The Story of Riley Jackson

Chapter 9

I looked into a nearby mirror. The person in front of me was different from Riley. Ceto. I was wearing a long pure white dioric chiton made of delicate silky materials tied with a gold rope around the waist. Golden sandals were on my feet, golden bands on my wrists, golden rings in my ears (same piercings as I have now: 3 on each ear and 2 cartilage), a small ring on my middle left finger, a small golden crown placed on the waves of my dark hair. It all looked nice, but the wrong person was wearing it all. The sharp features of my face didn't match at all with the soft outfit. The only thing that matched was the necklace of delicate silver rope with at small blue tourmaline of the dark shade of blue to match my big round eyes, bigger in the shock of why I am even wearing this. The necklace I have and keep hidden from the world under every garment I wear. Then it hit me.

"Your coronation clothes." Sciron answered for me. "Before the riots and your death, you looked like this."

"Like a queen." I whispered, still in shock. I turned around and tried to get a glimpse of the back. The back of the dress was open and stopped half way down the back, but my hair covered it. My hair went down to half my thighs. I made a full circle in front the mirror and the glass went dark. 

The white chiton turned dark, almost black, with grey spots and no trace of white left over, replaced by tears here and there. The golden sandals gone, displaying dirty feet. Same with the bands on my wrists and the rings in my ears. The crown was chipped and scratched, dried blood covering the dress and parts of my body. fresh blood trickled from my ear, as someone has pulled out the ring from my cartilage. I was scratched up and bruised and the right corner of my mouth was bleeding lightly. I moved to the left side of my rib cage, where most blood was coming from. I was stabbed. Thats how I died. The only thing that wearn't robbed of me was the necklace. My eyes didn't change either. They were the eyes of a leader. They were also the eyes that cause chaos and evil to stir in the seas. They were evil eyes and they were mine. 

"Your death garment" Sciron walked up to me. "was the only clothes that have ever matched you. I call it "dead to be queen" only you were queen when you died."

"Why are you showing me all this." I said, tears in my eyes as the pain of the bruises and cuts started to come too late. 

"So you will know who you really are. So you can continue to do what you wished to do." Now the pain from the stabbing was unbearable. My legs gave out and I was lying on the ground clutching my ribs. 

"Just let me go!" I screamed in agony as the pain burned my whole body.

"First tell me if you want to do what you wanted to do before you died." He said calmy, placing his boot on my rib cage where I was stabbed and putting preasure with each passing second.

"I don't remember what that was!" I was crying and screaming. It was too much for a 15 year olds body. 

"Figure it out. Then come back. But then it will be your last chance. I give you a week, Ceto. Just a week." And with that he lifted his foot and dropped it hard on my chest and I was gone. 

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Percy's POV

"So what do I need to do?" Leo asked again for the hundreth time.

"Go with Nico and Piper to the Underworld and look through the book of dead from the time of the royals of Eleusis and find some dead queen by the name Agave." Jason said.

"I still don't get what I'm supposed to do there." Leo said while he put the toy helicopter he just built in his tool belt. The whole group groaned at him.