Thalia Grace squinted, confused, at Draco Malfoy's extremely random scream. It was nearly one thirty in the morning, and it was his and a few other demigods' turns to sleep. "What in the hell were you dreaming about?" she asked. Draco panted breathlessly, frightened, now fully awake. "Nothing! Just do your job for another half hour and it'll be your turn for some rest," he sighed exhaustedly, shutting his eyes again as he laid back against the tree he had selected.
Sleep had not come easily at all. And when he had finally been able to shut his eyes for a moment, he had dreamed of Diana, or rather, Killer Frost, killing him and never becoming herself again. The dreams, nightmares, just would not leave him alone. Draco wondered if the dream he had just had was really a warning from his father, portraying either the certain or possible future. Or maybe it was more of Pluto's trickery. He just could not decide. Once again, his mind wandered not to Killer Frost, but to Diana inside. And her terrible suffering.
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'No!' her voice seemed to scream inside of his head. 'Please! Just leave me alone, I want to be free again!' 'Why?! Why is this happening to me?!' her voice sobbed, over and over again.
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But then, Draco forced his mind onto another possibility; Diana's freedom. He imagined her now bright gray eyes returning to their usual beautiful blue color.
