The Winds Of Heaven (Annabeth Chase x Male Reader)

5. The Lightning, The Wind, The Forge, And The Dove

Y/N and Rachel put Piper on the couch while Annabeth rushed down the hall to get a med kit. Piper was still breathing, but she wouldn't wake up. She seemed to be in some kind of coma.

"We've got to heal her," Jason insisted. "There's a way, right?"

Chiron put his hand on Piper's forehead and grimaced. "Her mind is in a fragile state."

"Rachel, what happened?" Y/N asked.

"I wish I knew," she said. "As soon as I got to camp, I had a premonition about Hera's cabin. I went inside. Annabeth and Piper came in while I was there. We talked, and then—I just blanked out. Annabeth said I spoke in a different voice."

"A prophecy?" Chiron asked.

"No. The spirit of Delphi comes from within. I know how that feels. This was like long distance, a power trying to speak through me."

Annabeth ran in with a leather pouch. She knelt next to Piper. "Chiron, what happened back there—I've never seen anything like it. I've heard Rachel's prophecy voice. This was different. She sounded like an older woman. She grabbed Piper's shoulders and told her—"

"To free her from a prison?" Jason guessed.

Annabeth stared at him. "How did you know that?"

Chiron made a three-fingered gesture over his heart, like a ward against evil.

"Y/N, tell them. Annabeth, the medicine bag, please."

Chiron trickled drops from a medicine vial into Piper's mouth while Y/N explained what had happened when the room froze—the dark misty woman who was actually Hera.

When he was done, no one spoke, which made the atmosphere seem even heavier.

"So does this happen often?" Jason asked. "Supernatural phone calls from convicts demanding you bust them out of jail?"

"She said she was Jason's patron," Annabeth said. "Not his godly parent?"

"No, she said patron," Y/N said. "She also said Jason's father had given her his life."

Annabeth frowned. "I've never heard of anything like that before. The storm spirit on the skywalk—he claimed to be working for some mistress who was giving him orders, right? Could it be this woman you saw, messing with our minds?"

"Impossible," Y/N said. "I know you don't like my mother, but it wouldn't make any sense for her to do that. She's imprisoned. She's worried about some enemy getting more powerful. Something about a king rising from the earth on the solstice—"

Annabeth turned to Chiron. "Not Kronos. Please tell me it's not that."

Chiron looked miserable. He held Piper's wrist, checking her pulse.

At last he said, "It is not Kronos. That threat is ended. But . . ."

"But what?" Annabeth asked.

Chiron closed the medicine bag. "Piper needs rest. We should discuss this later."

"Or now," Jason said. "Sir, Mr. Chiron, you told me the greatest threat was coming. The last chapter. You can't possibly mean something worse that an army of Titans, right?"

"Oh," Rachel said in a small voice. "Oh, dear. But are we sure this woman was Hera?"

"I think I know what my mother looks like," Y/N said.

"She wore this—this goatskin cloak," Jason said. "That's a symbol of Juno, isn't it?"

"It is?" Y/N frowned. "I've never heard that."