The Angel and Their Gods

4 In Which a Vampire Was

Maybe it was another coincident under the skies of New York. Or maybe it was just a trick of the eye.

Annabeth thought she saw a familiar shade of red hair as she walked past a street. With Titania by herr side, Annabeth didn't want to scare her. Annabeth subtly glanced to Her side and saw a small red figure, "Rachel?" She muttered to herself.

"Who?" Titania asked. Annabeth's mutter sounded less like a mutter to her.

Once again, Annabeth glanced at the small red figure. And she was not Rachel Dare, by the redhead's side was a tall elegant woman. Annabeth hit herself on the shoulder internally as if she was disappointed that she had failed to recognise the new oracle of Camp Half-Blood. "A friend, but it was no, I can't really concentrate."

"I always just scream internally when I need to concentrate. It works surprisingly well." Titania replied.

"But you're twelve? Thirteen? You shouldn't be stressed enough to scream internally."

Titania tilted her head and placed a hand on the strap of her messenger bag, "My mum sent me to my cousins in Singapore for better education. I've lived there for a long time, but like, half an hour ago I was on a trip to one of the large malls and my aunt told us we're driving back to her place, so if we wanted to go to the loo, we better hurry."

"How does that involve with better education?"

"Singapore is the smartest city, my mum sent me there so I wouldn't grow up like those weird selfish girls. There's a lot of schoolwork, and I could never catch up." She replied.

Annabeth reassured, "Neither can I, I have ADHD and dyslexia, I can't concentrate even for a bit."

"That must be so hard," Titania said. "My aunt thought I had ADHD because I can't just sit properly at dinner. Our perspectives are different, the doctor dismissed her assumption, though. I mean, I can pay attention, I can read, but I can't imagine having difficulties reading."

Annabeth must have gotten something wrong, but she had decided her hypothesis, and she would stick by it until they have reached the entrance to Camp Half-Blood. "I like reading too, but I can only read a bit of Greek." Annabeth didn't want to freak Titania out the fish half an hour they've met, so it may not be such a good idea to tell her that Annabeth could only read in Greek.

"A bit of Greek? Oh, right."

"Greek is my native language in some circumstances," she replied, "It's complicated."

Their conversation paused for at least another hour. Annabeth was surprised that Titania did not interrogate her when it was starting to get dark, and neither did Titania whine about walking too much, but Annabeth saw the exhaustion in Titania's movements as she slumped on a bench next to the phone box. "Make it quick," she said.

Annabeth realised she had no coins, she only had a single drachma. She looked around, there was a small, domestic fountain outside a closed diner. "Does your phone have a flashlight?"

Titania, laying in a supine position raised her left hand, carrying her phone and said, "Yeah. Do you mind if I call my parents? You don't look like you use your phone much."

She was not obnoxious, at least, probably not for now. Annabeth supposed that Titania would think of herself as someone who kept making pointless assumptions, but at least Annabeth knew that Titania was being vigilant in a situation that her wellbeing was not favoured. "Can you shine the light at the fountain?"

From the backside of Titania's phone, the flashlight shone at the flowing fountain, a rainbow erupted from it, Annabeth there the drachma into the water and said, "Oh Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, please accept my offering."