Blessed

Prologue

I feel the sudden urge to go outside of my house. No, Clare, not safe, I think to myself annoyed. I stretch to my night stand to check my phone. 1:57 a.m. I turned in my bed, but cannot sleep. Rolling my eyes, I crawl out of bed, secure my pocket knife sewn into my pajamas, and grab the largest kitchen knife. Knife drawn, I tiptoe outside.

The clouds are parted, a golden glow sinking thorough the sky. The glow starts to take shape of a lady. I don't know why, but I curtsy. "Why am I curtsying? Who- who are you?"

"My dear, you know who I am."

"No- no I don't."

"Yes, you do. Think about it." I think and think and think, but I am still confused.

"Um.... Um.... You are.... Um... Ath...e...na?" Wait. That's not right. Why did I even say that?! Athena is the Greek goddess of wisdom and war. Greek myths are just- well, myths.

"That is right, Claresta Singster." What? That doesn't make any sense, but for some reason, I seem to understand.

"Uh... My lady, how do you know my name?" Clare suspects this is a time for formality and respect.

"I know everything about you, Claresta." Then how does she not know that I HATE that name? "Claresta, I realize you dislike your name, but I picked it for you because of what it means."

"You picked it for me?"

"Yes, dear. I dissolved into thought, and gave your dear mother an epiphany." Wait. What? "Your name, Claresta, means 'brilliant'. I chose it with meticulousness."

"But, my lady, why me?" The phrase 'my lady' gets old quick.

"You know why." I do?

"Um.. No, I don't."

"Yes, you do. Just think about it." Uh.... Um...

Suddenly, a memory I don't remember pops into my head. Athena stood before another golden glow. "My Lord and Father, I present to you the young mortal Claresta. Claresta would grow to be a strong and wise mortal already, as she is the descendant of you (remember your affair with that mortal Esmera a couple centuries ago), but now she shall host my powers, and be the wisest among mankind. She shall bring me honor." Zeus, who Clare realized the god before Athena must be, looks like he's about to stroke me with his lightening bolt. Athena faltered "m-my lord! I am sorry to have offended you! How ever shall I repay you?" Zeus's face softened.

"Firstly, you shall not start thinking yourself better than all the other gods. You shall find a mortal baby for each Olympian. Make sure I get the best, most amazing mortal, though."

"My lord, that could take a little time."

"Okay, Athena. How long shall it take."

"According to my calculations, only about ten years."

"Okay. I feared it would take some millennia, but since that is not so, you are dismissed, Athena."

The memory fades, and I stand in front of Athena. "Blessing- Zeus- Esmera?"Clare was still under shock.

"Yes, my dear."