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Fantasy Son's and Daughters of Olympus

Aurora finally calmed down after hours of crying and now it was just choked sobs. Sighing softly, she stood up and looked in the full body mirror. Her figure had gotten significantly smaller due to her lack of an appetite as well as sleep. She looked down and shook her head, knowing she was probably going o regret this. She reluctantly walked out of the hotel and made her way to Claudia's house, halfway hoping she was still welcome though her conscience told her she wasn't.
 
Tom looked at her and then smiled laughing. "Well it sounds like you don't miss me?" He held her hand then kissed it and placed it on his cheek closing his eyes. "I missed my little Fawn. I found a way to get in dreams so i have been coming into yours thinking that it will help you not miss me as much." His eyes opened and then looked at her body.


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Fawn was wearing a white, flowing dress that fitted her small and frail figure perfectly; supposing to represent purity; however it was ripped and blood stained due to the trauma and abuse she suffered her entire childhood.


Her breath hitched as he kissed her hand, her cheeks blushing darker. "Believe me, I missed you like crazy; I just wasn't sure that it was really you I was seeing..." Her voice quietened, she look towards the ground, her face showing weakness. "I believed I was falling insane."
 
Alissa had fallen asleep against her door, she hadn't moved since her talk slightly with Al. She slowly started to wake and yawned softly as she rubbed her eyes before slowly getting up and deciding to shower and change. Once she was done with that, she curled up on her bed; not realizing she had unlocked the door so anyone could come in if they wanted. (@Huntrey)
 
Al raised his head off the pillow like a sight from a horror movie, for his face was still stricken with confusion. He hadn't slept all to well over the recent events with Ali, for learning of the battle nothing had dawned upon him. Bringing his hands up to his face, he rubbed as if it was an uncomfortable mask, for he still didn't feel awake. With his awkward face mashing out of they way Al finally got up out of the bed. Shower, hygiene, and dress, a routine he had been perfecting in his new room.


Pulling on the jean jacket beside the door, he head out towards Ali's room subconsciously. Finally there, he remembered his time at her door and didn't think approaching her with questions was the best start. With a couple of weak knocks Al called for her, "You up Ali?".
 
Alissa said nothing as she laid curled up on her bed, she wanted to answer him but at the same time she felt like her voice wouldn't come out how she wanted it, so she whispered. "Yeah...." was all she said while she curled up tighter under the covers, as if hoping they would envelope her and hide her from the rest of the world.
 
"Ali... Don't worry about yesterday. I know what happened at the battle so I understand why you wouldn't want to talk about it." He feigned comprehension of the subject. Al didn't know why she was upset at the battle she wasn't at, but that didn't matter to him.
 
Alissa laid curled up under the blankets of her bed. "...You know Kronos is a god right...? And that he is evil and wants to destroy the Gods of Olympus while killing all demigods who are against him so he can't be stopped...?" she said softly while shaking slightly under the blankets.
 
Abby awoke feeling sick and drained. She didn't want to get out of bed, so just curled up in her bed and pulled the sheets tighter around her body. She craved the warmth of another person but she wouldn't dare go and try to find one. She wasn't in the mood for sex, nor did she feel even remotely attractive enough to try and find someone. She felt truly disgusting for the first time in her life. Dragging herself from her bed, she went to the showers and enjoyed the feeling of hot water against her skin. After her shower she dried her hair quickly, noticing that it was back to the blonde and length of the day before, and let out a sigh. She slipped on a pair of shorts, top and a leather jacket that had once belonged to Freya, before heading out to start work. She skipped breakfast, feeling awful and sat behind the reception desk. Picking up the phone, she dialed Claudia's number quickly. The phone rang twice when it was picked up by Claudia.


"Ciao, parlando Claudia," Claudia said as she picked up her house phone. (Hello, Claudia speaking)


"Dia... E 'Abigaia. Ho bisogno del vostro aiuto," she said, speaking Italian in a thick Greek accent. It would always fade in and out when she was upset or stressed and this morning she was both. (Dia... It's Abigaia. I need your help)


"Ehilà amore, Come posso aiutare?" (Hey there love, how can I help?)


"Ho bisogno che tu venga a Kythira. E 'urgente," she said as she began to run a hand through her hair, pushing it back from her face as she stared down at the counter. (I need you to come to Kythira. It's urgent.)


"Sarò lì, mia sorella. Non ti preoccupare." (I'll be right there, my sister. Do not worry.) Claudia said softly, looking around the room. "Qual è il problema soltanto?" (What is the problem?)


"Non riesco a parlare al telefono Dia, basta per favore .... fretta." (I can't talk about it over the phone Dia, just please.... hurry.)


"Lo farò. Cassaforte di soggiorno Abigaia," she said, worry creeping into her voice. (I will. Stay safe Abigaia.)


"Arrivederci. Ciao," Abby said as her voice broke and she hung up the phone. She could only hope that they would arrive soon before she had to deal with Demetri alone.


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Claudia put down the phone and turned to Will. "We're leaving. Abigaia needs me back in Greece and I can't leave Ira here on her own. The rest of you are all welcome to come too. I'm sure Abigaia will have plenty of room for you at Camp Pragma," she said, not focusing on him and instead on what she needed to pack. 
(@CrimsonBanchee @Lexie)
 
Al nodded to himself, "I know Kronos' story, and I know that he was beat before." He put his hand on the handle, turning it to reveal it was unlocked. Peering inside Al noticed the girl curled up, hiding herself from the world. "May I come in?".
 
Idris hadn't slept. She had known from the instant she'd left the restaurant that she wouldn't be able to, and so had proceeded to practice her hand-to-hand combat in the gym all night. By the time she was done, she was panting with exertion. Freya become a god? Aphrodite, a human? Why? And why had Freya left them like that? She had looked for Abby, but hadn't found the girl last night. Still sweaty, Idris made her way to Abby's room and tapped the door gently. She didn't want to bother the girl, and if she was sleeping, certainly wasn't going to, but she needed answers, and this was the only way she could think to find them.


(@Vaila)
 
Abby sighed, sitting back behind the receptionist desk. It was peaceful, with a gentle breeze blowing through the room and she was glad that it wasn't boiling hot today. Ontop of all the worries she didn't need to boil to death while she worked. Although the resort itself was closed, she still had expenses to pay and class schedules to work on.


(@firejay1)
 
Alissa closed her eyes tighter as she curled up tighter under the blankets. "Sure.." she said softly as she laid under the blankets, not knowing he had peered into her room and was technically in her room. "And you don't know everything about Kronos.." (@Huntrey)


(@Huntrey)
 
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When the door didn't open, Idris walked back down the hall, in some frustration, then she saw Abby sitting at the front desk. It was a stroke of luck. She went up to her, tapping the desk and trying not to startle her. "Good morning, Abby. I need to talk to you."
 
"Morning Idris," she said softly, looking up at the girl. She placed a fake bright smile on her face, and felt guilty for it immediately. Idris had done nothing to deserve her fakest of smiles, and it faded quickly. "What can I do for you?" she asked. (@firejay1 )
 
Idris noticed the look, but made no comment on it. Goodness knew she wasn't one to be reprimanding someone for faking a smile - she did it all the time without breaking a sweat. She got straight to the point. "I know Freya's alive. But how? Why didn't she tell us? Where is she now? And what's this about switching places with Aphrodite?"
 
Abby looked around and sighed. "It's complicated but it's essentially because of the battle with Cronus," she said softly, looking at the bowl of Drachma she kept on the counter.
 
"Is there any way to get her back?" Idris asked, because to be honest that was really the thing that mattered most to her.
 
"I assume so. I mean it's not like she left me a set of instructions. She technically died. If we return Aphrodite to her Goddess form, there is no telling what would happen to Freya," she said softly. "But it's most likely that she'd be free to go. It's going to be getting my mom to her Goddess form that will be difficult. She was cast out as punishment for trying to protect everyone at the battle. They aren't allowed to interfere. It's why I've only seen Freya twice, and both times were when she'd escaped her guard and only for a few moments."
 
"I have no idea. I'm kind of hoping that once we find her we can ask Freya how she was turned from a Demigod to a Goddess....." she said nervously.
 
Abby nodded. "But don't ask me where she is. My sister Claudia is the one who was trying to track her. She'll be here within the next few days."
 
"Not that I know of. The last week's been difficult since she's got Ira, Will, Tom, Eva and Aurora with her," she said with a small shrug and a sad smile. "I personally think that if she's not in Greece, she'll be in New York. But Claudia is having trouble."
 

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