Prisoner of the Sea

Chapter 13

I DO NOT OWN THE PJO/HoO SERIES, RICK RIORDAN DOES!!! THIS IS JUST A FANFICTION!!!

Chapter 13

Celeste had never moved faster.

She swam at an incredible speed, maybe even faster than Nora had, she didn't know.

The familiar sound of panic at the palace as they realized she was gone made her go even faster.

The currents pushed against her, obviously her father, but she easily bent the ocean to her will. Her father wouldn't stop her that easily.

She swam and swam and swam until her limbs begun to ache from the effort. She stopped, catching her breath and trying to rest.

"Celeste...I'm coming for you..."

"SHUT UP!" Celeste screamed.

There was no response.

Celeste stared longingly up at the surface, thinking about her brother once more. The stinging reminder that he no longer remembered who she was made a small, choked sob escape her.

"Why me?" Celeste murmured to the sky.

"Don't give up hope, young one." A voice said from behind her.

Celeste whirled to see a woman draped in darkness, her eyes cold and dark as night and her mouth etched into a thin line.

She looked as if she'd been to hell and back.

"Who are you?" Celeste asked, rising to her feet.

"That is not of import, but I do know your father." The woman said.

Celeste grumbled. "If you're here to take me back to him, I won't cooperate. I may be 6 years old but I can still defend myself."

The woman narrowed her eyes. "I have no intention of taking you back to him. That man is a fool. I'm here to speak to you."

Celeste looked at the woman skeptically. "Can you at least tell me your name?"

The woman sighed in annoyance. "Night. I am the goddess Night. Now enough foolish games. I need to speak to my daughter."

"Your daught-" Celeste cut off in a gasp as the woman, Night, placed two fingers on Celeste's forehead.

Celeste's bright sea green eyes rolled black and melted into dark black ones, similar to the goddess's.

"Hello mother." The demon child, Kayla, said through Celeste's voice box. "What an unexpected surprise."

"Enough child. Your antics end now. I care not of this girl's life, but you will stop this killing nonsense." Night scowled.

Kayla scoffed. "First you kick me out cause I'm not dark enough for you, not evil enough, and when I finally come up with a brilliant plan to take down Olympus, a blood bond on one of the most powerful demigods of this era, you tell me to stop!? If that's not mixed messages Mother then I don't know what is."

Night snarled, grabbing Celeste/Kayla by her neck.

Kayla just smirked as she felt her half-sister's wind pipe closing.

"Celeste protects me. All harm goes to her, not me. My body and soul is safely locked away in the corner of her mind. Soon, I will have complete control over her. You can't hurt me." Kayla said hastily.

Night released the small girl and watched her drop to the ground with a harsh cough.

"I may be dark, but I do not want to get on the bad side with the rulers of Olympus. And neither do you. You may be an immortal goddess Kayla, but that gives you no right to create a blood bond, one of the most dangerous forms of magic out there." Night said.