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𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟒
┏━━━━ ★ ━━━━┓ 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓙. ┗━━━━ ★ ━━━━┛
He had his normal nightmare, one he's had all his life. He was being forced to take a standardized test while wearing a straitjacket. All the other kids were going out to recess, and the teacher kept saying; Come on, Percy. You're not stupid, are you? Pick up your pencil.
Then the dream went creepy.
Percy looked over at the next desk and saw a girl sitting there, also wearing a straitjacket. She was his age, with unruly black, punk-style hair, dark eyeliner around her stormy green eyes, and freckles across her nose.
Somehow, he knew who she was. She was Thalia, daughter of Zeus.
She struggled against the straitjacket, glared at him in frustration, and snapped, Well, Seaweed Brain? One of us has to get out of here.
She's right, his dream-self thought. He's going back to that cavern. He's going to give Hades a piece of my mind.
The straitjacket melted off him and he fell through the classroom floor. The teacher's voice changed until it was cold and evil, echoing from the depths of a great chasm.
The cursed girl, it said, you said you will convince her, yet she is still helping the boy.
He was back in the dark cavern, spirits of the dead drifting around him. Unseen in the pit, the monstrous thing was speaking, but this time it wasn't addressing him. The numbing power of its voice seemed directed somewhere else.
I can convince her, my lord. Another voice, one Percy almost recognized, answered at his shoulder. She has no choice in being there...But do we really need her?
Percy looked over, but no one was there. The speaker was invisible.
Yes, the monster said in almost a sneer, she will be the final nail in their coffin. We cannot just end one side, we must gain strength on both.
She is predictable, my lord, unlike Percy Jackson, the voice next to him said.
Percy Jackson, it said. Yes, the exchange went well, I see. And he suspects nothing?
