Stacey Pendragon-daughter of the sea

STACEY POV

I ran all the way to Rachel’s den, huffing and panting. I stopped for breath outside, bent over to my knees. I straightened up and looked at the doorway, suddenly nervous. What if she didn’t know where it was? Or if it was somewhere near…
Stop being so pessimistic, Stacey! Just go in and get over with it!
I took a deep breath and started towards the entrance of her den when a sudden chill overtook the air around, causing me to shiver. What was that? The weather today was as of weird, the sun beating down my back when it was supposed to be snowing. It was December, for crying out loud. Could it be Titania?
But how could she control the weather? I noticed this for the first time today, and it was too scary. And how come none of the mortals noticed anything? I guessed the people and the House was working overtime in controlling the Mist.
I took a deep breath and walked in without knocking. “Hello! Anybody home! Rachel, are you there? It’s Stacey!”
“BOO!”
“Aaaaahhh! I screamed and fell on my butt, covering my face. "Rachel! You scared me!” I scowled at the rolling form on the floor, who happened to be Rachel, laughing her ass off.
“Holy… holy Apollo!Rachel clutched her stomach, panting for breath. I frowned and lifted myself from the floor, dusting my jeans and walked to the door, ready to leave when she caught my hand and turned me around.
“Come on, now. Don’t be a kill joy. I was just having some fun with you. Don’t be so serious”, Rachel grinned at me from within her tangled curls falling all over her face. I huffed and nodded, not in the mood for all this.
“Oh-Kay. Someone’s in a grouchy mood. What’s eating you up?” Rachel settled onto one of the mats laid out motioned me to do the same. I sat opposite her, Indian style and she nodded. “Speak up”.
I told her what had happened early this morning, Titania’s ‘rebirth’,what Annabeth overheard and her lashing out at me, my spat with Nico, the camp’s behavior towards me and Chiron’s idea. “So, this is how my day was. Do you have any idea where could Hecate’s temple be?”
Rachel let out a whistle, eyebrows raised. “Phew. That’s one hell of a day you had. So, you need a prophecy for this quest, huh?”
I nodded. “Hmm, by now, the Oracle should have already possessed me. I wonder why”, Rachel pondered, eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean by that?” I asked, confused.
“I don’t like to admit it, but since you’ve arrived at camp, the Oracle has not been responding to me. Not that anybody asks for prophecies nowadays, but yet…”
“So you mean my arrival has triggered something?” I asked annoyed. She shook her head, “no, what I mean is that, this lady, Titania, she has something to do with this. Perhaps she doesn’t want you to have any leads with your quests or maybe something of that sort. I fell the oracle is trapped by someone. I’ve got a feeling Titania has captured it. What do you think?”
I fell silent after what she told me, thinking. What if she was right? If it was possible, then would we never have any leads on our quests? The thought frightened me immensely. What if…
Suddenly, Rachel doubled over, coughing out smoke. I rushed to her help. When she straightened up, her eyes were green and there was a weird expression on her face.
Here we go.

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