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BOOK TWO OF THREE !!!
Mitchell didn't expect to wake up from a nightmare, only to find himself in a real one. When he finds Percy's bed empty in the middle of the night, he freaks out.
Mitchell will do whatever it tak...
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MITCHELL PLACED PIPER ON THE COUCH, luckily, she was still breathing. Rachel rushed down the hall to get a med kit. Piper 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 her forehead and grimaced. "Her mind is in a fragile state. Αγελαστος, what happened?"
"I wish I knew," he said. "As soon as Rachel got to camp, she said she had a premonition about Hera's cabin. She went inside. I came in with Piper while she was there. We talked, and then she just started speaking in a different voice."
"A prophecy?" Chiron asked.
"No. The spirit of Delphi comes from within. Rachel knows how that feels. This was like long distance, a power trying to speak through her."
Rachel 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—" Mitchell started.
"To free her from a prison?" Jason guessed.
Mitchell glared at him. "How did you know that?"
Chiron made a three-fingered gesture over his heart, like a ward against evil. "Jason, tell them. Rachel, the medicine bag, please."
Chiron trickled drops from a medicine vial into Piper's mouth while Jason explained what had happened when the room froze—the dark misty woman who had claimed to be Jason's patron. When he was done, no one spoke, which made him more anxious.
"So does this happen often?" he asked. "Supernatural phone calls from convicts demanding you bust them out of jail?"
"Your patron," Mitchell said. "Not your godly parent?"
"No, she said patron. She also said my dad had given her my life."
Mitchell frowned. "I've never of heard anything like that before. You said the storm spirit on the skywalk claimed to be working for some mistress who was giving him orders, right? Could it be this woman you saw, be messing with your mind?"
"I don't think so," Jason said. "If she were my enemy, why would she be asking for my help? She's imprisoned. She's worried about some enemy getting more powerful. Something about a king rising from the earth on the solstice"
Mitchell turned to Chiron. "Not Kronos. Please tell me it's not that."
The centaur looked miserable. He held Piper's wrist, checking her pulse. At last he said, "It is not Kronos. That threat is ended. But . . ."
