a/n: I'm listening to the Underworld Saga (for the 200000th time) while writing this. So yay..... HAVE FUN WITH THAT!

Ask questions, and give CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, and suggestions (ideas). I'll at least respond, or ill try.

Piper pov obvi:

I love dreams sooo much yknow, right? Every night ever since I heard the voice it's becoming less of the voice and more of Malcolm. Now I normally I just see him falling then it flashes to the dark version of me in the mirror smiling. I have no clue what to call it. The voice, dark me, random thingy? 

Anyway, since those dreams are, disturbing to say the least I haven't gotten much sleep. Anything to not hear that voice again. It's laugh echoed in my mind.

Today was an exception to the "little sleep rule". I had been resting on Zeus' fist just thinking when I started spacing out, then sleep decided to catch up to me... 

It wasn't fun.

"Finally come to see me, I see. What, you didn't want to see little ole' me?" The voice echoed in the dream. I swear it can't leave me alone, can it? It's not even a prophecy dream, just this stupid thing. Its voice annoyed me because it seemed like constant, controlled charmspeak. Like honey, but each word was extremely sweet and full of crystals. 

"What do you want with me?!" I asked (yelled). 

"Me?! I don't want much! But let's be honest, we all know you can be like this, me." It smiled with a wink.

"OH so now you say I can be useful! What about the whole "all are better than you" talk about, huh?! To like trigger me or something?! Tell me." Anger crept into my voice without me knowing it.

"As I said, to give you a nudge in the direction it was already going to go." It seemed to remember something. "Also, have you forgotten our deal?" I couldn't remember what it exactly was with the whole "Malcolm will die" situation. I shook my head.

"You know what? Forget our previous deal, it was hardly even a deal anyway!" 

It was probably more of a threat, I thought bitterly.

"How about this," I suggested. "You leave my family and friends alone, and you don't disturb me, ok?" 

"Sorry, no can do. I won't take it, but you know what you will?" It stepped closer. "I give you more free range to your abilities, and I won't ever control you to do things. Ok?" 

I wanted to protest, but I knew this one wasn't a negotiating term. It was one or the other. I glared at it which made it smile.

"Ah. I see you picked the right option! Great choice!" They said it kindly but you could tell it was filled with poison.

Before I could even say one more word it snapped it's fingers and all the air went out of my lungs.

(The urge to leave it here but I only have like 500 words)

I stumbled back winded from the hit. 

When I finally took a breath in it felt fresh, and clean, like a warm autumn's night. Each breath was refreshing and clear, it felt great.

Shit. It did something, what will this new Home Depot 'air filter' do? I wanted to remove that new air now knowing it probably had side effects.

I looked around to find the dark version, but it was gone. A dark magenta lighted pulsed through the dream.

"Ha! It feels nice, doesn't it? I'll show up less like that, but..." It laughed a high, echoing laugh that you would hear from TV villains. The dream faded out.

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I snapped awake looking around. Oh yeah, I had forgotten to keep my eyes open on the fist. My back hurt. 

I jolted up hearing the dinner bell and I got up and walked over to the pavilion.

I hadn't gotten used to the new feeling yet but as much as I hated why I had it, it did feel nice. My lungs would open up with each breath, it was the polar opposite of like NY air, and it felt almost reliving like everything was fine. 

I wanted to believe everything was fine even though it wasn't. I would still need to talk to Jason and Annabeth, sooner or later Leo might start realizing that something's up, and I should probably talk to Malcolm... 'Ugh, that'll be fun!' I thought sarcastically.

At dinner not much happened I think. I stayed silent most of the dinner only speaking up to lead the campers back to my cabin. Surprisingly they listened and agreed almost first try (some didn't hear me).

I skipped Campfire later knowing Annabeth would be with her brother. 'I guess I can hit two birds with one stone', I thought.

Wait, no. Scratch that. I have no clue why I thought of that metaphor!

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When I knocked on the door Will opened it this time. He had a pleasant smile but there were bags under his eyes like he hardly got any good sleep. Or any at all. I started feeling guilty.

"Well, don't give me that look. You look the same!" Will laughed reading my mind. He greeted me inside and showed me where Malcolm's bed was after doing some paperwork. 

Malcolm looked pale but overall well. I didn't see Jenny with him right now, she was probably at the campfire. He lay propped up by a pillow and tried giving a weak smile. Poking out from his sleeve was one giant bruise and burn that had started to heal, but it was easy to see. I looked away ashamed.

Annabeth was on the other chair glaring daggers at the floor. I wish she could just tell me what was happening between us but I didn't dare right now. Not with Malcolm like this. However it did tick me off that she used to always tell me what was on her mind, but now she started to communicate less.

"Hey?" I asked tentatively. "I am so incredibly sorry! I didn't mean it to happen, I hope you're doing better!? I don't know what happen-" Annabeth cut me off.

"No, you do know what happened, you just don't want to believe it. And maybe you didn't mean for it to happen but you still did it! Why can't you understand that!" She got up and moved to a few meters away from me.

If this happened a few months ago it would've felt like the words would've dried up in my mouth before I said them. Now, they flowed out quicker than someone could say their response. I narrowed my eyes at her, glaring.

"What's with you lately? I tried apologizing, but you shut me down. I try seeing him, you close me off. I still help you, and you don't look at me. I try having my friend, and she ignores me!" I wasn't yelling but each word was clear and hard. "So what is it, hm?"

She didn't respond, but Annabeth moved us away from her brother.

"C'mon, Speak. Up. And. Tell. Me." I asked the daughter of Athena. I gave her a tight smile waiting for her response.

This time she finally spoke, and although she said it her eyes were hard and closed off. As if she would have never said this.

"There was a prophecy. That was why I was late. It wasn't a good one. We need to be careful now." She glared.

I stood there, shocked. Another prophecy? Right before what happened? If the fates are playing at something, I swear I'll-

Annabeth cut me out of my thoughts, "Piper? Why are you smiling more?"

She looked concerned, but I didn't care. I couldn't control the mess the Fates were creating. 

But Annabeth said that we "had to be careful", I wanted to laugh. When have they ever been careful? 

Did she think it was about me? She's only been avoiding me. I saw her hanging out with lots of other people. 

This new "dangerous prophecy" happened right before "I went and hurt her brother", right? Of course, it would be suspicious! I've just wanted to know if my "friend" had faith in me. Ha no, she instantly ignored me instead. I let out a humorless laugh.

"You don't trust me. Do you?" I stated looking up at her.

She shook her head, eyes darting around the room. "Piper you're-"

"I'm what," I asked her. I felt anger boiling in me. I didn't know why it was, but I had been left in the dark for weeks by her.

"You wanna know Piper? Well too bad I guess! All I can say is that you changed. Now go." She yelled.

For the first time, I didn't feel hurt by her words. I forgot what is was like being friends with her. 

I would do what she said, but not just on her terms. This time I'll go off of my terms.

I was going to try charm-speaking Annabeth Chase.

A/n: ......suffer.

Ok is anyone confused about anything that happened? should I clarify certain things?