Nico's POV:
For a minute, everyone was stunned. Hale slowly returned to his normal satyr self.
"What just happend?" He asked as if he didn't remeber turning into a human (Goat?) smoke machine.
No one spoke. Antheia leaned forward and gently removed his hand from Nico's wrist, which was a relief. He could feel the blood slowly flowing again to his wrist.
The satyr turned to the goddess. "Hey, why is everyone looking at me?"
Percy spoke. "What was that?"
"That my dear, " Antheia turned to him, flowers growing around her. "That was a prophecy. The Prophecy of Justice."
Hale froze. He went up to her and whispered something in her ear. They had an intense discussion but none of the demigods could hear what was going on.
Nico frowned. "Can you hear what they're saying?" Percy shook his head helplessly.
"Go," Antheia said louder so everyone could hear. "Take them back to the lake. Now."
"Yes my lady!" Hale said. He turned towards them. "Follow me back to Eeva."
Nico was the most confused as confused as he could have been confused. He probably could have gotten an award for being so confused about being confused about why he was confused. Then he probably would have gotten an award for being so confused on why there was the word confused so many confusing times in that paragraph.
Confused? Yeah.
The Prophecy of Justice? That was most likely what Hale said while he was busy being a human smoke machine. But why? Why did they have to be in a prophecy when it could be some other demigod or something. Why did they lose their memory? Why do they have to go on a quest? Just help the stupid Gods of Olympus? It wasn't fair.
But they were going to succeed. However they could. Hale chewed a random piece of a tin can nervously.
"Hey, you ok?" Percy asked quietly. "You're looking at the ground like you want to kill it." Nico sighed. He realized he was looking at the grass in disgust. But he didn't respond
The Prophecy was like two boulders resting on Nico's shoulders. He thought everything was finally ok. He found Sycilia Hollow a place like home and just as everything was making more sense, BOOM! A whole prophecy. About dangerous things. Thalia and Percy seemed to be reacting the same way as him, no doubt mad at the gods.
Their parents haven't even shown a sign yet.
As they walked into the main part of Sycilia Hollow, it started to smell like sulfur. Hale plugged is nose.
"Ew." Thalia gagged. "What is that?" Hale looked at her like oh you don't want to know. Unfortunately once they saw the lake, they knew.
It looked horrible. Instead of crystal clear water, it was a sickly shade of yellow and made a hissing noise from smoke pouring down from the mini waterfalls into the yellow liquid. It looked as if someone took a giant egg yolk and put it in the blender.
The smell got worse as they got closer. The poor naiads were sobbing behind trees, dryads comforting them. The Myrmidon's we're all huddled up in one giant circle.
Nico scanned the tiny crowd for Eeva. Then he saw her. His little sandy-haired friend in the middle with Cala.
Merigold colored lightning flashed across the sky. Blinding Nico for a second. Percy flinched.
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Percy Jackson: The Curse of Memory
Fanfiction. Sometimes, the only way to keep a secret safe within your grasp is to hope everyone in the world will hear it. Three half-bloods had their memory taken from them, locked away with a titan. To succeed, they have to experience the wrath of the gods...