Chapter Five
Every day that Adrestia's pendant wasn't on her neck, her mood and attitude worsened. And one could assume the weather almost reflects her pain and anger.
After the event, a thunderstorm blew out her dorm room window and the largest tornado anyone had ever seen touched down in Hudson Valley fifty miles from the school. Adrestia's window getting blown out pissed her off, but the tornado just made her worry about her dog, Orthrus – even though their family lived nowhere near Hudson Valley.
Adrestia wholeheartedly believes Nancy has her pendant and is keeping it hidden somewhere. No amount of convincing changed her mind. She'd burn holes in the back of Nancy's head during class, and would find any time she could to interrogate her. It didn't matter if she got in trouble, either with Nancy's friends or the administration, Adrestia was hellbent on finding that pendant.
Nico had never seen her so determined, not even when their mother remarked seeing her father. He himself had never been attached to his pendant, but seeing how she reacted to losing hers . . . A part of him believed his father's possible anger wasn't what truly upset her; maybe there was another reason entirely.
And whatever it was, she wasn't telling him.
Yancy Academy reached its last straw with Adrestia. And apparently, it's her calling her English teacher an "old sot". Not her getting into fights.
Adrestia didn't care. Even if her mother gives her that 'I'm not angry, just disappointed' look, she doesn't care that she was expelled from yet another school. Recently, she'd been terrified she'd go too far with her interrogations. She hates Nancy, but not enough to send her to the hospital. And she's been having some weird dreams.
If she could call them that.
They felt more like nightmares. Horrid, vivid nightmares that dragged her darkest fears up to the surface, using them to torture her until she was nothing but a pile of broken bones and ripped flesh. Every minute in those . . . whatever they were, felt like hell. Three things always showed up: Three strange men fighting with each other, creatures of varying sizes attempting to kill her, and a cruel voice calling out to her.
Adrestia heard that sometimes dreams are your subconsciousness's way of attempting to tell you something important. She can't help but wonder what her subconscious is trying to tell her.