The Eyes of Medusa

Chapter 13

Hannah's POV:

I woke up to a foot in my side. I looked at the body who the foot belonged to. Grace lay sleepily on the floor of the Hermes Cabin with me, a little bit of drool running down her cheek. How attractive. I wiped my own cheek, removing a bit of slobber. A family trait.
    I tossed and turned a bit in till I realized that I wasn't going back to sleep tonight. Gods forbid, I thought as I got up. I grabbed my new, reverse Camp Halfblood sweatshirt (black with orange logo) and pulled it over my head. I slipped my knife in the front pocket and laced up my combat boots before stepping outside. The crisp morning air surrounded my body. I slipped through the camp unnoticed, forgotten while the demigods were in dreamworld.
I decided to go for a little hike to clear my head as I neared the forest. I passed Zeus's Fist and a bunch of other place the demigods at camp have told be about. I stumbled a crossed a cave the had a magical feel to it. No dip it feels magical! Everything in the Greek and Roman world is magical, unnatural! I stepped into the dark cave.
     As I walked farther in, I became aware of the quiet snores at the back of the cave. I ran my hand on the ruff wall until I suddenly bumped into something smooth. I flicked the light switch, basking the room in a orange- yellow color.
    I looked around at my surroundings amazed. The source of the light that I had turned on, came from torches that lined the walls of the cave. There was a giant snake skin rug on the floor that seemed to be the center piece of the room. On the wall opposite of me was a canopy bed. It had a paint splattered bed spread with maroon pillows. This sure beats La Casa Hermes. There was an easel propped up on the side of the huge bed.
     There also was a red wood bookshelf in the corner of the room. The selves had a mixture of paint brushes, paint, other art supplies, books, journals, and etc on them. I scanned the books and noticed most of them only had a date on the side for a title. I opened one that had the date 1939 on it and flipped to the first page. It read:

A half-blood of the eldest gods

Shall reach sixteen against all odds

And see the world in an endless sleep

The hero's soul, a cursed blade shall reap

A single choose shall end his days

Olympus to preserve of raze

Underneath it was a little note. It read:

Perseus Jackson, the son of Poseidon, competed the Great Prophecy in 2005-2009.
-R.E.D

    Who is R.E.D? I decided to check out the book later and shoved it under my arm. I grabbed another book labeled 2010 on it. A flipped to another random page and read another prophecy.

Seven half-bloods shall answer the calls,

To storm or fire the world must fall.

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bare arms to the Doors of Death.

Perseus Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Piper Mclean, Jason Grace, Hazel Lesveque, Frank Zhang, and Leo Valdez completed this prophecy in 2010.
-R.E.D

     After a few minutes of scanning other books of the past I was quiet surprised by how many prophecies Percy Jackson was in and how old some of the prophecies were. The thing that surprised me most was that there was a book with the tittle 2015 on it. The year Grace and I were born. When I flipped to the first page, I noticed these pages were labeled by exact time, day, and months and that it was like a journal.

I would have never touched the book if I'd have known that it would change my whole world again.

Author's Note:

The title's meaning will get clear from here on out.
Shout outs to PipxrMclean and sophiearthur for help. I might post the assignment on Wattpad to see what you guys think.
I had a snow day today so I spent my time writing this for you guys. Shoutout to my readers. Love you all!
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