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A prophecy was coming. I could just feel it. It bubbles up inside me and just pushes, trying to get out. I forced it down. Not right now, okay? I thought. But it kept coming.

Jacob was face down on the ground. Someone had knocked him over and out. A girl with long black hair with white stripes (I have never been good at remembering all the demigod's names) was looking around wildly. "No! He... he... he's dead!"

I yelled, "Monsters come back, remember?!"

She grumbled, "That's no monster."

I looked at the shadow. "He sure LOOKS like a monster!"

She stared at me.

Notes

Sorry! I'm extending it later.