The Tale of The Lost Warriors a PJO/HP Crossover

Speechless (Hazel)

"You're mine..."

I jolted upright.

I fell asleep again. I promised myself I wouldn't do that.

My dreams are the only place they can reach me.

I hope Draco is okay.

I pray he is.

I looked around and saw I was still on the hill where Frank and I had our date.

He'd woken me up after my first doze off to tell me he was leaving and I said okay and then I guess I fell back asleep. Because that's when they came...when I'm alone.

There was a knife to my throat and the life of all those I care about at stake.

I was forced to swear on the River Styx and Draco was forced to make the Unbreakable Vow.

If we hadn't...I know know what could've happened.

I put my head in my hands, shaking.

I could just tell one of them...technically only I would have to die immediately for breaking my oath.

But I would still be risking everyone's lives.

"Ugh," I got up and walked to the nearest water source I could find. I found a pond in a field.

"Draco, I really hope you aren't doing anything right about now," I sighed to myself taking out a golden drachma.

I said the incantation and threw in my coin. I was met by a bleach blonde, pale boy on the other side of the screen, he was leaning over a wooden gate looking at a building.

He was alone.

"Draco?" I spoke. He tended slightly and turned around.

He gave me a small smile, "Hey, Hazel. How are you holding up?"

"It hasn't even been a day and I feel like I might jump off a cliff, the only good thing is that the 'compensation' for our forced secrecy is we get our significant others." I seethed.

He nodded, "I hate lying to her...too everyone. Seeing them all hate or completely not know one another is a torture. Everything is wrong. Percy and Hermione are dating."

I was taken aback, "That's not okay on so many levels." Draco nodded. I bit my lip, "Maybe...maybe the sacrifice is worth it to tell them...I've died before...I'm not suppose to be alive, I'd be okay."

Draco narrowed his eyes, "Don't talk like that, think of Frank and Nico. And everyone else that cares about you."

I looked down, "I know...but...I don't know if I can handle this."

"Yes you can," Draco encouraged, "You're strong. We'll get through it together. It could be worse. We could be alone."

"Yeah, I was able to get the idea in Frank's head that something was wrong without breaking my oath. Maybe you can find a grey area too."

Draco was quiet for a moment, then sighed, "I don't know, the Unbreakable Vow is very specific. But I can try."

"Swearing on Styx is specific too. But I just risked it."

"Hazel, please be careful. I have to go, promise me you'll be more careful."

"I promise Draco."

He smiled and me and closed off the call.

I took a deep breath and thought about my dream.

*~spicy~ dream flashback*

There was fire everywhere and destruction. Chaos was towering over me, laughing. Voldemort, Gaea, and Kronos around her. Kronos newly taking permanent solitude in Percy's body.

Some of my friends in this new world were in chains as servants in a long line to be executed and some were dead already and their bodies on display, decaying.

Draco was locked in his own cage connected to Bridget's but the door between them, locked.

Same was done for Frank and I.

Gaea stood in front of me.

"Darling...we've won, I've won. You have nowhere left to run, you can't escape your death this time," she cackled.

I screamed as they dragged Frank from his cell and prepared him for execution. They stood him up for everyone to see and put a rope around his neck. They took his stick and threw it in a fire and for good measure dropped the floor. The light was lost from his eyes as his neck was snapped and his stick turned to ash.

Tears streamed down my face.

"You're next...just wait," Voldemort smiled hideously at me.

*~spicy~ flashback over*

That's when I had woken up when that ugly bastard began speaking to me.

I looked at my wrists and felt around them for the feeling of metal cuffs encircling them, like in my dream.

The rusty metal cutting deep into my skin and leaving scars and marks.

How was I going to survive like this...I've barely been able to make it through the first day...

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currently listening to beetlejuice while writing this sentence. has nothing to do with anything...but I didn't know what to say lol. Please send me feedback <3

~Daughter Of Poseidon