Chapter three:
Annabeth
I shivered in the dark cell. The toad women had put us all in different cells, each stoping us from breaking out. Leo's was fire proof. Pipers was sound proof, along with Drew's. And mine was plan proof. I couldn't think of anyway to break out.
And even if we did, there were hundreds of wizards blocking the exit. And we didn't even have our strongest players.
I remember what happened. It haunted me, like a nightmare. Only this one was real and it was no nightmare.
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We were having a camp party. We had saved the world yet again so we thought it was a reason to party. The Hunters, Camp Jupiter, everyone was invited, even Nico was.
I remember that some Hecate kids looked really nervous. Like.....something was gonna happen.
But I didn't care. All I cared about is that Percy and I were alive.
Rachel had come up running in with a frightened look on her face.
"What is it Rachel?" I asked. She looked at me and her eyes turned green, symbolizing she had a prophecy.
"A Mighty camp with heroes brave
Will meet the end of a dark new age
Destroyed by ones you know not
And broken by a wizards hand.
The Boy Who Lived will raise,
To Meet the Savior of Olympus
And attempt to heal the broken ones
To put a stop to the age of dark
And save the kind who he knew not."
She passed out. Apollo kids came rushing over while every looked at Percy.
Normally prophecies don't happen right away. Or start taking place right away. But this one did.
Something hit the barrier and we all froze. It hit the barrier again and we all ran to see who it was.
It was an army holding sticks. The toad women in front and a smirk on her face. She said something I couldn't make out and the barrier shattered.
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You can guess what happened next.
The toad women (she said her name was Dolores Umbridge) had brought Percy, Jason, Thalia, and Nico downstairs to tortuer them in front of the rest of the wizardly world to prove we weren't a threat.
I kept thinking back to the prophecy. Savior Of Olympus obviously meant Percy, but who was The Boy Who Lived? And what in the name of Hades did he live through? Murder? Death? Life?
All I knew about him was stuff from my dreams, and all I got was a lighting bolt scar. But, if he's a wizard, does that mean he was blessed by Zeus? Or is he the son of Zeus, but his mom is a witch?
No matter if this guy is a demigod, or a wizard blessed by Zeus, I do know this. We were going to be saved by one of our own kind.
But the prophecy said "and save the kind he knew not". That means he's not a demigod, he's a wizard. But then how'd he get the scar?
I sighed and leaned up against the wall. Tomorrow, we were going to be sent to a place call "Azkaban". It's like a wizard prison with things called Dementors who are like vampires. I think....
"All this thinking is making my head hurt." I said. Then I frowned. I spend way too much time with Percy.
"Lights out!!" A guard yelled. I rolled my eyes. We HAD no lights, but whatever.
I laid down on the bench and just stared at the ceiling. The prophecy was confusing me, but then again, that's what they're suppose to do. Never be clear.
I wanted to sleep, but I was afraid I would dream. All demigod dreams mean something, and I don't want to dream up something bad.
The dreams I've been having lately have been all about the boy who lived, and all I see is a lighting scar, and a lot of green light. There's a women screaming too.
My eyes closed against my will and I drifted of into a some-what peaceful sleep.
I had the same dream I've been having only this time I heard out a mans voice. All I caught was the name Lily and Harry. The same green light came and the dream stopped and a baby boys lighting scar.
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