A Second Life

21. Brain Invading

Daphne was the first one to bolt out the room, not paying attention to the fact that as Head Girl, she was not meant to comply with the fact that they were being let out 5 minutes early.

She turned the corridor so suddenly that anyone else who wasn't her would have got severe backlash. She narrowed her eyes on her targets and marched with faux confidence and a hint of anger.

"You two. Explain. Right now."

Apollo tried to speak first. "It's nothing-"

Daphne immediately cut him off, pointing her finger accusingly at him. "Don't you dare take that up with me Mister. It's obvious it wasn't nothing, and I'm not taking some quickly weaved up lie for an answer. Who are you people, why was she reciting prophecies that sounded like they had Greek names, and where did you really come from?"

"Ummm..." Apollo hesitated. He didn't know Daphne as well as the others did, and he had virtually no idea whether he could trust her or not.

"Do you know anything about Greek Mythology?" Percy asked, finally looking away from the window.

"A bit, why?" She asked, furrowing her brows slightly.

"Everything is real. Gods, Monsters, Titans, Primordials. I'm a demigod Son of Poseidon."

"How can I believe you?"

"You're in the presence of a God, I wouldn't really push my luck too much if I were you." Apollo said while giving a little comedic bow.

"Is this guy Zeus?" Daphne asked Percy.

"No! My father is way more of an asshat than me. I'm an absolute delight." He said, sounding vaguely offended. "I'm Apollo, God of the Sun, Prophecy, Music, Healing, Knowledge and Archery. In the flesh."

"What about the prophecies?"

"They were from quests that led to wars."

"Where did you come from?" She said incredulously, raising an eyebrow in disbelief.

"America."

"Fine. I'll accept it for now because we are about to be bombarded with hundreds of students, but I want a better explanation later."

"Deal. But you must swear on the Styx you won't tell anyone."

"Why? It's not like I'll go around saying you guys are Greek and anyone's going to believe me without thinking I've gone crazy." She rolled her eyes.

"Do it anyway." Apollo urged sending a pointed look her way.

"Whatever. I swear on the Styx to not tell anyone about Greeks and stuff." A quiet thunderclap sounded in the background.

"You can't break the oath by any means-"

"Else I'll face a fate worse than death. Yea, I know that much. I was forced to take Ancient Runes and Mythology for a whole year, I did learn some stuff you know."

As she finished her sentence, a stampede of students rushed past, giggling and talking. They sounded purely ecstatic about the fact that they could do whatever they wanted for five minutes before their next lesson.

"I'm not sure where the Occlumency classroom is." Daphne said, pointing her hand in the direction of the crowd of students.

"So you're saying we should follow them?" Apollo confirmed.

"I mean, if you don't want a detention, then yes, I'd recommend that you do follow them."

Apollo eyed Daphne skeptically before turning on his heel and grabbing the two and taking them with him.