Daughter of Olympus

FESTUS POV : THE ECCENTRIC TITANESS

All I remember was a flash of light, then I passed out. I know you might think "Wow Festus! You are such a derp", but that was the most manly thing I could do. Suddenly, I landed on a huge boulder. I heard a huge cracking noise. I yelped, probably because I just broke my back. "Hullo?" said a girl right above me. I shrieked in surprise. Where did she come from? She chuckled, "Stay still, this is going to hurt". She turned her hand. The pain in my back increased, then subsided in a matter of seconds. I said to tell thank you, but it came out as "Thank- ughhh!" I yelled. She pain in my back started to grow again. The girl frowned, and said "My healing abilities were never the best". She pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. Her eyes were the same colour of the trees. The most mesmerizing part about her, was her hair. On the tips, it was pitch black, but at the roots, they were hot pink. The majority of it was golden, though. It seemed to sparkle. "You like my hair?" she asked, as if reading my thoughts "It's real threads of gold". She started to look familiar, the way she braids her hair, the way her eyes sparkle . "Calypso?" I asked her. She groaned. "No, i'm not Calypso" she sighed "I'm her sister, Dione".

    "Wait, Calypso is your sister?" I questioned. She sighed, again. "No one calls her Dione's sister" she muttered. "When did you see her last?" i asked. "You see here?" she said, pointing to the black part of her hair. She didn't seem to hear my question. That, or she was trying to change the topic. "This is strands of pure obsidian" she explained, running her hand through the hair. "The pink part is topaz?" I guessed. She nodded happily, skipping across the grey sidewalk . Then, I started to remember her name . She was Dione, goddess/titaness of precious metals.

    "Not many people see me often" she claimed as she skipped across from me "Zeus imprisoned me here". Suddenly, I felt angry. Who was Zeus to banish her here!? "Why?" I asked her. "Because i'm too valuable" she sighed "Do you know what could happen if someone captured me?". I gulped. Her form began to flicker. She started to fade. Dione sighed, again. "Don't worry" she assured me "Hecate's magic".

    Dione went on and on about how every part of her was a precious metal. Her eyes were emerald, her nails were silver, and her heart was a ruby. She sighed and told me about life, before when she was a nymph. She had black, glossy hair and a petite face. . Everyone loved her, until Hades cursed her. She was punished for being proud and obnoxious. I find that hard to believe now.  I can't imagine her like that. Suddenly, I had a genius idea! "Dione, why don't you come with me?" I asked her. She stopped and stared at me like i was a dufus. "Why don't you come with me?" she mimicked in a harsh tone "Of course I can't come with thee, you dummy!" she muttered under her breath. Her hair began to change colour to all the colours of the rainbow. "Woah!" i shrieked. Dione sighed. "This happens all the time" she claimed.

    "Hey, you never told me your name?" she asked. "Oh" I mumbled "It's Nicholas". She started to grin, out of nowhere! She started to laugh a squeaky laugh, as if she were eating tin cans. Her eyes turned from green, to dark purple. Then, she disappeared.

Ok ok, she didn't literally disappear, she kind of faded into thin air! Finally, I realized what made me mad, I was mad that Dione had gone insane, trapped, and lonely, just because of something she didn't ask for, something she couldn't control. She couldn't control being the daughter of Atlas, she couldn't control being beautiful. It made me want to strangle Zeus with my bare hands.

Suddenly, I saw Angela walk over to me. At least I thought it was Angela. She had the same sea-green eyes, same dirty blonde hair. But she was wearing a tank top and a skirt I would have never caught Angela in. "Nicholas" she said, breaking the silence. Then I noticed the different features. Her eyes seemed to sparkle, not glow like Angela's. Her hair seemed more light, more curly. "Nicholas" she said again, shaking me. "It's me Dione, not a monster. Not a monster". I stared at her blankly. "Please" she sobbed "It's Dione, not a monster.". I still stared at her. "I'M NOT A MONSTER! PLEASE!" she shrieked. She buried her face into her hands and sobbed. That seemed to snap me back to reality. "Dione" I assured "I know you're not a monster". She pulled me into a bear hug. "Back s-still br-broken!" I yelped. She giggled. Then I felt something. It was the same feeling when i'm around Angela . I think I like Dione ♥.