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Great, Another Nightmare (Chapter 49)

Although you've been stuck in the air for most of the quest, being worn out from battling monsters and the feelings within didn't help with the fact that you were flying away on the back of a pegasus miles above the ground. You took a glance down. In your mind came an almost comical image of you not-so-majestically flailing, and with your luck even glowing, tumbling out of the sky and towards your fate of becoming a pancake. 

Splat

At first the thought of pancakes made your stomach grumble in complaint of being empty. It's been a while since you last eaten and you spent a lot of energy too. Naturally your stomach is upset with you. To make matters worse the image of you splatting flat on the ground made your stomach twist in anger and disgust. You decided to move the focus of your thoughts back towards food to distract yourself from the horrible image self-placed in your mind. 

You then looked in front of you, where Nathan sat a little slumped in front of you. You gasped. 

"What is it y/n?" Nathan panicked a bit. Probably scarred to disappoint a certain lightning/thunder user that would be upset if his girlfriend suddenly fell off the pegasus or was hurt even more. 

"We need to make pancakes, and lots of them. We could use what we have on the ship. That way everyone can recover some strength and we can also bring extra ambrosia." You exclaimed this so suddenly, and still recovering from the earlier shock you have given him, he just nodded his head in agreement. 

Awesome! You thought..Now we can be the amazing reinforcements and crash the battle of in a stylish manner...and most importantly with pancakes. 

Your stomach rumbled so more, hopefully there's still plenty of [insert favorite pancake toppings]. 

As soon as you saw the deck of the ship you got ready to jump off the Pegasus and sprint towards chef Leo's miracle room (the kitchen) and get started on those pancakes. However you were forgetting one thing....

"Alright let's go!!!" You exclaimed. 

Thunk 

Instead of landing on your feet as planned, your feet touched the ground followed by the rest of your weight which landed on your bum instead. You were still weakened from battle. Though filled a new energy from your determination to be useful to the others your body hasn't caught up with your energy yet. Nathen looked down at you, though his expression was unclear. It looked to be midway between genuine concern and disbelief. 

"Slow down there, you used too much energy with those stunts back there. I think David would rather you be resting right now. Do what you need to do to regain your strength back and I'll get started on the pancakes for everyone, good with that?" 

A sigh of frustration escaped from you, "I suppose, I just want to help everyone even if it's through being the pancake provider." 

"You'll be helping everyone out by resting and healing up, I have a feeling you being at your best will decide everyone's fate. I understand how you feel, but it if you want to help everybody then rest now so you can help them with all you got."

Nathen's words shocked you a bit, but he was right. You nodded your head and Nathen helped you up and you started walking towards your room. Thanks Nathen. Please be ok everyone, I'll be back fighting at your side soon. 

Once in your room you looked into your mirror. You didn't look as terrible as you expected. While your clothes, face, arms and legs were dirtied and your hair a wild mess, you felt like the walking dead. 

Though your cloths had tears and blood stains, there were no visible wounds or scratches. You closed your eyes and took in a couple deep breaths, searching for any specific pains and checking if your lungs are working properly. 

All good. You were just tired. 

And the best way to heal that is with a power nap. 

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Panting a bit while finding a chair and then sitting down, Nathen panicked a bit. He's never really cooked much before and didn't remember ever making pancakes. He didn't want to worry you if you suddenly woke up to the smell of smoke from his burning pancakes. He got back up to look at his Eureka moment. By some miracle he found a box of premade batter with cooking instructions!!! The gods had mercy on him! He carefully read the pre heating and batter prep instructions and then got to work. 

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You found yourself standing in a gloomy setting with little visibility, a dense fog blanketed around you. 

Great, another nightmare. 

You looked around, deciding on a direction to start exploring. 

"Screw it, I'm walking straight ahead." You decided on keeping things simple.

However, after taking around 15 steps forward you were suddenly met with a splashing sound of stepping into a shallow puddle. You looked down. 

Despite the gloomy atmosphere, you started into a perfectly clear reflection of yourself staring back at you. Chills suddenly ran down your spine, your eyes....they were gold. 

As soon as you noticed that the reflection quickly morphed. The next second you were staring at a perfect reflection of a normal b/f/n, then Jaguar, then finally the reflection settled on the appearance of....

You had no clue. 

It was the image of a young man, who looked to be in his early 20s. He had sandy blonde hair, and admittedly gorgeous blue eyes. 

Scratch that, his eyes changed. They changed to the same golden eyes of your previous reflection. Suddenly he pointed at you, "your choice comes soon" he warned in Kronos voice. You blinked a couple times in disbelief, only to find your normal reflection staring up at you with shocked (your eye color) eyes. You took a couple deep breaths, trying to process what happened. You turned around to walk away from the dumb puddle. 

You jumped yourself awake suddenly in a cold sweat. The moment you turned around in your dream you were met with a cloud of particles in the shape of a hand. The hand materialized and had snatched your throat. 

Why the Tartarus is my life like this?!?!?! 

Who was that boy? Why did his eyes change? Why were mine gold?!?! How the heck was I violated in my dream by his hand out of everyone else?!?!?!!??!?!  All these questions ran through your head. However that was not enough to distract you from your current situation. Feeling sticky and gross from the classic demigod nightmare sweat, you decided to quickly change and wash your face before investigating the aroma coming from the kitchen.

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"Blahahaha!!!" Zion blurted out as he shakily shuffled back a bit. 

"Well sh*t" David added as he readied his blade and took on a defensive stance at the front of the retreating group of Pegasi and Zion, with a nervous Di Angelo and Valdez by his side. 

Everyone is scared about something heading towards them and this is where you realize that the font is not a mistake and that I the author have left you on yet another cliff hanger!!! *insert evil laugh*

Don't worry, I'll try to update as soon as possible! 

Peace out! 

Jungle Cat 🐾