Chapter Ten; The Three- Eyed Raven comes to me

After I showered and changed into the orange shirt,undergarments and sleeping shorts Mrs.B left for me, I stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment. I had the same messy maroon hair, same freckled skin, and the same blue-green eyes I always had, nothing had changed about me physically, but mentally I was a mess. Heaving a sigh, I pushed the door open and entered the cabin I now…lived in…? "Your turn Percy." I noted dully, my eyes tired as I flopped onto the bunk that had been designated as mine, Tsuni shifting over on the foot of the bed, golden eyes locking with mine. Before he could voice his concerns, Percy spoke up," How are you holding up?" He leaned forwards on his bunk, his arms resting on his legs," Don't pull any crap about being fine. I know you aren't. None of us really are.."He mumbled the last bit before staring me down, clearly awaiting an answer.

"I'm…not going to say I'm fine." I sighed out of my nose after a moment," I've never really been fine. I have horrible anxiety, I'm afraid of storms and heights, I am a total weakling, and I just got thrust into this completey batcrap crazy world… Mi-a ajuns cutitul la os!" I groaned, covering my eyes with my hands.

"What does Mia ah junes cutie tool laos mean?"

I couldn't help but to laugh at his poor repetition of the phrase,"It means The knife has reached my bone. It's a phrase a lot of people in Romania use when they are at their limit, when they can't take anymore."

"oh." He murmured, dropping to the ground," I know everyone has been saying this, but…You'll get used to this madness. It's what we're wired for." He smiled down at me, pulling my hands away from my face," Get some rest okay? You need as much as you can get."

"Right." I noted, frowning as he walked into the bathroom.

"There is a… light…song… that has been coming from your pillow for the past few minutes my human." Tsuni spoke aloud as the sound of the shower seeped through from the bathroom.

I raised an eyebrow as I reached under my pillow, a gasp of surprise escaping me as the screen of my phone lit up, the cords of the white headphones falling over my hand.

"How?" I gaped," I left this in the lab…" Unlocking it, I blinked seeing the background had been changed to a smirking Leo and Jack in Mrs B.'s car, my head visible slighty in the corner, the words," Don't leave your phone in a monster attack Nao" being pasted across the top.

"Jack." I sighed, shaking my head as I smiled softly," I have to thank him in the morning." I mumbled, suppressing a yawn as I sipped one of the earbuds into my ear, laying on my side, facing the pale husky that was my Peryton friend. "Night Tsuni." I whispered, pressing play as music started to play, lulling me to sleep.

When my eyes opened, I wasn't in the Poseidon cabin, I was in an apartment with this huge glass window overlooking what looked to be the Chicago city skyline. "Where am I?" I murmured, looking around me in confusion.

"You are in my home." A woman's voice spoke up, causing me to whirl around in a mixture of fear and shock.

"I-I'm sorry I don't know how I got here! I don't mean to trespass I'm sorry!" I hurriedly apologized, my eyes widening as I saw the source of the voice standing at the window, her hands folded behind her back, her shoulders shaking with what I soon realized was laughter.

"You aren't trespassing!" She laughed harder as she turned around, her steely eyes glittering. I blinked in surprise as I subconsciously studied the girl in front of me. She had long raven hair that fell to her waist, pale skin dotted with freckles, steely grey eyes, and honestly looked like she was an unnaturally pretty fifteen year old girl.

"But-" I questioned, being cut off- which was beginning to seem like the norm-

" I brought you here." She explained, motioning for me to walk over to her," What do you see?" She questioned, turning back to the window with a serious expressions.

Squinting at the horizon I flinched at the familiar sight," Storm clouds."

"A war is brewing." She spoke after a moment," I wish to stop it."

"What do you mean?"

" Naomi Harmon, you are aware that there are more pantheons than the Greco-Roman pantheon, correct?"

"Well.. yeah." I nodded," There are a lot for each area where mythology prevailed, like Scandinavia and Ireland!"

" They exist."

"What?" I shrieked , a bit louder and squeakier than intended.

"Yes." Her eyes glittered mischievously, " Who do you think you are talking to?"

"….You're a goddess aren't you?" I murmured, my eyes widening ,"I-I'm sorry if I insulted you in any way!"

"Lighten up." She rolled her eyes," Which pantheon do you think I belong to?"

I frowned," You… don't seem Aztec or Incan…so those are out… I don't think you are…Norse?"

"Okay, so what does that leave? I'll give you hint, I am not Greco-Roman. I actually dislike that pantheon greatly, the Norse are horrid too."

"You're a…Celtic goddess?"

"Yes." She nodded again.

"Are you a triple goddess?"

"You are smart." She laughed again," Yes, I am a triune deity, I am Morrigan."

I gawked at the goddess beside me," What..war..?"

"The Pantheons"She sighed again," They do not like to…hmm how to phrase it.."

"Play nice with others?"
"That is quite the way to put it." She laughed again," But yes, and they take it out on their children."She closed her eyes," Those unfortunate enough to have an excess of godly blood from multiple pantheons suffer for it."
"Why are you telling me this..?" I questioned, my eyes widening at the sorrow in her gaze.

"No. NO. No no no no no no." I took a step back, retreating from the goddess in any way that I could.

"You are one of those poor souls Naomi Harmon." She stared at me, a frown etched onto her face.

"No!" I protested again, so close to breaking down completely in front of the Celtic raven goddess," No! I am just the kid of a Roman god! That's it! That's ALL I can take!"

"I'm sorry." She sighed,stepping towards me," You cannot change your bloodline."

"No!No! It can't be true." I whimpered, feeling anxiety clawing at me once more," No...I..." Tears welled up in my eyes," I'm going to die aren't I?"

"Not if we stop this pointless war." She promised gently, resting her hand on the side of my face.

"How bad...How bad will I die if...If we don't succeed..? I know you know! You're a goddess of prophecy."

"..."She heaved a sigh," You... because of your lineage... If we don't stop this fight... the curse will take you at twenty two...You'll... be surrounded by family... New and old."

"Thats not what I'll die from.." I murmured, gripping my arm so hard it had started to leak blood.

"... You..."She looked away from me," You get bitten."

"Bitten...? By what?"

"A venomous creature. You'd die in a forest."

"... " She was holding back information and I knew it. "What do I have to do?" I held up my hand, stopping her from speaking," Not because I want to be some hero the likes of Lugh or Jason, but because I want to live. Because I don't want someone else to die young because of their blood."

She smiled warmly," You... clearly take after your grandfather."

"My Grandfather?" Cue me easily getting distracted by a miniscule piece of information in the greater scheme of things.

" Forseti, Norse god of Justice."

"Oh... neat.." I murmured.

"Anyway. Go to Boston. Find my son..."She frowned," Actually... He'll probably find you knowing him."

"How do I know he's your son?"

"Trust me..." She frowned,"You'll know."

"When do I-"

"Leave tomorrow. You'll want to bring your reaper friend, cousin, and...tell the child of the forge god to get his ship ready."

"What do you mean?"

"He'll know." She laughed softly before pulling out what looked like a small box from out of nowhere.

"Here." She passed the box to me, my hands closing around the wooden vessel on instinct.

"Every hero has a weapon that will aid them on their quest. You deserve one as well."

"What is it?" I questioned, waiting to open it in case it was alive or something.

" It is a knife." She noted,"Its name is Carnwennan."

I blinked in surprise," Isn't that one of King Arthur's weapons?"

"It was." She grinned," But he's dead now isn't he?" She chuckled at my shocked expression," Anyway, If you use this blade at night, it can shroud you, and anyone in contact with you, in shadows" She blinked," It's name is rather contradictory, White Hilt, and yet it deals in shadows." She murmured," I must speak with Goibniu about that."

"Who?"

"No need to worry,"She waved me off," Anyway, you are waking up. You'll find a car waiting for you at the edge of your little summer camp."

"Oh...Okay. Thank-" I spoke, but she was already gone, and I was forced into the land of the waking.