The Name Stealer

Frost's POV

I ran to the infirmary, worried about Sky, and found an empty bed. Praying to the gods that she would be there, I ran to our cabin. I tried to open the door, but it was locked. I jiggled the door handle and banged on the door, which, when I look back on it, was pretty pointless.

I heard mumbled talking, and pressed my ear to the door. I could faintly hear the talking, but I couldn't make out the words. I thought, maybe she's talking in her sleep, but I was hearing two different voices. Was she talking to her Employer, telling him about camp? I tried to brush the idea aside, but when I ran through my list of possibilities, this was the only realistic answer.


Sky's POV

I just sat up and stared at her like an idiot. My mouth was open, and I quickly closed it when I felt the drool dripping out. Yuck. I know. I wiped my mouth and tried to sit up straighter, but that resulted in shooting pains in my back. I laid down, with a cry of pain. Phoebe, I'm not calling her mom, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and sighed.

"Really Sky, I thought you'd be smarter than that, me being the goddess of intellect." She said with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes. She was wearing a white greek robe with gold trim, her hair and facial features, well, I couldn't tell. It was like she was there, but some other part of her wasn't, and the other part was her face. Weird.

I managed to to crack a smile. "Ya. Pretty stupid of me huh." I strained. She laid a hand on my chest, and shushed me.

"Shhh. Don't speak. It will only make you feel worse." I just sighed and shut up.

"I came to warn you. I have seen visions, about you. A prophecy, and none of it will end up like you plan.

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