of the week.