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The Prophecy of Time
When I reach the cabin, all I can do is stand outside and stare at it. It's tall and jet-black, with green fire in the torches on either side of the door. I step onto the dark porch and reach a tentative hand towards the door. It flies open before I touch it, and I find myself face-to-face with a grinning sixth grader. Her blue eyes are wide and excited, and her light brown hair is pulled into pigtails.
"Hi!" She says with another smile, revealing braces. "I'm Daisy! Who are you?"
I also discover she talks so fast it seems she didn't even breathe. "Uh, I'm—"
A voice cuts me off. "Whoa, whoa, Daisy, slow down. Take a breath." The voice's source, a tan boy with curly, darkish brown hair and dark eyes with a mischievious glint in them, steps over to us. "I'm Logan." He flashes me a smile and gestures that I can come in. I do, and stand in the middle of the place. Kids are in bunks lining the wall. I see a mane of long, straight red hair hanging from one bunk, a pale hand dangling from another, and even a pair of feet hanging off a third. Someone's snoring.
"Welcome to the Hades cabin." He says, before getting hit in the side of the head by a balled-up sock.
"Shut up! I'm trying to sleep!" The red haired person I saw sleeping glares from the darkness at us, her blue eyes glittering with annoyance.
"Sorry." Logan raises his hands in surrender.
The girl relents. "No prob. Who's the new girl?"
"I'm Riley." I introduce myself.
"Willow. Nice to meet you." She answers. "So, you're Hades, now, huh?"
"No. I'm just bunking with you. Until the dude in the wheelchair finds my godly parent." I say.
"Oh. We've become the Hermes cabin. Taking in all the new kids. I'm not Hades, either, but no one knows my godly parent. I wasn't claimed." She sounds bitter.
"Oh. I got gold knives, glowing over my head." I explain.
"Well, who knows who that could be. Is it your mom or dad?" Willow looks straight at me.
"Should be my dad. But who knows, right?" I shake my head.
"Just go to sleep for now. We'll get this figured out tommorow. Seriously." Logan says before walking over to a bunk and climbing up top. He nods to the bottom bunk.
"You can sleep there." He offers.
"Thanks." I crawl in and lay there, staring at the bottom of Logan's bunk, unable to sleep.
'This new life is more complicated then I thought.' Inthink to myself. New life...
I realize I'll never leave.
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