Una carta que dice todo (JasonxReyna Fic)ReynaUna carta que dice todo (JasonxReyna Fic) by camivf
Ella acababa de despertar, por primera vez en muchos años no pudo controlar sus pesadillas. Usualmente se imaginaba estar en los jardines de Baco y las catástrofes solo eran una ilusión, un reflejo en las aguas de la fuente, pero esta vez no fue así.
Soñó que estaba escalando una colina, y cuando llegó a la cima, vio un campamento. Todos tenían aproximadamente su edad, 16 años, y estaban reunidos alrededor de una fogata cantando bochornosas y estúpidas canciones. Sus remeras, naranjas, decían “Campamento Mestizo”. Entre la multitud vio a dos chicas paradas junto a un centauro: una rubia de ojos grises como la tormenta y una pelirroja de ojos verdes con muchas pecas en su cara.
¿Otro campamento? Reyna no podía creerlo, tal vez era una ilusión sin más. Eso debía ser. La rubia hablaba sobre un joven desaparecido. ¿Percy Jackson? Reyna quedó paralizada, su nombre
Riding the Waves (PJO and HoO) : Chapter 9Riding the Waves (PJO and HoO) : Chapter 9 by jeychen5
I hate nightmares.
You know the ones where fear engulfs you completely and you can’t move or scream? This one was like that, only ten times worse.
I was back on…that beach. I lay pathetically on the sand as Hayden hacked and slashed at the monsters trying to protect me. She looked determined, angry, and terrified all at the same time.
From beneath us, a woman laughed lazily. It didn’t sound like Amymone. The voice was colder and crueler and older. Her laugh penetrated through the earth and hit me with a chilly blast. My heart went into overtime.
Hayden hefted her axe, ready to strike the jeweled bottom into the sand. I tried to stop her—scream, move, anything that would prevent her from doing the move that would end her life. But I couldn’t move. All I could do was watch helplessly.
She struck the ground.
The earth beneath us shattered like glass, and we fell into darkness.
I fell. And fell. Wherever I was, it was a million times worse than shadow t
Chapter 5--Richer than the GodsChapter 5--Richer than the Gods by Fey-Light
Catherine paced around the rec room with her eyes focused on nothing, brows furrowed as she tried to piece together Nathan’s prophecy in her head. The seven demigods were standing around the rec table, leaning over and watching Catherine as if she had all the answers. She hated that. Normally she loved being in a position where people looked up to her and expected her to tell them what was going on...but she always had Chiron to confirm it and guide her if she lost track. Now it was just her. “Okay,” she said slowly, turning back to Nathan. “One more time, tell me the prophecy.”
Nathan repeated the Prophecy to her and Catherine stopped pacing to lean over the table, her grey eyes locked on Nathan’s face. “Darkness swells in the churning tides,” she murmured, looking out the window to the destruction of Camp Half-Blood. “That has to have something to do with what happened here.
The Vessel of Kronos~1~Eyes of GoldThe Vessel of Kronos~1~Eyes of Gold by Fey-Light
Five Years Old
You know, when I learned what I am, what I could accomplish, I never thought I would end up being the villain. Growing up, knowing who my father was, I thought I was a hero. I wanted to be a hero, more than anything else in the world. I wanted people to appreciate me, to think of me as their savior, to protect and guard my friends with my life.
But things didn’t work out like that. When you’re a demigod, things don’t normally go according to plan. It’s my fault, I know. I made amends for it in the end, of course, but what I did was wrong. But you don’t understand. You saw my story through the tale of another. Through Percy. You never saw it through my eyes.
And now you can. We’ll start at the beginning, and you’ll see what I’ve been through, what drove me to doing the awful thing
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