Mia's POV
I was in Tartarus, again. I watched as Percy and Annabeth were tortured, Their screams echoed in the cold, empty room. Then it turned to me. I watched in horror as it slowly walked towards me, a grin on its deformed face.
"Your turn daughter of Zeussssss....."
I screamed as it whipped me, ten times, twenty times, thirty times... I could hear Percy and Annabeth calling my name desperately. I could feel the hot tears falling down my face. I closed my eyes in pain, but opened them as soon as I heard a creaking sound. I looked up and saw that the large doors had opened and a figure had stepped through.
"No!" I screamed, disbelief lacing my words, "You're suppose to be dead!"
He smiled at me. "Mia! I hope you haven't forgotten me just yet! I'm your best friend after all!"
He walked slowly towards me, a sweet grin on his face. He carressed my cheek. "Don't cry... I'll be with you soon.... My Thunderbird...." Black leaked into my vision and....
I woke up.
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This isn't strange at all!
FanfictionPjo/hp maurauders era* mia never wanted to be a hero. she never wanted to lose her friends. so why does it seems like it's happening all over again? ----------------- a new prophecy leads mia peters into a whole new world filled with talking painti...
