The Unknown

Chapter 13: The drawing of war

"Sadly, that may not be enough," Chaos started but before she could continue there was a crash and the doors flew open.

"She had a seeing!" It was Octavian running in with his wife, and 'colleague' Rachel Elizabeth Dare, slouched on his side and in his other hand was a pair of canvases.

The gods jumped into action; Hestia summoned a bed, Hermes and Apollo helped Rachel into the bed and the rest gathered around the pair. Seeings were very rare, in fact an entire seeing hasn't happened for over five centuries. Partial seeings are more rare and often confused with demigod dreams, but seeings are done by oracles or others with the gift of prophecy. A look into the future, not only words but the actual scene to know what is to come.

Rachel had a partial seeing years ago at the end of the titan war, she was able to do that because she was destined to be the next oracle but this was a full seeing and potentially the greatest advantage the gods have.

"What did she see?" Athena inquired, Rachel's eyes cracked open slightly and she started to mutter. Octavian dropped the canvases and kneeled next to her, grabbing her hand.

"White blessing...Chaos falls...wolf...black...too big...Earth wins" She was only able to get out those words before fading into unconsciousness.

Ares spoke up, "Is that a good thing?"

"I don't know." Athena didn't like how much she was using that phrase.

Apollo scooped up the canvases and began to study them looking at one of them, "This isn't good."

"What is it?" Aphrodite's voice was small and she looked scared.

Apollo set down the canvases for everyone to see, both seemed to be paintings of war. The first one was, a battle was being played out; a woman was laying down on the ground, she had tanned skin, black hair, her eyes were closed and her body looked weak and she was lying in a crater. Standing above her was a man with messy raven black hair and from what they could see the same skin color as the woman, wearing what looked like a black suit and a sword made of utter darkness in hand. But his body was facing away from the woman, showing only his back in the painting. Farther into the background there was a large man, his aura a harsh, blinding, white. The man wore a white suit and had pale skin with white hair. Overall he was all white but obviously powerful and this man was carrying a solid white sword, looming over the two figures.

Wary glances were thrown to Chaos, this woman was obviously her; she looked the exact same as in the picture. Worry was obviously present on her face. But the next painting was just as foreboding.

It depicted figures on the ground, all the gods could make out themselves or their children, they don't look dead but rather tired, beaten and some passed out. But even worse, it is recognizable they are on the foot of Olympus, some sitting on the steps up to it. Standing facing the group was an army that looked as if it hadn't seen battle, but this was not an army of monsters, no it was an army of titans, giants and some of the strongest monsters including Typhon, who is touching the ground, looming over all and showing his frightful figure. The only sign of any hope is who is standing in-between the 2 groups, a single man, same raven black hair as the other man and he was wearing the same thing from the back but the difference was his sword in hand, a gleam of bronze was shown on the sword. But the strange part was when they saw his shadow; it wasn't human but rather the profile of a wolf, baring its teeth at the army before them.

"This is a look into the future, the fates have decreed it and we can't do anything about it. Let us just hope that this ends in our favor." Apollo, in his most sober state, like everyone else, lost most of his hope. These paintings show a grim future, one where their entire existence lies in the hand of two men. Most could guess who these were supposed to be, if their hopes and information are right, but can the pair be enough for them to prevail?