annais min had everything to prove and no time to do it. as one of the five children of the underworld destined to lead the seven on their journey of death and destruction, annais had the fate of the universe resting on her shoulders, holding her do...
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CHAPTER SIX: DAUGHTER OF DARKNESS
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DESPITE JASON'S CONFIDENCE IN himself, the rest of camp wasn't so sure. A common feat that night, everything burst into chaos... Everyone was asking questions at once, even turning to argue with each other before an infuriated Annais shuffled past Jason and raised her fingers to her lips to whistle. The sound was sharp and piercing, bursting through the chatter and silence immediately followed.
Annabeth took this opportunity to step forward, gaping at Chiron in disbelief. "How can he be the son of Zeus? The Big Three... their pact not to have mortal kids... how could we not have known about him sooner?"
Chiron said nothing, just pressed his lips into a bloodless line and bowed his head. Once again, the silence from him was disconcerting, and Annais was ready to vent out her anger when Rachel stepped forward to diffuse the tension. "Look, the important thing is that Jason's here now. He has a quest to fulfil, which means he will need his own prophecy."
Annais watched closely as she shut her eyes, swaying into two nearby campers' arms. A third ran to the side of the amphitheatre and came back with the oracle's three-legged bronze stool, placing it beneath her and assisting her in sitting down. Once she was situated, they retreated into the crowd and waited like everyone else. They didn't have to wait for long, though, as the classic green mist of the oracle began to pool around Rachel's feet in a wave. At its presence, she inhaled sharply and slowly, eyes opening to reveal bright white pupils.
"Child of lightning, beware the earth. The giants' revenge, the seven shall birth. The forge and dove shall break the cage, and death unleash through Hera's rage."
On the last word, the emerald smoke that was emitting from her throat faded into a transparent mist and the glow died from her eyes. They rolled into the back of her head, Rachel's body falling again until her helpers rushed over to guide her away.
"Is that normal?" Piper asked from a few flags away. She had a frown on her face as she looked at Rachel but her expression quickly faded into a humiliated blush when she realised everyone was looking at her. "I mean, does she spew green smoke a lot?"
"Gods, you're dense," Drew chuckled cruelly. "She just issued a prophecy. Jason's prophecy to save Hera! Why don't you just—"
"Why don't you just sit down and shut up like Annais told you to?" Ezra hissed in frustration.
"Piper asked a fair question, Drew," Annabeth said in agreement with her. "Something about that prophecy definitely isn't normal. If breaking Hera's cage unleashes her rage and causes a bunch of death, why would we free her? It might be a trap, or maybe Hera will turn on her rescuers. She's never been kind to heroes."
"I don't have much choice," Jason protested. "Hera took my memory, I need it back. Besides, we can't just not help the Queen of the Heavens if she's in trouble."
