Version 2016

Hello all,

Writing

  When I first started this I wanted to improve my writing skills. I know that I've been on and off in the two years of this blog but I want to thank you for you all for your persistence. I also put this blog together to help organize my research which has helped over the years but since life has it's qualities I've backed off of my writing. 

  My plan is to pick up the blog for next year and hopefully keep it more active than I have in the past. Sadly, I will not be ending the current 2015 versions that I've created. What I will do is pick up from where I ended and start again. Consider it a part three of some sort. I hope this doesn't bother any of you but it is my decision. 

  I will say that I am grateful. This blog has improved my writing skills. However, as most of you have noticed I write then I post. What I try to do is edit before it post but I cannot catch all of my mistakes which is why I occasionally read over my work and repost it on the days that are scheduled. 

  Tumblr

  Sadly, the tumblr blogs Dragon Dungeon and the whole museum have not been as active. I do not have as much time as I used to and every time I make something to explain what I do in order to gain partners something happens to those notes. At the moment of me writing this, I am not sure if I will continue Dragon Dungeon since I do know that others have come to create their own version of the museum. I am proud of this and also sad that I started something and yet I am not able to continue it. Truth be told, I spent about five hours a day doing blog work. My next step was to start selling that way I could keep up with everything but again, situations arise and I was not able to. 

  If I am able to pick up the blogs again, I am hoping to open up a store. This will be a hopeful goal for 2016. 

Personal

  The new year will be starting soon. I want you all to know what has presented itself to me. I will be picking up school again. My tuition isn't pocket change but it is less than what it could be. There was an offer for me to be an English Major when I graduate but I decided against it because I wanted to experience life a different way and I've made that decision. This coming Spring semester I will be taking two classes and I will be working my normal shift and my job. 

  College has always been a question. I wanted to take some time off but I was threatened and now I'm registered. My plan was to move out but I know that with my conditions I cannot live on my own. I current work graveyard shift at a convenient store/ gas station. I am talking to someone (yay relationships) who has made me realize more about my personality and how I make choices. 

  I want to keep my graveyard shift job. I have social anxiety and am anxious if I'm alone for long periods of time. I'll be picking up three classes. I'm testing whether or not I want to get back into music, public speaking, and this freshman class that they're forcing me to take about 'life decision' which I'll probably be late to because I get off of work at 7am. My body has done well enough to wake up at 11:30am but I don't want to count on it. The class itself starts at 12 noon. 

  Wish me luck. I'll do everything I can to keep this blog up to date. Thank you for your support as always. 

-Danieljames Domar

Where the stories stand 

(Endings)

Revelation of Dragons

The Descendant 

Week Twelve: Silenced

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I know I haven't updated but I realize why I did stop. Do you people understand how difficult this story is to write? You know how much LACK of resources I have when I am trying to teach you about Dragons yet there is almost nothing written on them? I'm focusing on the different Mythologies but I'd love for you all to realize that out of all the places that I could live in, America is too young to have stories of dragons. 
  "Oh look Abe! You think slavery is a problem? Look out the window. There be dragons at our doors." 
  Like. How the hell do you respond to that? "Um. ready the muscats... I'll grab my axe." 
  The whole white house shakes. SWAT TEAM GO. We have a massive dragon on the scene aiming for the president. Like. lol. We're not even civilized. We're fighting amongst each other. Brother verse brother and here this dragon comes destroying them both. I mean. How would you react to that? 
  Pardon me my fellow Americans but do we have myths? What, Luis and Clark run into nymphs to lead them across the vast lands? Sacagwea the nymph? NO we had Indians! We came over, took over their land, declared it ours, and in the end this nymph Sacagawea.... Yea I'm done ranting guys... I hope you all understand that I wish this was any easier for me to write as factual as possible but in all reality. Dragons are a true mystery.  -6/22/14

  I love writing this story. Older version me can shut up because it's fun XD -
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  Vile's skin cooled as the water absorbed into him. He had been called upon above the Atlantic and hit the water unconscious. Sweeping him to its yearning destination, the water controlled his route sending him deeper and deeper into what he believe to be the Atlantic.

  Whispers filling Vile's head, his oceanic eyes glowed as he slowly opened them. Gasping, Vile could feel the water course through his gills. Exhaling, he sat up and surveyed his surroundings. The ocean floor occurred pitch black to most but to Vile, his eyes adjusted to the dense blue.

  You have arrived. Stated a voice. We've been waiting. 

  Vile shook his head. Were you the ones who called me about the underworld?  He wondered.
  No response only the flow of the current to lead him. Vile steadily breathed. He had done this many times before when he tried to commit suicide. He would await his doom and jump into deep pools of water back first and never landing so. His eyes would open in amazement, his breath became slow and his mind would calm. Even in a panicked state he could sense the remedy willing to sing him to relaxation.

  Following the current, Vile watched as marine life lit his path. Certain plants would glow as he approached them, leading the way. Once past, they would dim. It was as if the light knew the time of arrival and departure. Vile loved the ocean. However, he also feared it. No one could swim to the depths that Vile could. After a swimming in the depths for so long he realized that he could go even deeper than submarines which arose the question, how was he not dead from swimming to the ocean floor?

  Tasting the water, Vile sensed a different sensation. He had gone swimming with Xeq on a cruise in the Caribbean. This water tasted slightly different. Glancing up, Vile could feel the individual ships above him. Where exactly was he?

  Behind him, the current stopped. Setting his foot on the sand floor, the plants lit up Vile's pathway once again. Avoiding stepping on as many creatures as possible, Vile began to walk forward.

  Here. The voices called. We are here. 

  Vile shook his head as he met their voices.

  Guardian of the Underworld. Descendant of the Lernaean Hydra. 

  Vile listened intently.

  Save us. 

  Vile sighed. Spitting out a small fish that had swam into his mouth in the process.

  How? I do not see you. He thought but then thought for a moment.

  Tail whipping out and teeth growing, Vile brought forth his true self. Eyes glowing the oceanic blue as before, he roared upwards causing a massive whirlpool to send out a signal. Vile pitied the ships that were of ranged, however, seeing that he could do nothing about them he accepted the fate he placed upon them to become one with the ocean. Snapping his jaw shut, Vile could feel his wings had shrank and his fins had enlarged. He had never summoned his true self in as much freedom as the ocean floor.

  Turning back to the voices, Vile glanced to see the different vibes that he could sense as his true self. The many spirits stood before him, some float, others even playing tag. He assumed those were the children.

  Whoa. Vile gasped. There are many of you.  He thrashed his head back and forth. How may I be of service? 

  Guardian of the Underworld. Lead us. The whispers began to fill Vile's mind. Yes. Lead us home. Lead us. 

  Vile shook his head. I would love to. He said and cheers filled his mind. He frowned the best way he could with his dragon features. But I know nothing of Lernaean nor his guardianship. 

  The voices silenced and the free spirits faced him with the best of their abilities.

  Why does it rain...rain...rain...down in Utopia? Vile's ears rang. Why does it have...to...kill...the ideal of who we are? 

  Vile shook his head. "No." He muttered his true self shimmering. The word left his mouth in a bubble of defiance.

  Why does it rain...rain...rain..down in Utopia? Vile gasped as he tried to force himself to focus. How will the light die down telling us who we are?

  Vile's eyes strained as he finally regained focus. That song is recent compared to you. How do you know it? 

  We gave them the inspiration. Said one simply, this voice seemed thicker than the rest. Take us, dear Hydra. Take us home. 

  Vile shook his head. I've only seen one Hydra and it was trying to kill me. 

  Or, it was trying to bring you back to where you belong. 

  Vile's eyes darkened. I know where I belong. 

  In the wind with your fins and gills? Replied the same voice. You have adaptation skills of the Western skies but you will never deny the true blood of the waters. 

 If he hadn't been in his true self form nor under water his eyes would be brimming with tears of frustration.
  You were in denial of your life. Wanting to end it. Vile squinted his eyes. We know what you have done, where you are from, and who you are Guardian. Please. Lead us home. 

  Vile sighed. Where exactly these spirits wanted to go was of no idea to him. However, this Hydra they spoke of... it tore at his mind. Why would they mistake him, a dragon of water and sky, to be a descendant of a hydra that obviously was only of marine life? Vile struggled. He wanted to help these people. They made him feel important. However, the problem was that he didn't know how to help them. Nor did he understand their confidence in his descendant. Consumed by his thoughts he realized the absence in his mind. Xeq was a dragon of the skies, one of the fastest at that, and he was gifted with swimming and flight. Yearning for an emotional heart felt reaction, Vile reached deep. Roar emerging from deep within his serpent like center he shot his head toward the sky. His heart. He could not feel a single beat.

Week Eleven: The Hydra's Heart

  Xeq put his hand to his heart.

  “You miss your brother?” He asked as he observed Xeq. Xeq sighed. “Yea. I do. But if you can tell me about this Hydra’s heart then he’ll have to wait.”

  “You took something of his.” Mioko said as Xeq sat Indian style by the river inside the mountain, the same place Mioko had brought him to when he first fell from the sky.

  “No?” Xeq said in confusion.

 “The wind tells me that he had fallen into the Atlantic.”

  Xeq got up in shock. “What?”!

  “He’s hurt?” Xeq questioned in panic.

  “He’s okay.” Mioko said with an assuring gesture to indicate that Xeq should sit down. Reluctantly, Xeq obeyed.

  “Before you go. I shall tell you why your connection is severed. No?” Mioko glanced at Xeq seeing that he had his full attention.

  “Yes.” Xeq said exasperated. “Please.”

  “You are Feng and she is Shui.” Mioko started.

  “What does Zamer have to do with this?” Xeq interrupted in confusion.

 “She is the Phoenix. The one who heals.” Mioko continued. “She told you what was required to heal someone, yes?”

 Xeq smirked. “Something significant, right?”

“That day she did not tell you what she took now did she?” Mioko wondered.

  Xeq frowned. It was one of the only days that he had yelled at Zamer. The two weren’t a couple then. He didn’t know who to turn to. He flew everywhere to find people to heal Vile. Finally, he found Zamer.

“No.” She walked away and since I found out that we lived only hours away from each other she set out and went home.

“Did you want to know?” Mioko curiously asked

  “Well.” Xeq frowned as he thought of his bother. “No. Because he was healed and that was all that mattered to me.”

  “What brought you and him close?” Mioko questioned. “You two aren’t blood. You’re an only child. Did he know that?”

  Xeq shook his head. “No… He doesn't knew about that. Besides,” Xeq smirked. “He’s always been around since birth. There’s no way he would know that we’re not really blood related…” He muttered.

  “A silver dragon of the sky related to a dragon of the sea? Unheard of.” Mioko said simply.

  Xeq frowned. “Our parents aren’t dragons.” He said sternly. “It’s possible.”

  Mioko shook his head. “The Phoenix’s parents are not phoenixes.”

  Xeq nodded. “That. I knew.”

  “Her great grandfather on the other hand was a phoenix.” Mioko added.

  “But phoenixes don’t die?” Xeq asked now the one confused.

  “You’re right.” Mioko nodded. “They great reborn.”

  “Wait...” Xeq raised an eye brow. “What?”

  “Her grandfather said he had seen enough in the world and thought that it was time for a new era. He gave his life to the baby that his granddaughter was having. In turn, she became the next phoenix, the power being reborn within her.”

  “Ew.” Xeq said as he thought about dating Zamer’s great grandfather. “So basically?”

  Mioko nodded with a smile and laugh. “Don’t worry. She only has the memory of the past phoenix’s but
 she is still her own person.”

 “Better be.” Xeq said with a sigh.

 “She took the nightmare.” Mioko remarked sternly.

 “What”, Xeq said in surprise. “How could a nightmare be significant?”

 “It told him who he was and would one day lead him to his true brothers.” Mioko explained.

 “What do you mean?” Xeq asked now starting at his true self.

 “The hydra’s heart.” Mioko pointed at Xeq’s stomach.

 “You will gain power, you lose your ability to breath fire, if you can consume the hydra’s heart.” Mioko said.

 “But it’s beating inside me.” Xeq frowned and feeling a little sick in knowing that he was now part hydra.

  “You and your brother can become one.” Mioko continued. “He is what you’ve consumed.”

   “No.” Xeq looked at Mioko is disbelief. “Vile’s a hydra?”

  Mioko nodded. “That would be the only reason why you two can’t communicate anymore. The hydra
inside him wants his brother. Each part of a hydra can be separated but in the end they all need each other. 
They’re each other’s life source.”

  “But that doesn’t make sense.” Xeq protested. “Vile was ad-”

  “Adopted? Through a foster home?” Mioko guessed.

  Xeq nodded. 

Week Twenty Six: The Descendant: Guidance

  Apates cackled in the night. Darkness spread over the path in which the daughter of Aletheia would take. Darkness. Madness. Scorn. The child would travel alone and only fall to her own deception. Dolas had no particular reason to hate the Goddess of truth or her descendant but Dolas did love to trick and what Apates assigned him to do only lifted his spirits.

  Pseudologoi were placed for her eyes and some were assigned to him as well. Apates hoped Dolas would finish the girl but if not, Apates knew what needed to be done. Gaea had fallen and now she could strike without supervision. It felt glorious to be free again. Not only in the night but in broad daylight.

  Dolas happily set out his route. A little magic here, a couple of monsters there. Perfect! He thought to himself as he laughed his nights away. The girl was foolish to go alone and now she would regret it. Nothing could save her. Not even the son of Hades that she had wrapped around her finger.

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  Prometheus scowled as he placed the book down gently then exclaimed in anger. Why must his favorite character die? Why must a book written with such sophistication end with such horror? He was frustrated. Behind him were stacks of books and in front of him were more. He had to read the following book. Although his favorite character died, he mustn’t give into his ferocity. He had years to complain, now wasn’t the time.

  A shimmer lit up the room. In annoyance, Prometheus glanced up and marked his place. In front of him was his daughter. Scowling, he turned back to his book.

  “Father.” Aletheia protested.

  “Are you not believed to be my child?” Prometheus grunted. “Are you not supposed to be the daughter of Zeus and Hera?” He complained. “Why must you bother me? I am engrossed in enlightenment.”

  “You’re always engrossed in enlightenment.” Aletheia sighed. She didn’t need her truth telling skills to know that.

  “My daughter is looking for you.” Aletheia said, making Prometheus shut his book abruptly.

  Prometheus rolled his eyes. “I have no time to play your hide-and-go-seek-game daughter. I am busy and I rather not be disturbed for another millennium.”

  “She won’t come alone.” Aletheia continued, ignoring her father’s complaints. “I hope she can break you from this spell better than I can. You chose wrong, father, in the last Titan war. I hope you do not do this once more.”

  Prometheus laughed aloud. “Oh?”! He exclaimed. “And I suppose you were somewhere to be found oh truth teller. You see, daughter of mine, you had to get your hiding abilities from someone.” He smirked. “And that someone is me.”

  Aletheia frowned. “Father, the world is in need of your assistance. Apates…”

  “Bah!” Prometheus exclaimed. “Apates! Why do you fear Apates my dear? The truth holds more power over lies.”

  “Father, while the truth may be a sword of brutal force, lies are of a dagger, which, if used correctly can take out what strength truth brings.”

  “Bah.” Prometheus replied again. “Of course, daughter of mine. So I know this. And?”

  Aletheia sighed again. “Father, this is the first battle of many. Do you wish to stand by and do nothing once again? Have you not seen what has happened in the past couple of years?”

  Prometheus smirked. “You mean Gaea?” He snorted. “Once she took over the world all I would have to do is make more people. Stronger people.” He shrugged. “Maybe give them more knowledge than I had the first time.”

  Aletheia smirked. “Father.”

  “Daughter of mine.” Prometheus grunted. “Have you read the works of the world? These…” He pointed at a stack in front of him. “Graphic Novels as they call them.” He grinned. “Even without color they are quite entertaining. I suggest you read them some time.”

  Aletheia shook her head. “You speak the truth only for yourself.”

  “And you speak the truth of the world. Of course. That’s what I made you for.” He smiled. “Now, run along now daughter of mine. I have more important matters to attend to.”

  With this Aletheia approached her father and opened up her hands in front of her as if they were a book. In the white mist, Prometheus sighed and looked into it. There, tossing and turning were two children of the same age. One, he guessed was his granddaughter. The other, he did not know.

  “Do you wish for a sleep remedy?” Prometheus shrugged. “Why are you showing me this?”

  Aletheia was silent as she gazed at her father. “On the right is my daughter, Elli Triad.”

  “And on the left?” He asked more to get Aletheia on with the program so he could get back to his novel.

  “Her enemy.” Aletheia smirked.

  Raising an eyebrow, Prometheus looked up at Aletheia who stared blankly back at her father.

  “Ah, so it seems, her ‘enemy’.” He nodded. “And I care…” He paused and gave a shrug. “Why?”

  “Apates is not only my enemy she is yours father. They want you sealed away so you cannot advance humanity.” Aletheia explained.

  Prometheus laughed. “Then why pursue me?” He shook his head. “Trickery and deception can only go so far…” He smiled. “It’s almost amusing.”

  “Because they want to seal you away for good.” Aletheia replied simply.

  Prometheus touched his heart and looked at Aletheia with compassionate eyes. “Oh? So my daughter cares enough to quest her daughter to find me so I can be taken out for good?” Prometheus nodded at this. “I’m sooo touched, darling.”

  Aletheia shook her head. “She is not to find you.” She replied shaking her head. “She is to fight her enemy and that is all.”

  “Oh?” Prometheus said in surprise. He honestly thought she wanted him to do something about this granddaughter of his.

  “Then what is it you want from me deary?”

  “Nothing.” Aletheia sighed. “I’m warning you of the danger you’re in if she is defeated is all. Some guidance may help her.”

  Prometheus shrugged. “Does she read?”

  Aletheia looked back at her father in confusion. “This is a personal question I haven’t asked her.”

  “Ah.” Prometheus nodded. “Of course. Because you haven’t asked much of her.” He smiled. “I’ll help her if you wish.” He paused. “But under one condition.”

  Aletheia turned towards her father.

  “She must find my help on her own. I do not wish to have a granddaughter of ignorance or stupidity.” He remarked sternly.

  Aletheia nodded. “She’ll learn on her own. With her power as advanced as it is, there’s hardly anything she can’t grasp.”

  With that, Prometheus grinned and Aletheia turned her back on her father. With a flash of white she disappeared leaving Prometheus to think to himself for a moment before opening up his book to read once more. 

Week Twenty Five: The Descendant: Remembering Prometheus

  This content has been taken from the camphalfblood wikia page directly to keep the story true to Rick Riordan’s version of Prometheus.

  Annabeth rolled her eyes. “Seaweed brain. Now you remember him?”

  Percy gave a nervous laugh. “Sort of. I remember Hermes mentioning him at one point, I think he had a phone call.” He shrugged. “But in the Second Olympian War I remember that Prometheus was on Kronos side, he told me that he saw our defeat and asked me to give up. He claimed that the gods were as petty if not worse than the Titans and humanity would benefit only from the victory of Kronos. He told me that under Zeus mankind would never be allowed to advance far. I told him that we wouldn’t give up but he still left Pandora’s Jar saying that I could release Elpis, the spirit of hope that resided within the jar to show our surrender. But after we won Prometheus claimed that he was pretending to be on Kronos’ side to minimize bloodshed. Hermes said that Prometheus shouldn’t be showing his face any time soon. What makes the Goddess of Truth want him back in action?”

  “To truth will lies fall and bow, through blood will two take a vow, one shall rise and one shall bind, deception, trickery, and overall, despair will rule and by a betrayal will one comprehend the enemies hand, with similar weapons but opposite strengths will one save or one will state, the true hero of the battle will find themselves not under Olympus but under the Universe itself.” Rachel repeated.

  “What if the quest isn’t about saving Prometheus but something about Elli finding someone who’s related to her, maybe not Prometheus specifically but Aletheia might have had another kid with someone else. That’s always a possibility.” Annabeth suggested.

  “She said to lift the family curse but this whole time we’ve been thinking Prometheus…” Percy commented. “Why can’t we get Elli to find Prometheus anyways? As Titan grandpappy doesn’t he have a right to help, Elli?”

  Annabeth looked at Percy in amusement. “You want him to help Elli after what he did?”

  “Yes, he sided with the wrong person, but he is still the Titan of crafty counsel and forethought. The prophecy says deception and trickery and betrayal. It’s based around finding a universal truth or the universal truth instead of fighting to say Olympus and such…” Percy shrugged. “It sounds right up Prometheus’s ally if you ask me.”

  Jason gave a small laugh. “But if ‘grandpappy’ Prometheus gets involved what do you think will happen? You heard Zeus, once a prophecy is written it can’t be written any other way.”

  “It’s a very loose prophecy though.” Percy pointed out. “It doesn’t even direct who’s supposed to go with her. It doesn’t say that she goes alone either. It only talks of the result. Of what’s going to happen in general. It doesn’t say how she’s going to get there, how long it will take for the quest, the whole having to split up the team to make sure the world ends.” Percy sighed. “This is an important quest but we have no idea of how we’re supposed to go about doing anything. And the one person who the quest is about can’t handle being around all of us at once.” Percy smirked.

  “I don’t think the prophecy has to do with Prometheus, the Goddess only said that it was a family curse but what type of family curse? Elli needs to be here to give her opinion.” Percy sighed.

  Nico shook his head. “She can’t. It’s too much for her. And honestly her enemy could use it to their advantage, whoever her enemy is, I’m guessing Prometheus is going to need to get involved since she’s family but then again, Percy, you sealed away Kronos.”

  Percy shrugged. ”So?”

  “So maybe someone’s trying to seal away Prometheus?” Nico suggested.

  “The dream Elli had, a woman that she…”

  “Apates.” Annabeth and Nico said in unison.

  “Apates?” Rachel asked in confusion. “Who?”

  “Goddess of Deception.” Chiron replied. “She’s the one who has Elli’s adopted father.”

  “Alright so we solved one part of the mystery, deception is literally the Goddess of Deception but what does she want with Elli and what family curse?”! Rachel rolled her eyes in aggravation. Sitting here without the subject was starting to aggravate her. Elli needed to be here, not sulking in truths and lies that she kept hearing.”

  “Imagine hearing a voice in your head that used to be a whisper but now it’s loud and clear.” Nico said looking at Rachel, everyone turned in curiosity.

  “Now imagine that voice appearing every time you make eye contact with someone, when you shake hands with someone, when someone brushes up against you as their walking by, a simple arm to arm contact.” Nico added. “Now think of hearing that voice tell one story but as one story is uncovered now there are two and those two bring other stories and it constantly starts to branch. Now imagine being a crowd of that and not only are these people these are demigods all who have fought for their lives to get here, people who were in the Second Olympian War, these people who were in the War with Gaea. Every single moment of truth is unraveled before you, if someone says a partial truth the whole truth reveals itself unwinding and unwinding.” Nico shook his head at Rachel.

  “You have to understand, Rachel. Elli isn’t antisocial for the same reasons as me. The world doesn’t confuse her the same ways it does others. She knows what the truth and what’s not. In fact, she honed in on those skills by play Law&Order all her life or Criminal Minds if that’s what you rather think but that’s all she’s done and what she’s been taught. She has been fighting since the beginning, Rachel. The same goes for all of us.”  Nico said with aggravation. How could Rachel even think that Elli wasn’t trustworthy? If anyone was trustworthy at a glimpsed it’d be her. Elli couldn’t function in a battle and as a spy? Right, as if a spy needed an Ara to track her down.

Week Ten: Fen Shui

  How could he explain this to his brother? They couldn’t communicate through long distance. Well, they could with a cell phone but that’d be a hell of a phone bill if Xeq explained everything. So, he let the thought settle to the side. He couldn’t do anything but learn for now. He may even come back to learn more but Mioko helped him and he had to pay his regards somehow.

  Mioko explained that dragons here in the east represented luck. For the most part, what Xeq got out of Mioko’s lecture was that they were presented differently. Western dragons were looked upon as protective, strong, but feared while eastern dragons were associated with protecting riches which meant luck, wealth, power, wisdom, and strength. Shines, status, and all sorts of traditions were built to praise the dragons that lived in China. Mioko wasn’t sure himself how western dragons were praised or glorified so he asked Xeq.

  This took a moment to process before Xeq could fully understand how to answer the question. Shrines? Festivals held in their honor? Maybe in California in one of those race based towns that he heard existed but he didn’t know for sure. In Texas, where Xeq was from, he couldn’t think of a place that would hold a tradition. Maybe Dallas, San Antonio, or probably Houston but he had never gone to one or heard of one.

  “See?” Mioko said as he shook his head. “Here, the human hold festivals in our honor. They even ask for our wisdom and strength to get through their storms. Depending on who sees the offering first is the one responsible to help them because not all of us accept offering and not all of us are ‘named’ in Chinese history.”

  Xeq nodded in understand. “I have nothing to offer you, Mioko.” He started and paused for a moment. “But by any chance I have a hunch that you know how to fix this Hydra heart problem of mine. Could you maybe guide me in a direction?”

  Mioko smiled. “You say you tried to consume the Hydra’s heart in sake to save your brother?”

  Again, he nodded.

  “However, you also did it for your selfish reason to becoming more powerful?” Mioko added.

  Xeq’s face flushed. With a smirk he replied, making sure that he couldn’t sound aggravated in the process. “You can declare that….” He sighed. “Yes.”

  “You did it for your love one as well I supposed?” Mioko questioned.

  His eyebrow raised. Xeq didn’t remember telling Mioko about Zamer. “What makes you say that?”

  Mioko smiled. “My dearest Xeq, only one of her kind can be alive at a time. Would you think that she would stay quiet about you?”

  A smirk slipped up on Xeq’s face. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

  Mioko shook his head this time. “Now, my dearest friend, you are lying to me.”

  Xeq laughed. “Okay. So I’m dating a Phoenix. I mean… The only Phoenix. So what? Please don’t tell me there’s an actual prophecy to that too.”

  “Feng Shui.” Mioko said with a grin.

  Xeq shook his head. “Yea. Hello to you too.” Xeq joked.

  “There are two types of Feng Shui. There is the good and the bad. Feng meaning wind and Shui meaning water. Together, they could mean good fortune or they could mean misfortune. Before your time, and probably your lover’s time, this science and art was created. At first, it was created to protect the knowledge of the Emperor and was known as Kan Yu. Kan Yu was used to make sure that there was success in the emperor’s land. It was a way for farmers to ensure that their crops weren’t to perish and their buildings would withstand from the cold winds of the north but then, in the same way society develops so did Kan Yu.

  It became the study of nature and in turn made ‘environment’. As the study matured its focus was redirected to Qi. Qi is energy or a flow. Through Qi, location and direction was now a clearer subject. After Qi, the five elements of wood, earth, water fire, and mental came about. Finally, when used in the proper location Feng Shui emerged. Through Feng Shui in which is used through Qi, balance to the environment can be restored or destroyed.”

  Xeq shook his head as he thought of Zamer. Shoot, the Chinese had an answer for everything huh? Feng. He thought to himself. The wind. She was Shui, or the water. That would explain the healing abilities. They had been together since high school. They had their fights but they came together. They restored balance.

  “The Feng Shui is also used to help bring Health, Prosperity, and Relationship. Also known as man, heaven, and earth. Through traditional Chinese medicine, Chinese Astrology, and Feng Shui, you get good health, prosperity, and a balanced relationship.

  A good example of where Feng Shui can improve relationships is through one’s home. In one’s home there may be Qi which can create a separated and lonely feeling. By using the five elements of the Feng Shui one can rectify this situation.

  In the time of the emperor Feng Shui was known to bring wealth and power. This can be seen more often in an office setting in which a finical benefit would occur.”

  The lost look on Xeq’s face made Mioko smile. At least the boy was understanding it all. “You were probably asking yourself how you got here, did you not?” Mioko finally interrupted Xeq’s in depth thinking.

  “What?” Xeq said in surprise to the snap out of his trance. “Oh…” He paused. “Yea. I was.”

  Mioko nodded and grinned. “You, my friend, are the wind.”

  Xeq smiled. “It lead me here?”

  “Your heart, “Mioki said while point. “You trueself” he said again pointing to the water fall, “You.” He stopped to look at Xeq directly. “You lead you here.”

  Xeq nodded. Course, Mioko had to make it all suspenseful. There were so many questions that Xeq wanted to ask but decided against it. It would all make sense in its time. All he hoped was that Vile would be able to take care of himself until Xeq got back and wouldn’t do something rational like go look for him. Then, there would be a problem. There would probably be a bad Fen Shui if Xeq wasn’t careful. He couldn’t stay here for long. For now, he stared at his reflection, his true self, and quietly thought, “What now?” 

Week Twenty Four: The Descendant: Acceptance

  Elli put her feet in the water slowly, dabbing her toe is, she shivered. Celeste was already in the water and ushering for Elli to join her, Celeste wasn’t far out but Elli still wasn’t the greatest swimmer.

  “I’ll teach you!” Celeste exclaimed. “Come on!” She laughed.

  Celeste had a rough childhood despite her happy moods. With an abusive father in law and a mother who wouldn’t speak up for herself, Elli wondered how Celeste couldn’t have gone back for revenge. Then again, when had anything that followed the path of revenge help anyone? Elli sighed. Pushing herself off the dock, Elli strain to keep up, forcing herself into a float, Celeste swam over to her.

  “Watch me.” She smiled, “You kick with your legs and then left arm and right arm alternate.

  Elli sighed. “I’d rather go get the life jacket.”

  Taking her hand, Celeste brought Elli to a lower part of the lake. “You shouldn’t drown here, You can probably stand actually.” she laughed.

  Doing so, Elli sighed. “Do I have to learn how to swim?”

  “It’s fun!” Celeste insisted. “Trust me!”

  Elli sighed. Will told her to get out of her shell because it wouldn’t only make her condition worse but in reality, Elli didn’t know why she needed to learn how to play instruments, swim, act, or do any of this arts and sports that Celeste was making her do. She was fine with her crochet and secluded habits. It had become a regular part of her life so why did she have to change now. Doing as instructed, Elli smiled as she swam all the way back to the dock and lifted herself out of the water, exhausted.

  “See!” Celeste smiled. “It wasn’t that bad!”

  Elli smirked as Celeste laid down next to her handing her the towel they brought from the cabin.

“It’s fun to swim!” Celeste grinned. “And play instruments, and sing, and talk to people!” Elli glanced at Celeste tiredly.

  “It’s not as fun to talk to people when all you can hear is their life story play out in front of them.”

 Celeste laughed, hiding a nervous feeling. “Don’t be silly.” She smiled.

  “No.” Elli sighed. “I know exactly what your step dad did to you and your mother.” Elli frowned. Suddenly, the bright gleam in Celeste eyes were lost.

  “I know everything about you, Celeste. There’s not as much as Nico, thankfully. You’re life is seriously simple compared to his but overall…” Elli sighed. “No demigod has a smooth life. Descendant of the Olympians or not.

  Unexpectedly, Elli watched as Celeste arms wrapped around her waist, Celeste didn’t say anything but Elli knew what she was thinking. After laying their together for a moment, Celeste let go and then sat up.

  “At least you’ll get to know everyone on a personal level, right?” Celeste smiled.

  Elli smirked and sat up. “I’m not sure that’s what I want.”

  Celeste nodded in understanding. “Well, it’ll help you understand why the person is who they are since you know their background from the start.”

  Elli shook her head. “I can be around people, some people but being around more than a few makes my head spin. Why do you think I’m not with Will, Nico, Annabeth, and all of them? I can be by Nico all day but the rest of them? All together?" Elli shook her head.

  Taking her hand, Celeste giving a reassuring smile. “I’m sure you’ll find your settings.” she nodded.

  “I’m not so sure of that.” She sighed, scooting closer, Elli looked at Celeste in amusement.

  Celeste blushed. “Does it bother you?”

  Elli shrugged. “Well, I don’t know.” She smirked. “I’ve never really had a chance to interact with anyone that way so I don’t know what I prefer.”

  Feeling Celeste cuddle up with her, Elli thought of Nico. “Does this…” She questioned. “Bother anyone at the camp?”

  Celeste looked at Elli in wonder. She wished she could look into Elli’s eyes and know everything about her. Some people would love to have the talent that Elli had, yet Elli hated it.

  “Most don’t say anything, if they are interested in the same gender.” Celeste blushed. “But we’re alone, if anyone was okay with it would be Percy, I believe, because he seems he most accepting but you said it yourself, he’s in The Big House with all your other friends.”

  Elli blushed, looked Celeste over. “I’m about to go on a quest to save Prometheus…” She muttered. “Couldn’t you have waited until I got back?”

  Shaking her head, Celeste looked at Elli’s lips and licked her own. Looking away in embarrassment, Elli looked out at the lake. “Are you sure about that?”

  “If you don’t want to I’ll wait.” Celeste smiled placing a kiss on Elli’s cheek. “But please, if you make me wait, you better come back.”

  A frown met Elli’s lips. What exactly was she supposed to do. Find Prometheus? How would she find him and why did she have to do it? Elli smirked. She didn’t ask for any of this. She wanted to be back at the station solving murders or even the small cases like who didn’t pay their bills.

  Feeling a soft touch of her lips, Elli snapped out of her daydreaming and met Celeste eyes. Face flushed, Elli froze. Holding the kiss, Celeste pulled away and gave Elli the best bear hug she could muster. “Happy belated birthday, Elli” She said as Elli could feel the tears fall on her shoulder.

  She didn’t mean to pry at Celeste life. It was automatic, the moment the words gave a hint of memory Elli was bound to plunge into it, unfreezing and putting her arms around Celeste, Elli gave her a good squeeze.

  “He hasn’t done it to you since you joined camp.” She said as she made Celeste face her. Celeste had three more beads than Tucker meaning she had been at the camp for seven years.

  “Seven years of peace, right?” Elli tried to give a small smile.

  Celeste looked away in despair. “I have reoccurring dreams about it. I wake up in tears and one of my sibling always is there when I awake but it’s still not enough to make the memories go away.” She said, tears still steaming down her face.

  “If it makes you feel better I’ve seen people with histories worse than yours.” Elli smirked. “And not like Nico or Annabeth or Percy.” She shrugged. “More like, people who have gone through the same thing as you but to worse levels.”

  Now a fear lit up in Celeste’s eyes. “You mean, people get treated worse?” She said in a choking fear.

  Elli sighed. She didn’t mean to make her think of everything that could have happen to her, the thought might eat Celeste alive. Pulling her in closer, Elli looked in Celeste’s eyes seeing the fear and feeling every pulse that made Celeste’s heart aches. Meeting Celeste lips again, they kissed letting the silent tears fall until Celeste sucked in a breath.

  “Th-thank y-you.” She said shaking and Elli smile to give her another small kiss.

  “When I get back we can hang out more, okay?” Elli smiled. “For now, let’s get back to the cabin and change I’m starting to get cold.” Elli laughed nervously.

  Heading back to the Apollo cabin silently, Elli watched as people gave friendly smiles and waves, somehow, everyone didn’t seem to be mad at her for being who she was. But how? Elli looked deep into a guy for the Apollo cabin as he opened the door for the two. Tilting her head, she asked him, not meaning to say but think it to herself. “You take pity on me?”

  Caught off the guard the guy replied. “Everyone has their backgrounds as a demigod. No one has it easy.”

  “But.” Elli said shaking her head. “No one’s mad at me, I can feel the fear everyone has for me but no one’s mad at me.”

  “For being someone you can’t control to be?” The guy questioned.

  “Looks like to me you’re wanting us to blame you for something you have no control over.”

  Elli smirked. “But, I’m not one of you.”

  “Yea…” The Apollo guy looked out the door before he stepped inside himself and shut it. “So I don’t like Ares but that doesn’t mean all his kids are bad, I mean look at Anguish! He even sounds like a tough guy. And he is. But he’s more patient than any of the other Ares kids and the most open.”

  Elli’s eyes widened. “Oh no!” She exclaimed.

  Celeste and the guy looked at her in confusion. “What is it, Elli?” Celeste questioned, setting Elli’s clothes out on the bed.

  “I forgot to go to the rock climbing wall to train with Aguish!” She said looking sunk. 

Week Nine: Trying Again

 “How about this picture?” Dana asked as she surfed the web. Mikey was getting quite restless about this lack of information about himself. Dana was a friend of his that loved to read about any fictional animal. She was the sister of Terry, who was in the same grade as Mikey. One day, he had come over to play video games with Terry. His club soccer team was playing that same day and Terry didn’t realize it. Mikey had just gotten off his winning game and was hoping to relax. Terry shrugged and Dana offered to stay home and watch over Mikey.

  She read a story. One that he enjoyed. It was about mythical creatures. She said that she liked to draw and imagine herself with the creatures she drew. Her favorite was a Pegasus. “To fly above the clouds and see the valleys of many.” She dreamed often and would dreamily sigh. “That would be the best.”

  He had gone over to Terry’s many times after he found out about the dragon inside him. Every time he would see Dana he would have to turn away or hold his tongue because he didn’t want to ask her how it was ‘dreamy’ to see different colored squares from the skies. He guessed that she wanted to see the world from the air but not from a high altitude because everything became so vague after a certain height.

  Normally, he’d ask her questions about any fantasy just to get her to talk. He liked her voice. She was really interesting. Her brother thought she was crazy but Terry didn’t mind the other creatures that she liked. As long as she liked dragons that’s all that Terry care about.

“So what got you interested in Wyvern’s specifically all the sudden?” She wondered.

  Mikey smiled. “Well, seeing that you like mythical creatures I thought I might as well give you an assignment!” He grinned.

  “An assignment?” She asked with a hidden smile. “Well…” She paused. “Thank you.” Her grin showed this time.

  Mikey nodded. He could probably tell her. But. If he didn’t tell Terry, who he had known for years, he couldn’t tell his sister because that was unfair and didn’t feel right. As much as it hurt him, he had to let it go.

  The description says, “A formidable hunter, the Norwegian Wyvern is somewhat similar to the Hungarian Wyvern.”

  Mikey frowned as Dana’s voice stepped away from him for a moment. Different types of Wyvern? He sighed. None of them had much information that told him about himself.

  “…The Wyvern of rough, green pine scales replaces the metallic spikes by black plates along its back, and is arched. It walks on land which leaves him with a somewhat scary aspect. Very strong. There are records of North Sea navigators seeing adult dragons carrying young whale of three tons in midair. Harsh and agile flight, this dragon usually hunts both eels and fish in both rocky coast of the North Sea and the Baltic Sea as well as large mammals such as elk and wild boar in the pine forest.

  Even being voracious, this Wyvern has problem to be receptive among breeders and riders both today and in historical records, especially from Vikings, who may have seen in his ancestors the European Wyvern. Their property of even as a flight mounts, something rare for continental Europe at the time.

  For their resilience to cold and harsh winter, there dragonlogist speculate the Norwegian Wyverns would reproduce in subarctic islands such as Svalbard but none have been sighted in archipelago doing something besides challenging the polar bear hunting territories. His temper shows tolerance, but the fact of being strong and independent left him off the list of dragon recommended for beginners.”

  A sigh escaped Mikey’s lips. “So much for trying.”

  Dana turned in confusion. “Hey sport. I’m not done! They’re ten meters long and have a wingspan of twenty-two meters. They weight four hundred and sixty kilograms and were first spotted or said to be spotted around ninety-three AD.”

  Oh yea? Mikey thought to himself with a hidden eye roll. I’m small compared to Xeq and Vile. So what if I’m ten meters long and have a wingspan of twenty-two meters? Xeq is easily twice my wingspan and is probably even bigger. But the real question is the history behind the Wyvern. Am I looking in the wrong place? He wondered.

  “Mikey?” Dana’s voice finally reached him after his own inner rant.

  Mikey smirked. “Oh. what?” Mikey said in confusion. “Yea, Dana?”

  Dana frowned as she poked at Mikey’s mask. “Since when did you starting wearing this?”

  Like. A week ago. Mikey thought to himself.

  “Oh.” Mikey nervously laughed. “You mean this thing?” He said tapping it?

  Dana nodded with her hands on her hips now. “Yea..! Isn’t that what I just pointed at?”

  Mikey smirked. “I thought I’d make a fashion statement.” Mikey laughed as he thought to himself. You know… Not slobber and dissolve everything?

  Dana shook her head. “By wearing a mask to cover that handsome face of yours?” She said confused.

  Mikey was happy he was wearing the mask now. He didn’t want Dana to see the smile that it hid and the drool that he for some reason felt seeping out of the corner of his lips.

  “It’s to bring out my lime green eyes!” Mikey explained as he pointed to them and made them glow. He could see an array of colors now, ones that he wouldn’t normally be able to see with his non-glowing lime green eyes.

  Dana raised and eyebrow and jumped back in surprise. “Oh? They do have a glow to them.” She smiled. “Neat!”

  Mikey sighed. At least he knew that Dana was easily amused. Terry. Get back here soon.  Mikey frowned. She helped but she didn’t do anything that Mikey himself couldn’t have done himself.  
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(4.11.15) Consider this chapter not important to the actual plot line. What's important is Dana, what she draws, and Terry. 

Week Twenty Three: The Descendant: An Accompanist?

  Will shook his head. “On the contrary. Even though The Detectve may seem incapable she’s more capable for this quest than anyone here. Her quest is against Zeus but technically Prometheus did defy the Gods. So anyone from their camp could be bad for her quest. I don’t want to send her out alone but I do believe she needs someone special for this job. Maybe she’ll even meet them along the way of her journey.” Will shrugged.

  Percy nodded. “It would make sense.”

  Jason agreed.

  Piper and Annabeth held a silent conversation. Glancing over at the two, Nico wondered how Elli would have reacted to the behavior. Giving each other a nod, the two smiled.

  “What is it you two?” Rachel asked anxiously. “What do you think?”

  “Will’s right.” Annabeth nodded. Piper smirked. “I don’t want Elli to go at this alone. If anything, we can always come to her rescue.”

  Turning the pages in a book, Chiron signaled the group for attention.

  Annabeth looked up at Chiron. “What is it, Chiron?”

  “It occurred to me that if Aletheia/Veritas sent Elli to Camp Half-Blood but proclaimed to be neither Greek or Roman then there must be something else. There’s hardly anything about Aletheia or Veritas in any of my books so I looked up Prometheus’s story and Zeus.” He paused, directing to the page in the book.

  “Rumor has it, Aletheia may be the child of Zeus and Hera.”

  Jason looked up in amazement with all the others. “She could be my cousin?” He questioned, a look of joyfulness gleamed in his eyes. “I might have a cousin?”

  “Might.” Chiron replied. “But remember this is a rumor, a possibility. No one has confirmed it. Aletheia may be the Goddess of truth but she sure did well keeping a low profile over the millennium.”

  Piper smiled. “That would mean that she’d be family to Hera and Zeus. She wouldn’t have to worry about not having family.”

  “Maybe.” Nico added, not wanting to sink the mood but it was all speculation, there were many Gods and Goddesses that were minor but they still had information in books. Aletheia was the most up in the air Goddess that he had interacted with, as Elli had told him, she could lie but she’d feel it. However, no one else would.

  “The Goddess could have lied about the whole neither Greek nor Roman aspect.” Nico commented.

“Elli told me that she can sense truths but she can still lie. She’d feel herself do it but we wouldn’t know the difference.” With everyone’s attention, Nico continued. “The Goddess of Truth could have the same ability considering Elli inherited it.”

  “After all.” Nico said after looking over everyone. “Why be a Goddess of Truth and hide from the world? Chiron said it himself, he has hardly anything except speculation over this Goddess. If we get lucky we can ask Camp Jupiter what they know about Veritas but I doubt they have much else either.”

  The thought angered Rachel. “So you’re saying that she could have lied to us about her name? About herself? Elli could be a spy for who know what?”

  Nico glared. “Elli’s not a spy. She was running for her life…”

  “…and came back with Tucker.” Annabeth took over, Nico’s explanation. “Rachel, if Elli was a spy then she wuoldn’t have been claimed. She may be able to lie to us but who here can say that they haven’t lied before?” She said glancing around the table getting guilty looks in return.

  “Exactly.” Annabeth sighed.” If Elli was a spy then for what? Prometheus? She’s still new to this whole being a demigod process to don’t raise flag too fast. Besides, what is there to spy on?” Annabeth asked again. “We’re open to Camp Jupiter and we’re finding kids faster than before. Jason’s building shrines for all the minor Gods and Goddess and yet we find children for them too!” Annabeth gave a small smile as Jason.

  “If there was anything from us to steal, I wouldn’t know what. She received a quest not of our descent, is that enough to say that she’s against us?”

  Rachel smirked. “I don’t know what it is, Annabeth.” She sighed. “This whole truth or not ability with her makes me feel uncomfortable, I mean, she can learn who everyone here is, all the detail with a simple look, touch, with words coming out of someone’s mouth, if that doesn’t make you on edge, then I don’t know what would. She’s practically looking at directly into our souls.”

  “Even so,” Piper interjected. “that doesn’t mean we can’t trust her.”

  “Well.” Jason shrugged and looked at Percy for approval. Percy nodded. “I see what you mean, Rachel.” Percy continued for Jason.

  “But at the same time.” Jason replied. “It’s who she is. You can’t change that.”

  Rachel sighed. “I’m saying she makes me feel uneasy is all.”

  Nico glared. “She makes you feel uneasy?” He barked, making Rachel look at him with fright.

“Who do you think she’s been picking to pieces since she’s got here?” He crossed his arms. “Tucker?”

  Rachel looked at Nico amused and so did the others, they didn’t expect him to speak with such aggravation.

  “I’m sorry that she makes you feel uncomfortable Miss prophecy but what can she see from your life that’s worse than there’s if anything, looking into your life might be a breeze verses looking into all of ours at once.” Nico hissed. “You should realize who’s the real enemy here, Rachel, and if you don’t then let me tell you, it’s not Elli.”

  Chiron sighed and everyone gawked at Nico, even Will had a interested look on his face.

  “Nico is right. Did Elli have a dream of some sort that she mentioned to any of you?”

  Racheal sighed. “There was one.”

  Everyone faced her.

  “She said that she saw a lady and her dad, but when her dad talked his eyes changed colors, he was clearly unconscious.”

  “A lady?” Chiron nodded. “Any other descriptions?”

  “Not really.” Racheal shrugged. “Unless I’m missing something?” She said, her gaze going from each individual to the next. When she came to Nico’s gaze, he frowned and she frowned back. Looking away from each other she glanced at Will who was still looking at Nico.

  “Not much of a description, huh?” Chiron smirked. “Nico, do you believe you could get this for us?”

  Nico looked up at Chiron. “You mean, a better description of the dream?”

  Chiron nodded and Nico shrugged. “I’ll see what I can do but no promises.”

  Chiron nodded again. “The attempt will be enough, she trust you Nico and she knows you. You’ll be able to communicate better with her than anyone else.”

  “Which goes without saying.” Will sighed. “I’m sorry that I’m no going to allow Nico to push himself any farther but who should go with her? I can’t. I’m healing the wounded from our last battle still.” He frowned. “If anyone has the lack of experience I’d say it’s Rachel but she wouldn’t do much good for Elli’s quest.”

  Racheal nodded, feeling a hostility from both Nico and Will. What was it with those two? She shrugged it off. “I’m out of the question but turning back to that suggestion. If she’s technically or possibility family with Hera and Zeus shouldn’t she try to go with one of them? Maybe Aletheia might admit something to her then?”

  Percy smirked. “Yea…” Percy coughed out a laugh. “Hera doesn’t have any demigod children remember?”

  Annoyed, Rachel glanced over at Percy.

  “Goddess of marriage right? No affairs? Husbands job?” He said and then nodded at Jason. “No offense.”

  Jason grinned. “None taken.”

  Sighing, Rachel looked over at Jason. “Well, I know that the quest is over Prometheus but maybe having you there might benefit her since... Isn’t he like… pinned with Zeus’s lightning bolt?”

  Jason shrugged. “I don’t actually know the story of Prometheus.” Jason laughed nervously. “All I know is that he did something bad.”

  Turning to Chiron, the group awaited for an answer.

  “There is much to learn of Prometheus.” Chiron replied simply. But what the Goddess said about the relation between Prometheus and Olympus is true.”

  Amused, Percy looked at Chiron in a daze. “Hold on, we’re talking about Prometheus? You mean, the one who wanted me to give up? He’s still chained to that rock?” Percy asked in amazement. 

Announcement: Hiatus

I will be in the philippines until July and will have a hiatus for Revelation of Dragons '15. The same goes for the editing. However, I am amazing and still have The Descendant written up and scheduled. I am sorry but Revelation of Dragons will begin posting again in August. Thanks for your time, dedication, and understanding! -Danieljames Domar
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June is scheduled. July isn't. I'm sorry. I double checked what I said. Sorry for the misunderstanding. 

Week Eight:Research Project

  Mikey smiled under the mask of his. No one knew why he started to wear this green cover but no one questioned it since he was audible. His mother was concerned but understood there were some struggles that he couldn’t muster to tell her yet. Ever since he had can been convicted he had not been taking the rehab classes all that well. He would come home after hanging out with his friend, the ones he had left, and then he’d go out with his other friends from America. She didn’t know how they came so quickly but it was none of her concern since they treated her son like a human being unlike some others.

  He wasn’t perfect at school. Classes were getting harder since he couldn’t speak up freely like he wanted. He was forced to sit at the table that was assigned. To the teachers, it made no difference to his social status. In some classes, he was lucky. In others, not so much.

  On all his test he had received an above average grade. When he asked for help from his two idols, Vile and Xeq, they tried but in the end there was not much that either could do. In America Xeq was in college while Vile was a senior in high school. If Mikey were an American student he’d be an eighth grade while Vile in twelfth.

  The urge to learn about his true self was high. He found a video about a movie called “Wyvern” but didn’t decided to watch it. He could watch PG-13 movies now. He was happy. However, not happy enough. From a video he watch he found out that Wyverns were of many cultures but the one in video was from Norway. He couldn't possibly leave to go there without  permission. Well…. He could but as a thirteen year old out on his own he’d be scared.

  “Tame your strongest fear.” Mikey remembered Vile saying. Vile said that he imagined Mikey be one for panic. That’s what the mask was for. It shimmered when he unconsciously slobbered poison. It absorbed it. His friends thought it was cool. He went with, “I felt like being different for a change” verses “I found out that I’m a Wyvern guys and this human body of mine can’t handle it on its own without the will of my own to sooth it.”

  His friends accepted that. They were all thirteen to fourteen year olds waiting for adventure. In London, the mall was his friends’ favorite place to hang. Mikey decided not to tell of his dragon story until he knew for sure that he could transform and retransform easily. These were his waking hours and he still wasn’t fully awake.

  When he glanced online for information about himself he couldn’t find much. In England he was a known mascot and a fantasy of a variety of video games but that wasn’t enough for him. He found that there were different spellings on his dragon. The spelling of Wyvern as W-Y-V-E-R-N wasn’t dated before the seventeenth century. He found that another spelling was W-Y-V-E-R and that changed in Middle England. In Old French he came across the spelling W-I-V-R-E. Another that he found was spelled W-I-V-E-R-N and lastly, the Latin version which was V-ī-P-E-R-A meaning viper.

  There wasn’t much that he could figure out about himself. According to online statuses, he was supposed to be able to use fire but have a poisonous bite. He, however, could only subconsciously drool his acid and cover it up with a mask made from his skin. He wanted to tell his mother but he didn’t know how she would take it.

  How were dragons even born? Was his mother one? Did Vile and Xeq’s parents have this trait? Vile was different from Xeq. Xeq was a fire based dragon but somehow changed and was now able to use this inner stream of light that he called a Hyper Beam. Mikey laughed the first time Xeq told him. The two brothers scheduled times with Mikey. However, there were some times where they would say that they’d be ‘at the mall’ or ‘at a friend’s house’ when really, they’d be with Mikey. It made him feel important. Although, it also made him wonder why the two bothers seemed so close but distant.

  Vile and Xeq both told Mikey secrets that they hadn’t told each other. He was an only child so he didn’t understand why there was any need to hide something from someone like a sibling. He understood that his parents didn’t have to know everything and the more time he spent over the sea and adventuring with the two the more he understood the meaning of secret.

  He hadn’t told his friends, he hadn’t told his mother, he didn’t even think twice about telling his father. There were individual secrets between him and Vile while there were other secrets between him and Xeq. Vile knew about Xeq’s hyper beam but what he didn’t know was that Xeq came without Vile one early morning and spoke to him in his bedroom. He warned him that he might not be able to see him in the next couple of days. Vile didn’t know that Mikey knew about the Hydra’s heart. However, Xeq didn’t know about the missing dream that Vile so longed for. He knew that he had a dream that played every other night. It wasn’t a nightmare. It was the same dream. It became a nightmare because he let it become a nightmare through stress. He didn’t know what happened to the dream. All he knew was that the dream vanished one day and on nights where he was supposed to have the dream he’d lie awake for hours.

  Mikey found a one hundred and sixteen year old vessel in Norway called the Wyvern. It was a well-known and historical boat. It participated in the 2013 Tail Ships Races and was alerted in an emergency at 5:21 a.m. There were ten people on board that July eleventh. They were found at 6:42 a.m and rescued by 8 a.m. The vessel sunk at 9:37a.m according to rumors.

  It was name Wyvern after the mythological dragon that was featured on Frederick Croft’s family shield. Mikey sighed as he read over the information. It was named after the dragon not before. Norway had to have something. Anything else! He needed to know more about himself and sadly, Vile and Xeq would do their best but even they didn’t understand the concept completely. They made it clear to each other not to tell Mikey. However, both brothers appeared admitted to their fault. Xeq, a nineteen year old junior in college and Vile an eighteen year old senior in high school. And now, there was Mikey, a thirteen year old Londoner, a Wyvern they knew. Together they would search and find but teither way Mikey knew that this new life of Dragons would slowly take flight. .  

Week Twenty Two: The Descendant: The Other Candidate

  The idea was out there but it wasn’t improbable. “Are you suggesting you and Hazel are the two to help her on this journey?” Annabeth questioned.

  Nico tilted his head in surprise. He didn’t even consider Hazel as an option. He only meant someone from the legion. Shrugging, Nico looked at Chiron.

  “I meant someone from the legion. Anyone could be it. But at the same time, this is a quest against the Romans and Greeks alike. Free Prometheus, defy Zeus.” Nico paused. “Well, it looks like you’re out of the picture, Grace.”

  Jason smirked. “I like Elli, I really do. But I’ll agree with you on that, going on a quest to defy my dad might not be the smartest step to take.”

  “Even so…” Annabeth added. “If any of us go, including you Nico, this quest of hers is defying the Gods.”

  Jason shook his head. “I don’t recall anyone getting mad except for my father. What did Prometheus even do again?”

  “He gave Greek fire to mortals.” Nico recalled.

  Piper looked up for her quiet stare at the table at the sound of Greek fire. “Not that I should bring him up,” She said with a sigh but looked at the empty seat next to her that separated her from Nico. She knew why he had done that. Looking at her he gave a silent smirked.

  “Leo would have probably volunteered to help.” She sighed.

  Silence spread across the table again.

  Finally, Jason spoke. “Yea, Valdez would have had fun with a some trickery and deception.” He smirked. “But he’s not here so we can’t choose him.” He sighed. “As much as I’d prefer for him to go.”

  Glancing over his friends at the table, Nico frowned. He shouldn’t lie to them even though it was speculation. Hazel even felt it. Leo was dead. But. Nico sighed. There was something about Leo’s dead that was different. Something he had to tell them about.

  By the time Nico was ready to say anything everyone’s eyes were on him. Apparently they were waiting on his opinion for something. Confused, Nico spoke. “Did…you guys ask me a question?”

  Racheal nodded. “We wanted to know what you thought.” She repeated for him. “I’m not much of a fight so I’m rolled out, Jason can’t go, Piper doesn’t believe she deserves to go but all of us agree that you and Elli are a pair for this, she can be around you and laugh. She’s not on the edge with you, and, don’t take it personal but if anyone can be around you from the moment they meet you without feeling edge, I believe, we believe, that you two are meant to go on this mission together so we want to know what you think.”

  Nico nodded. “I do believe going with her will benefit her but I want to say something else that’s been on my mind.”

  Curious looks altered into intrigued ones.

  “It’s about Leo.” Nico sighed and everyone, except Racheal, sat closer in response. “Hazel felt it too.” Nico frowned. “Leo died.” He paused watching all their looks revert to their silent depressed ones.

  “But there was something else.” Nico sighed. “When it comes to a death people go through anger and denial and I didn’t want to suppress any of that for any of you but there was something I don’t know exactly what but there was something about his death that was different.” Nico spewed and watched everyone return to their curious state.

 “But how?” Annabeth questioned. “That’s not logical.”

  Nico shrugged. “Look, I don’t know. But I wanted to tell you guys. I couldn’t lie to you about it.

  Not when Elli keeps this Detective attitude around me.” Giving another sigh, Nico leaned on the table.

  “Leo did die though.” Nico frowned. “Hazel confirmed it. So I don’t know what it is and don’t get your hopes up too much but all I know is that I don’t usually go on quest with anyone. If anyone was on a quest with me it would be Rayna and Couch Hedge but Couch has a baby and pulling Rayna for some quest we may or may not need her for is out of the question.”

  “Reyna…” Annabeth said looking at Piper. “Why don’t we take this to Camp Jupiter? It shouldn’t take us too long if we take the pegasi.” She smirked. “What do you guys say?”

  Percy nodded. “I’d like to see Hazel and Zhang again, Reyna… I’m not a big fan of but she has her opinion too.”

  “I can go there and explain everything.” Nico shrugged. “It won’t take me but a few seconds to shad-“

  “No.” A voice replied sternly from the door. Entering the room was Will Solace. “What did I say about shadow traveling?”

  Nico glared. “It’s for Elli’s sake and it’s once.”

  “Twice, you’ll have to come back.” Will replied.

  “You can’t go on a quest with Elli. She told me all about it. You haven’t gain your strength back. I’m sorry but if all of you are going to make her head spin and Nico’s the only option I can’t say that I’m going to allow it.”

  Nico rolled his eyes and Will took a seat across from his. “Doctor’s orders.”

  “Where’s Elli anyway?” Nico replied, aggravated that Will was pinning him down.

  “She’s with Celeste.” Will replied. “I told her that it wasn’t healthy to let herself put up those walls of hers. Celeste and her have interacted before and Celeste hasn’t gone on as many of voyages as anyone at this able and hasn’t been around the sick as much as me so I told the two to go down to the lake. Elli agreed with it so you can’t complain.”

  Nico sighed and looked away from Will. He was happy that Will cared but having no one to care about him for most of his was something he sometimes preferred and at this moment, he wished. Will was always yapping at him for something. When Nico was coped up in his room, Will would retrieve him and make him sit with him at the theatre, when Nico walked along, Will would join him, when Nico had something on his mind, Will would nudge him. Shaking his head, Nico looked up at Will.

  “If I can’t go then who can? She can’t do this alone.” 

Week Seven: Worry

  Mioko lit facts about Xeq like freworks. Xeq and Zamer resemble Feng Shu yet they also resemble Yin and Yang? It confused Xeq for a while but then it cleared as he learned that the Yin and Yang meant balance. Dragon being Yang and Phoenix being Yin. They represented everlasting love and symbolized that a man and spouse… Xeq stared at Mioko as he said ‘spouse’ not woman. Did that mean a man could be with a man?

  Personally, Xeq didn’t care. He had his handful of gay friends both men and woman. They were all good people. However, the thought of sleeping with them didn't cross his mind. There had been no interest in swinging that way either. When Xeq finally asked Mioko smiled. “Man chooses what he believes is true.” Was all that Mioko said and continued on with the explanation.

  As long as Xeq paid attention, absorbed all the information, and understood it that seemed to be Mioko’s greatest concern. It was also Xeq’s. He didn’t want to explain this all to Vile. Maybe he could bring Vile here for a lesson or two. He knew that he’d enjoy it. Especially if China was where they were meant to go instead of where they happened to be.

  They represented a love and passion that would last till the very end. Xeq was the basis of the Feng Shui that controlled the comic chi (energy) and forces on earth. He brought prosperity and good luck while the Phoenix was to bring the excellent side of the female.

  Xeq smiled bigger than he thought he would of when he heard that one. Mioko laugh and made a joke. It cause Xeq to blush but he laughed too because it was funny. There was more to the two's relationship than Xeq even considered. The two were meant to strengthen the relationship but it could even ‘relight the fires of a kindling relationship with the fiery energy of the Phoenix’ Mioko said exactly. It didn’t clear up until the next sentence which explained that it was a good symbol of a single female or bachelor looking to find love.

  “Well, she found it so I’m not worried.” Xeq laughed. “And I love her with more passion and words coming out of your mouth right now.” Xeq joked.

  Mioko smiled. “I did say that there were many things to learn did I not?”

  Xeq nodded. “Too many. What are you, my college professor?”

  This time, Mioko shook his head and smirked. “You could learn more from me than any college professor could promise you with two lives.”

  Xeq nodded. “Because you’re teaching me from a firsthand perspective not through the books and ‘this is how it works just cause’ attitude.”

  “Is that how you see your college professors now?” Mioko laughed.

  Xeq would have punched him in the arm if they had known each other longer. Mioko tricked him into saying that. Xeq rolled his eyes. “Yes it is and I would tell them any day.” Xeq smiled and spat back.

  “It would be an honor.” Mioko laughed again.

  The time that Xeq would spend with Mioko was limited. He hoped that he could get back to his brother but it occurred to him that Vile might not even notice that he was gone. Not because Vile and him weren’t close, but because Vile had been speaking to Zamer lately to tell him what Vile wanted to say. This Hydra’s heart interrupted the flow of connection that Vile and Xeq had. Speaking to his brother in person wasn’t so bad. It was the fact that they couldn’t communicate through thoughts that bothered him. Something was with this Hydra’s heart, something that had to do with destroying his connection with his brother.

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  Vile knocked on the door reluctantly. If Xeq was sleeping at Zamer’s all he had to do was tell her to tell him. But in the past few days he hadn’t heard a word from either of them. If they were having that much sex he didn’t want to know. He only needed to know about his brother’s whereabouts and since his brother had consumed the hydra’s heart to save him their connection had become murky and then it cut off completely. The two used to know how to communicate over long distance without technology but since the two were normally together or at least had an idea of where each other were at there was no need for the distant communication. Now, he really wish they focused on it because he was getting worried.

  Zamer’s mother answered the door with a smile. She was just as beautiful as Zamer. If Vile didn’t know any better he would call them sisters. At least she was nice. Vile shrugged in his head as he thought of what to say.

  “Vile!” Zamer’s mother wrapped her arms around him. “Son-in-law!” She said again as she squeezed him.

  Vile was careful to not hug her too tight. He always loved her hugs though. They were heartwarming and probably the best compared to anyone else he knew. Xeq and Zamer weren’t married yet but both their families treated the other as if they were already married. Xeq and Zamer both came to the conclusion to wait until after college because their families wouldn’t force them to be at home.

  “Mom.” Vile said with a smile.

  She blushed. “You don’t have to call me that if it makes you uncomfortable, honey.”

  Vile smirked. “No.” He shrugged as they let go of the hug. “That’s why I said it.”

  Vile and Zamer’s mother hadn’t spent a lot of time getting to know each other. He had come over only to stay on the couch and play video games, or to try and pry Xeq out of their house. Sometimes, he would even stay because they were fed up with home. Now, the brothers lived in the same house only a few blocks away from their parents. It was the farthest that Xeq and was allowed to go and Vile had promised that he would help pay bills so Xeq allowed the partnership.

  Zamer’s mom smiled. “Care to come in?” She said seeing that Vile didn’t step a foot inside.

  Vile shrugged. “If you want. I was hoping that I wouldn’t need to pry my brother out of your house again.”

  They both laughed at the remark but then her expression changed in concern. Before Zamer’s mother could say anything, Zamer flashed into the room. Returning to her normal form she let out an exhale of partial relief.

  “Vile!” She exclaimed. “Thank goodness you’re all right.” She paused and then look at Vile in more concern than Vile wanted her to. “You’re here for Xeq aren’t you?”

  Vile nodded slowly hoping that his brother would scare him from behind or run downstairs reluctant to see that his brother wanted him to come home.

  “He hasn’t been here in the past three days.” Zamer said in horror and disdain. “We were hoping that he’d be with you.”

  Vile’s eyes widened. He wasn’t at Zamer’s? At least if he had been he could make a joke or two about it but he wasn’t at Zamer’s? He already checked all the other places that Xeq would disappear to. He decided to save Zamer’s for last because he knew what Zamer and Xeq did in their free time. Vile bit his lip softly.  If he wasn’t here, then where could he be?

Week Twenty One: The Descendant: Choosing

  Nico took Elli’s hand to reassure her. Squeezing his hand in response, she wished she could tell him what she was thinking without everyone knowing but around her were the people she tried to avoid yesterday. She didn’t want to push them away but all of the adventures they had were starting to make her sick. Annabeth with Tarturus, the whole interaction with Gaea, the relationships, and friendships started to weigh her down. Finally before entering the room to talk with Chiron, Elli spoke.

  “You all are friendly and I don’t doubt for a moment that you’re doing this to help me…” She said and took a second to breathe. “But I haven’t gotten used to all of you, despite how much I want to be around all of you at once.” She said, starting to feel more pain about all the truths they held.

  “Tartarus…” She gawked then looked up at Percy and Annabeth then at Nico. “I hope I never have to go there…” She muttered.

  Nico frowned. “We need to tell Chiron and you need to be there.”

  Elli nodded. “I know…” She gulped. “But these people. Not that they do it on purpose but I unwind every person I meet and they, they’re worse than some of the adults at the stations. I’ve analyzed murders, they’re not murders but their lives…” She said shaking her head.

  “Please, can you inform me later? I want to go be with Will or go back to your sister’s room. I’d be much more comfortable there.” She said holding back tears. Knowing the truth was similar to feeling the pain of her friends. How angry they were, how desperate… She couldn’t take it any longer.

  Nico sighed. “You know where Will is, go to him.”

  Giving an understanding nod, Elli hugged Nico, making him blush.

  “Thank you.” She said whipping away a few tears and then turning to the others. “It’s nothing personal…” She said pausing. “Well, for me anyway…” She smirked, these people were practically naked in front of her. “I’ll trust you all will make a good decision.” She said scurrying away.

  Percy smirked. “Man, I can’t even imagine having to go through our lives again and all of at once?” Percy frowned. “I wonder if she knows about Leo.”

  Meeting Percy’s gaze, everyone stood silently at the door. Finally, Jason smirked and turned the knob. Looking up from his desk, Chiron ushered the group to come in and sit around the table. Percy and Annabeth took two seats. Across from them Jason and Piper sat, with a seat in between them and Nico. On the opposite side of him except not leaving a gap in between herself and Annabeth was Racheal.

  Glancing around for Elli and failing to find her, Chiron gave a silent nod to the group. “I’m assuming this is about the prophecy?”

  “Yes.” Racheal said with a smile. “We need to find out who’s going to go with Elli. She can’t go alone and the prophecy doesn’t have specifics on who should go with her.”

  “Not that I want her to go alone…” Nico added quietly. “But maybe this a quest only she can do?”

  Racheal sent a glare towards Nico and Piper quickly added. “I understand where Nico’s coming from, there’s no one else here who’s directly related to her, she said it herself she has no siblings. Her dad might have lied but no one in Camp Jupiter is born under Veritas and we all know how their security system is so there’s no way someone could lie about it.”

  Jason shrugged. “I don’t know, she said the pseudologoi could lie and she wasn’t able to detect it. I wouldn’t doubt that there would be a way to breach the system.”

  Percy smirked, thinking of Terminus.

  “I did know about both camps longer than anyone else.” Nico added. “There is a way as long as you have no bad intentions.”

  “Ambassador.” Annabeth thought to herself but spoke out load. “Did you know anyone who might have stuck out to you?”

  Nico shook his head. “I haven’t visited the Roman Camp since I decided to stay here.” He shrugged.
“No one comes to mind. Michael Kahale crosses my mind but he’d do nothing against Rome, he’s the child of Venus and the side of a football linebacker but that might be the only reason why he crosses my mind.”

  Percy nodded. “That guy is huge.”

  Jason agreed. “He’s a good soldier, he wouldn’t do anything to hurt the legion.”

  Chiron tapped his fingers on his desk. “I know all of you are willing to volunteer to help her but for a quest like this I wouldn’t want more than three to go in total. It’s the general number for situations like this and as Racheal said, there was no specifics on who was supposed to go with her.”

  Piper smirked. “I’d want to go but she already doesn’t trust me with my charm speaking skills.”

  “It’s not that she doesn’t trust you.” Percy tried to explain. “I mean, she knows what you’re thinking so you can’t lie to her and if you do she’ll know and figure out what you’re hiding anyway.”

  Annabeth nodded. “I vote Percy and Nico.” She replied. Meeting eyes with Nico, they exchange understanding glances.

  “She’s most comfortable with Nico and Percy seems to understand her the most. He won’t bother lying to her or thinking to himself, he know she can read his mind and won’t try anything because even though he can be a seaweed brain he’s not stupid all the time.”

  Percy smiled. “Aw,” He grinned. “I’d go but I really think Nico and Will should. They both get along with her fine and she shouldn’t have problems with either of them. If I go she’ll still unwind my life in a timeline and I might give her a headache.” He smirked. “If any of us go with her without Nico she’ll be unwinding our lives with every word, touch, though, and whatever else she can do.”

  Nico sighed. It seemed only logical for him to go, deception and trickery he could deal with, he had nothing else to do anyway but still. Did Elli need to be by him any more than she was? She knew his life. Not all of it but most of it, more of it than anyone at the table had known. Raising an eyebrow, Nico glanced at Annabeth to see if his speculation could be true.

  “What if she needs someone from Camp Jupiter? I you all came together.” He shrugged.