I sat in my bed trying to figure out what time it was. I looked around my room to where my clock usually was but couldn't see so I settled for trying to extend my senses. I sat crisscross on my bed and took a deep calming breath and let my power flow through the room. I could feel the shapes but I couldn't see what they were colored. I focused on my clock and was relieved to find that Lachesis had changed it to an actual clock instead of the digital one I had. According to my clock it was 2:30ish am and I needed to get ready. I slowly stood up and made my way to my closet to pick out a shirt, then I made my way to my dresser and grabbed the rest of my clothes. I slowly made my way to the bath room and took a shower before slowly making my way to my door. As I opened the door I let my power spread and I noticed the strings of the people who walked by my room. I found a string to follow that looked as if it was going to my training room and was glad to find it was.
I finally made it to my training room to see three people's strings stop meaning they were just standing there. I tried to walk normal but I almost tripped on my own feet. I looked up and realized that the string I was following was one of the three. I slowly made my way over to them and tried to move past when one of them spoke.
"So it's true. They weren't joking." Everything was said factually and I found the voice familiar and it was feminine.
"I guess so Phoeb's. Now, we have to help the idjet get around." I sighed. I defiantly knew that voice.
"Gee, Neeks, don't mean to be a hassle. You know, just can't see anything over here. Now, will you help me to the center of the training room?" I heard a small chuckle.
"Sure. But only if you smother that aura of yours, it's crazy strong." I nodded and pulled my power back and heard them all sigh.
"You know I'm going to have to let it out while I work." I got an affirmative grunt and a hand on my shoulder leading me into the room."Wait, is there a paper on the door?"
"Yes, it's got eleven names on it." I nodded and we finally made it to the center where I proceeded to sit down.
"Phoebe, will you grab that bucket of string?"After I heard Phoebe drag it over to me I spoke again." Blackjack I need you to tell me what color string I'm touching and Nico I need you to read the names to me. Oh, and Phoebe, I'm going to need you to hold the strings for me." They all agreed and Nico read the first name on the list.
"Will Richards." I reached towards the bucket, grabbed some threads, and stopped waiting for Blackjack.
"Green." I sat the string down and reached for another and paused."Pink." I grabbed a few of them and handed them to Phoebe before reaching back into the bucket."Purple." I handed a few to Phoebe before groaning and reaching back into the bucket." Dark blue." I groaned as I handed them to Phoebe.
"This is taking to long. If I let my powers guide me this would go faster. Nico?" I asked him because I know if I let out to much people could be hurt.
"You could. If, you are very careful. You have to just release the powers that guide your choices." I nodded and said a prayer to Clotho.
'How do I focus on just your power and releasing it?' It wasn't long before I got my answer.
'You need to focus on peace.' I thought for a bit on what peace was to me and then spoke aloud.
"I know how to use my powers safely. Nico, I still need you to read names. Blackjack, Phoebe you can go sit with the rest." I then turned back to where the bucket was and thought of the crashing of waves against the sand and the sound of rain hitting the roof. Then I thought of the string of Will Richards and reached into the bucket and added some tan to the others. Then I grabbed the deep green and red. I put them to the side and pulled out the yellow threads from the bucket and put them aside. I put my hand back in the bucket and grabbed the orange string in a large handful. I then grabbed the bright blue and white and pulled all the strings back into my hands. I focused on the threads weaving together and heard a gasp to my left.
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Percy Jackson is The shadows
FanfictionPercy leaves camp and meets people who change his life. He gains family and friends he never thought he would. But what happens when part of his family starts turning against him?