Isabella, Tartarus survivor

Another godly visit? How embarrassing.

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Chapter 30

A couple of days had passed since two gods visited the camp at once. Nobody had stopped looking at me weirdly, and I didn't know what I could do to show them I wasn't dangerous. I was sat in the dining area when it happened. I was eating with Nico, wolfing down my food. Habits like that tended to stick with you when you'd experienced never knowing when you were going to get your next meal. I don't remember anything else, but I've been told what happened.

A red headed girl walked over, and placed her hand on my shoulder. I dropped my cutlery noisily on my plate. "Is? Are you ok?" Nico asked me. My breathing came in gulps, and I pulled a face as if I was in pain. "Oh gods! Are you choking?" Nico began to panic, but I did not answer. I just sat bolt upright, facing straight ahead and swaying slightly. Nico stood, and went to hit my back when the girl, Rachel, swatted him away.

"No!" She said in an authoritative tone. A small crowd had gathered around us now. Nico had his palms out, shadows swirling around him. His hands dropped when he noticed something spilling out of Rachel's mouth, swirling around her and me. A strangled voice came from our throats.

"The world around shall crumble,

A friend will make him stumble,

A double blooded Hades child,

Shall let her powers run completely wild."

The next part I do remember. I felt my eyes roll forward and I gasped for air. I felt shaky. Everyone around me was staring at me and anxiety clawed at my chest. I looked at Rachel, confusion written all over my face. "Well that was weird." Said a boy from the Iris table. My mind suddenly realised what was going on. My eyes flitted over the tables around me and I stood up suddenly.

"Excuse me." I said, and fell backwards into the shadows I'd conjured.

I carried on falling as I arrived in my bedroom. I fell onto my bed and hugged the sheets, focusing on slowing my breathing and trying to calm myself down. Apollo was the god of prophecy or whatever, wasn't he? It was probably just a side effect of his 'gift'. There was a sheepish knock at my door. I stayed silent. "Isabella, are you decent?" A voice I recognized but could not quite place asked. I made a muffled sound in answer, and Will stepped around my door. "Hey." He said in a soothing tone. "You alright?" I took a deep, shuddering breath.

"I don't know. Is this one of the 'gifts' Apollo mentioned?" I added quotations with my fingers around the word 'gifts'. Will grimaced at me.

"No. There are oracles that can deliver the prophecies, but at the moment Rachel is the Oracle of Delphi. And all the others are spread out around the world. No child of Apollo has been born as an oracle, and no person who has received Apollo's 'gifts', who are few and far between may I add, have magically been able to deliver prophecies. I'm really sorry, Is, but I don't know what's happening here." I felt a little frown beginning to tug at my features. I let out a long breath and clenched my fists to stop them from shaking.

"Ok." I looked at the floor, trying to think of some reason as to why I was suddenly spouting glimpses of the future. Will scooted towards me, and, with slight hesitation, wrapped me in a hug. I went stiff for a second, but forced myself to relax. Will withdrew from the hug and looked like he was concentrating on something. He shook his head a couple of times, then took a deep breath in and said;

"I reckon, if dad has a shred of curiosity, he's gonna come back to Camp and see what's going on. He'll probably be aware that someone else just spouted off a prophecy, without an oracle no less, and he's probably gonna want to know what's going on." I nodded. Nico appeared from the dark and wrapped me into a hug. I suddenly felt like crying, and wrapped my arms tightly around him. He murmured comforts into my hair in Italian, then pulled away and planted a kiss on my forehead. I smiled sadly at him.

"I'm a bit of a freak, aren't I?" Nico glared at me.

"Isabella Aurora Di Angelo, you are not a freak. Don't ever think that you are." He told me fiercely.

"Yeah. You're talented, not a freak." Will agreed. There was another knock at the door, and this time Piper entered.

"Hey guys, just thought you'd want to know that Apollo's Iris messaged us. Austin's talking to him right now, trying to keep him busy so he doesn't get bored and leave. Come talk to him?" I stood up and began to walk out of the room. Nico draped his arm around my shoulders and walked with me. Piper led us away, and Will followed behind us.

I arrived in the dining hall to a hushed crowd. Austin was talking to Apollo about what exactly had happened, explaining in painful and unnecessary detail to try and lengthen the story and keep his interest. Austin looked to the side and saw me approaching, so he stepped aside. "Here she is, dad." I stepped into the frame.

"Ah, Isabella." Apollo greeted me. "So, apparently, you have been spouting prophecies like there's no tomorrow."

"Only one." I told him. "Why?"

"Well, because I'm curious, my dear." He told me, grinning.

"I- I mean, why am I speaking prophecies?" I asked him.

"Hm. Well, you see, I don't exactly know. It's never really happened before. I think it's rather interesting. And fun! What did it feel like? What exactly happened?"

"Well, I got this really bad um... ah, what do you call it?" I turned to Nico. "La emicrania?" I asked him.

"Headache." He told me.

"Right. Well I got this really bad headache, and my chest got really tight. Like I couldn't breathe. And then I blacked out."

"And delivered the prophecy." Apollo continued, excitedly. "Right, right, and what happened afterwards?"

"Well, my head felt like it was exploding and my throat really hurt. Also I couldn't stop shaking." Apollo nodded sagely.

"Interesting. Interesting." He said. "Well, I don't have a clue what's happening to you. Should be fun to find out though!" He told me. He peered over his shoulder and called to someone, then turned back to me. "I've gotta go. Nice seeing you, Austin, Will, Kayla." He smiled at each of his children in turn, then the message cut off."

"Well, Percy." A voice from the Hermes table piped up. "Looks like you've been replaced as the most messed up demigod. A visit from a god twice in less than a week? Looks like Isabella's the one getting attention now." Nico spun around, anger written on his face, but I grabbed his arm.

"Neeks, it's ok. He didn't mean anything by it." I told him. Percy looked at me, as if checking I was ok with the observation, which I was, then turned back to the boy.

"Travis, I think you might be right. And thank the gods for that." He chuckled slightly.

"Alright campers." Chiron's voice called out into the dining hall. "Resume your normal activities. Isabella, please come with me."