A New Order of Chaos

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While Rachel was unconscious, she was aware of what was happening around her.

However, her consciousness wasn't the normal one, as she was more of a conscience than a presence. Her mind was locked into a room with no windows and walls painted in a horrible green color.

"Hello?? Someone out there?!" she yelled for help, though when you're inside a mind box with no windows has no results. She also realized that she wasn't speaking, or at least, noises weren't coming out of her mouth, but her mind. Spooky...

"It's been a while, Rachel Elizabeth Dare..." Rachel turned around at the sound of that voice, to only see a snake with her in the room. Taking a few steps back, Rachel eyed it, warily "If I wanted to hurt you, I'd had done that long ago..."

"Long- who are you? Better yet, what are you?" she questioned the snake, realizing it couldn't be a normal snake if it could talk to her.

"I'm the Spirit of the Oracle of Delphi" the snake introduced herself, surprising the young hostess "I take this form because, even I serve Apollo now, I can't let go of Python's influence on me..."

"That's kind of logical..." Rachel nodded, agreeing with her.

"Rachel, there's something you must know that will prevent another civil war between the gods and the demigods... I'm here to show you the future, the actual future... It'll happen one way or another" the snake explained to her, making Rachel open her eyes in surprise, while her brain started to think on hundred miles per hour.

If what the snake was saying was true, she could not stop it from happening, but it would allow her to prevent another war between gods and demigods. Why there would be a war between gods and demigods? Was there any traitor among them again, working for the Primordials? Were the Guards of Chaos? A demigod? An upset Legacy? Maybe... maybe a jealous god?

"If there's nothing I can do to stop this, why are you here?" she reasoned, trying to make the snake talk.

"Believe it or not, you're a powerful mortal among the demigods... You can make their leaders understand the situation and guide them through the path of non violence..." the snake replied, raising up to her eyes "You'll be the newest pacifier of this generation..." Suddenly, the snakes eyes began to glow and Rachel was trapped in the vision of the future.

Rachel was in a big throne room, seated at the left side of the door, that was facing the two main thrones. She only knew that those were the main ones because of the position and not because of the ostentatious designs, as they were thrones equals at the one she was sit on. Her left hand was held by someone on her right and, it wasn't forced. It was held with love.

Looking around the room, Rachel saw several familiar faces around. Lacy, Butch, Clovis... Familiar faces that she saw everyday at Camp. Will and Nico were also there, seated one next to the other and talking in whispers about the gods knows what. The room was modest and reminded her of an old temple, very simple, yet transmitted so much.

The door finally opened and twelve people walked in, some were wearing chains, while others were walking freely around it. Rachel recognized them immediately: the Twelve Olympians. Rachel wondered what had they done that forced someone to put chains around their wrists, but considering some of them wanted to kill them, it was a good precaution. Just a few, like Poseidon, Hermes and Hephaestus were without them.

The throne room was suddenly filled with the rest of the people that were supposed to be there, completing all the seats. Rachel almost got a heart attack when she saw Leo next to a light brunette girl, holding her hand. Frank was also there, with Hazel and Jason was wrapping an arm around Piper, in comfort. Curious, Rachel glanced to her side and saw that the person holding her hand was non other than Octavian.