I wear tunic for the first time

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That night, I had the worst dream possible.

I was someone else, a guy probably since I was wearing a greek tunic, which felt a little breezy downstairs, and my hair was not in my face (thank the gods).

I was crouched behind a tree and was in the olive grove near campus. It wouldn't have been that smart since the trees were spaced out but it was nighttime, giving whoever I was the perfect opportunity to listen in.

Since it was so dark, I couldn't see who I was spying on. Two people stood in a clearing.

"The poison is complete, Strong one. Soon the students will fall into a slumber that not even Kronos can wake." One shadow said.

"Excellent. But we have more business to do. Their quest shall begin soon and I think we should send them some help on their way." A voice boomed. It was loud and earthy, enough to wake the dead from The Underworld.

"But, sir, we are on the brink of annihilating the warriors and-" The smaller voice said.

"And we need more time to stall the heroes. You know what heroes do, don't you?"  

"Use whoever they need to in order to finish their quests." The teenage voice said.

"Exactly. Now, I want you to be sure that you shall not fail. Our plan of ripping their happy family apart is almost complete. Now that Artemis is kidnapped, the gods are thinking of any possible suspects who have a bone to pick. Phase two shall begin in only a week, boy. Invading the hero's dreams shall work fine. " The deep voice thundered.

I emerged from the forest. "No, you won't. I know who both of you are and I will tell the students your plan." I said.

"Triumphant hero. I admire your courage. Why don't you fight near a lake so your father can save you?" The Strong one teased.

I charged. I took a ballpoint pen from my toga pocket and uncapped it. "Anaklusmos will destroy you. You shall be exposed and sent into the depths of Tartarus."

I swung my sword at the shadow but it didn't scratch him. Now that teenager left and my sword gave off some light, I couldn't recognize the man at all. He looked almost like a giant.

"Foolish boy. Ordinary Celestial bronze won't kill immortals." He swatted his hand across my face and I went flying.

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