The Cursed Ones

"Wait. Why? How do I die and why can't you tell me how I can avoid all of this?! I mean, if it's life or death why can't you tell me?" My voice got louder and louder.

She cringed. "I'm so sorry Lizzie but I can't. Being the oracle I'm restrained by ancient Greek laws and I can't change someone's destiny. Apollo is already mad I've told you this much." She said.

"So you can't tell me how? Can you tell anyone else? Or at least help me. Please." I begged. "At least give me a clue as to how."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Talk to Annabeth. You can trust her. She can help you find a way to, let's say cure, your destiny. But be careful. Trying to control a prophecy or change the future never ends well."

"I will, and thanks. But next time, don't tell me Im going to die if you can't tell me how not to die." I said and ran out.




The next morning I went and grabbed Annabeth. "I need your help and it's life or death. Rachel said I could trust you and that you can help me." I said. She looked up from the book she was trying to read.

"Let's go to the library. Follow me. It's more private there." She said. When we got to the library there were a couple kids sitting at tables. Annabeth snapped her fingers and all the kids ran out. "I hate doing that but I could tell it was and emergency, and we need to talk."

I nodded and sat down at an empty table. I fidgeted. "Rachel said you can trust me. Don't be afraid to talk to me." So I I told her everything Rachel said, word for word. When I finished Annabeth didn't say anything. Instead she walked over to a bookshelf and grabbed three books.

"I don't know if these will help but we can try." So we sat down and flipped through the books. None of them helped. Of course. Annabeth slammed the book closed. "Ugh. Chiron may be able to help. Or Percy."

I shook my head. "No. I can't tell anyone else. Promise me you won't tell anyone. Not even Jazz." She looked wary. "Please?" She reluctantly nodded. "Thanks anyway." I said and walked out. I went to the Big House to get my schedule and went through the day in a haze.

That at night I had nightmares. Annabeth and Percy were running after me, yelling at me to stop and that they could help but for some reason I kept running, knowing they couldn't. I heard a million voices in my head, all of them evil. One was louder than the others and I had a feeling he was pushing thoughts into my head and somehow controlling me. The scene changed and I was being attacked by demigods, deranged bloodthirsty demigods. They all were screaming for blood like insane people, but they were screaming for blood of the cursed one.

I woke up in a sweat. It was that way the next day too. And the same nightmares at night. I knew I should tell Chiron. He was so old and had trained so many demigods maybe he could help me. But something kept holding me back.

Notes

Sorry. I promise I'll finish later.