Chapter 1: Diana and Amber Meet

Diana

It was the first day of the new school year, and I stood in front of my new school. My mother and I had hoped that moving to Aere City would stop Zeus from finding me. At least for longer than the last few times.

But I guess you don't really know about me, huh. Well here it is: My name is Diana and I am 16 years old. My hair is black, my eyes are ocean blue with flecks of green, and I am what people could consider a freak here. My mother is the goddess of witchcraft, making me part witch, but my father, is the Greek god Posieden. Usually, pantheons don't mix. So pretty much, I have the whole Greek pantheon and a few witches on my case.

Honestly, it's more Uncle Zeus who hates me, but most of the others follow his lead, believing it's the right thing. Technically, I am supposed to be a goddess, and while I do have most of my powers, the whole "godly package" isn't there yet.

Mother says it's because when gods and goddesses are born, they have to earn their godhood by proving themselves.

So pretty much, I'm like a hybrid of a demigod and a witch until I prove to the universe I am worthy of being immortal and gaining my full power.

But, anyways, I am here in front of Alana Cure, my new school. It wasn't much to look at, it was a white two-story building with black trim and bronze letters that display the name of the school. The upper floor was for beings between the ages of 13-18 and the lower was for kid that were 8-12. You graduated on account of how advanced your powers were. So, a kid could be 9, become a master at their powers, and then graduate by the end of the year. Usually, at Alana Cure the lowest age is 13. That says alot.

Expanding my second sight(part of my witch powers), I could see a training feild (more of an arena really, with the stands on either side) behind the school where a female vampire and a male werewolf were sparring before class. There was a playground close by for the younger children that came here, and there was quite a few of them there. I saw a building just behind the school, only a foot apart from it. I'm pretty sure that's the gym.

I looked down at my outfit, wondering what people woud think of my navy jeans, and black t-shirt with a skull on it. Stop that!, I mentally scolded myself, You're here for two things, hiding from Zeus, and protecting the Chosen! You have no time for wonder what people think of you!

Walking in, I find the main office to my right and walk into the huge crowd of students who were trying to get their schedules. I mentally sighed and vapour traveled to the front of the crowd. The secretary seemed startled by my sudden appearance, but just asked for my name and gave me my schedule, wishing me good luck on my first day.

I just smiled and vapour traveled back to the front doors, taking a look at my schedule. There was two pages, one that was labelled 'First Day' and the other that was labelled, 'Schedule'. The first day schedule was pretty simple, beginning the day with an assembly that lasted 45 or more minutes, going into homerooms to get settled, then people have the next hour for lunch. After all that, you go back to homeroom for locker assignments, then for the last hour and a half, you go around the school to meet all the teachers.

Seemed simple enough.

After the longest introduction ceremony I have ever been to(And I've been to at least a dozen(Thanks Zeus!)), I walked into room 308, my homeroom. The teachers name was scrawled on the board, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

Instead, I found a seat behind a witch with golden blonde hair and red eyes. The most peculiar thing about her though, was the peice of her hair on the right that was dyed brown. She turned around and gave me a small smile before turning back around and beginning to scribble into her notebook.

During homeroom, the teacher, introduced himself, promising a fun class where we could do nearly anything we wanted, as long as it was within school policy. Immediatly, most of the witches formed a circle and began to show off their powers. The vampires all got together and talked about where the best blood banks were, and werewolves pulled out some protein bars, chatting about sports.

The blonde witch I sat behind was still scribbling in her note book, and the only two demigods in class were chatting and practicing their powers. I joined the demigods, and we talked about our parents. They were half siblings, children of Hephestaus. They were fire users. We laughed and talked and tried to see if we could bug the witches by mixing water and fire to create steam that we directed towards them. We laughed at the reactions for awhile.

Once homeroom was let out for lunch, I went outside to eat. I sat under a nice little oak tree in front of the school, and began to watch everyone else slowly trickle out of the school, either heading home for lunch, or trying to find a nice shady spot somewhere, as today was very bright and warm.

I pulled out a sandwich amd began to eat, still watching all the people around me. I saw the blonde girl talking with someone who was out of my view thanks to some idiot who was standing in my way.

I didn't try to use my second sight, not really caring about who she was talking to.

After lunch, the rest of the day passed in a blur.

Then I went home. The second I walked into my new Victorian home on 83rd avenue, my werewolf roomate came down the stairs, smelling me. I gave him a bright smile, "Hey Liam, how's your head today?"

See, Liam went through some trauma as a child, and he was practically insane when I found him. Slowly, my mother and I tried to help him, mostly me. Some days, he's much better, but others, he shifts uncontrollably and begins to scream and yell. Usually, he can tell by how clear his head is. It was actually during one of his episodes that I dicovered the birthmark on his calf, signalling he was a Chosen.

Liam smiled, his black eyes lighting up at my enthusiasm, "Better today. Sorry about yesterday though."

I shook my head, "How many times did I tell you? It's fine! No one was hurt, so we're all good, ok?"

Liam nodded, causing his long-ish dark hair to bounce slightly, but he didn't seem convinced. He had been having one of his episodes where he was consumed by memory of what happened to him, and he was threatening me with a knife. Luckily, my mother was coming over for one of her random visits, and she found me up against a wall with Liam yelling in my face.

The rest is history.

The day slowly faded into night and I walked into my room, bidding goodnight to Liam. Once I was sure he wouldn't bug me, I pulled out a peice of paper from a drawer in my desk. On it, were the famous words from the prophectic witch.

But this wasn't the prophecy. It was a letter.

To my goddess,

Someday, you will have a very special daughter, born of two worlds, who will protect the Chosen at any cost. When she is of the age seventeen, the end will begin.

She will look exactly like you, minus the eyes. You must take care of her, for if the god of lightning kills her before her part in all this is fufilled, the worlds will become dark. You must protect your daughter so that in turn, she may protect the Chosen.

A part of the letter had been torn off, and though I had contemplated what could've been there, I gave up, thinking that it probably wasn't important.

The letter was given to me when I turned seven, after the first attack from Zeus. After that, my mother worked very hard to protect me from my uncle. But apparently, it wasn't just Zeus I needed to be protected from.

I winced, remembering what had happened that night two years ago as I got ready for bed. I fell asleep, hoping to evade the memory. I did evade the harsh memory, but the nightmare that followed made me wish I was dreaming of my past.

The room was dark, cold, and filled with a menacing aura. I was slamming my shoulder into a wall, as if I knew that a door was there.

After a minute, the wall gave way, and I stood face to face with Lord Zeus. His dark choclate hair fell in his well structured face, and his harsh sky blue eyes had an amused look to them. He was in the form of what I assume was a nineteen year old.

A cold laughter filled the room, and I realized my uncle was laughing at me, "Did you really think I couldn't kill you?" he asked, his powerful voice causing my eardrums to vibrate, "I am a god, you insolent girl! You cannot escape my wrath!"

A glimmering silver sword appeared in his hand, and he stabbed me in the chest, watching me fall to my knees, a shocked expression on my face. I saw four people run up behind Zeus, suddenly forming from the darkness behind him. But before I could distinguish any features, Zeus pulled the sword from my chest and cut them all down with one swift swipe.

Zeus walked up to me, grinning as if he had just won a game, "So much for saving the world. Farewell, neice."

The sword impaled my heart, and the world went black.

Waking up in cold sweat, I sat up and glanced at my alarm clock. 2:30am.

Groaning and lying back down, I thought about my dream.

While I was dwelling on the terrifying nightmare, my mind began to drift aimlessly, until I found myself thinking about the blonde witch from school. There was something about her. Some kind of familiar aura that drew me to her.

I tried to figure out what was so special about her. But I couldn't.

It wasn't until the next day, I formally met Amber de Latino.

Amber

The first thing I did this morning was roll out of bed and groan loudly. I may be somewhat good at school, and enjoy a few of my classes, but like nearly everyone else, getting up in the morning was not something I liked to do.

My twin brother Xepher(pronounced like Xavier) walked in, rubbing his eyes and yawning, "Could you be any louder?"

I shook my head, grinning, "No, that was definately my loudest."

Xepher just rolled his eyes and walked out of my room. After he had walked out, I grabbed a random outfit that consisted of light blue jeans, and my favourite white tshirt with black gothic lettering: PWND 4 L1F3

Grabbing my charm bracelet that turned into my staff, Spring, I practically rushed out of my room, as the smell of bacon had wafted into my room while I got dressed.

Walking into the kitchen I saw Xepher cooking pancakes and bacon.

His golden blonde hair kept falling into his eyes as he cooked, while the brown peice on his left stuck up in the air. His red eyes radiated his morning bliss. It was nice to see Xepher slightly happy every once in awhile, before he became over protective and brooding. I would've stared at the peaceful expression on his face, but my mischeivious side had other plans.

I may be half angel and all, but now and then, I do have my moments.

I crept up behind Xepher(using a slience spell I had been practicing for years), and jumped on his back, making him lose his grip on the frying pan as he tumbled sideways. We landed on the floor with a thus, and we laid there for maybe two seconds before I began to laugh at the expression on Xepher's face.

"Really Amber? Really?" Xepher looked like a mixture of irritated, surprise, shock, and respect. It was a very interesting look. I giggled and stood up, extending a hand to help him up.

Xepher took it and grinned at me, "Your silence spells are really coming along, sis." Xepher usually acted as my personal tutor on the spells/charms/potions that I had troubles with. I only had these problems because I turned out with the more angelic half, whereas Xepher got the opposite. He would've graduated last year, but he insisted that he needed at least one more year at Alana Cure. He mostly did it to help me out with my studies. But no one except me and him knew that.

After breakfast, Xepher and I went to school. It was a pretty average day, for the most part. In homeroom, I gave a small smile to the chick with the midnight black hair, and ocean blue eyes, then began to draw.

Once homeroom was over, I went to Potions and sat in my usual spot, staring out the window for a few minutes, while everyone walked in and found seats, I heard a quiet voice behind me.

"Can I sit here? Or is the seat taken?" The birthmark on my wrist began to burn slightly, and I turned to see the girl from homeroom standing there, a questioning look on her face. I nodded, "Yeah. Sure. Do what you want."

The teacher(After all this time, I still can't remember his name) walked in, he wasn't much, just a tall man with slightly grayed hair and a hard expression on his face. He'd been my Potions teacher for years, so his crabby moods and strict rules weren't much of a hassle. His eyes gazed at the class thoughtfully before they rested on our table.

His green eyes(common colour for pure bred witches) narrowed as he walked over here, glaring at the girl beside me. Once he got here, the girl looked up from a novel that she had pulled out when she sat down. She met his gaze and asked him in a cool voice, "Can I help you?"

The teacher scowled, "Your name?" He obviously didn't like this girl.

"Diana" she answered in the same tone.

"Last name?"

"Don't have one."

The teacher looked annoyed, "How can you have no last name?"

Diana smirked, "Look at me, and then imagine my eyes were green, then tell me what you see."

I gazed at Diana, imagining her with green eyes. The same bright green eyes that most witches do have, and the result was a shocking one. This girl could've been the goddess herself!

The teacher's icy glare told me that he had figured out just who she was. And he didn't look happy.

"You're that Greek hybrid aren't you? Daughter of the goddess and that sea god?"

Diana nodded curtly, and returned to her book. It was obvious that the conversation was over. None of what the teacher said made any sense whatsoever, but I wasn't about to blurt out a question I knew was just going to get someone angry.

Once the teacher stalked off and the class settled, we got the class assignment. Everyone had to make a sufficient truth potion, then use it on their partners. The challenge: They can't remember what they say, or you fail.

Everyone began to work. And things were fine until Diana got some water for her potion. Thing is, she used some sort of power over water. Daughter of the goddess and that sea god, the teacher had said. My eyes widened in realization as the teacher came over, scowling, "Miss Diana, you are in a witch class, not a demigod one, so please refrain from using your, erm, other powers in my class."

The glare he received was so cold, I shivered. Diana smoothly slid out over her seat and looked him straight in the eye. Her eyes darkened considerably, and she spoke in such a quiet, terrifying tone, the teacher gulped, "The is no law against who I am and what my powers are. The next time you get on my case, I will freeze your veins and throw you in the ocean. I think my father would love to meet you, seeing as he keeps bugging me to let him send a message to witches like you who constantly shun me for my parentage."

The teacher gulped again, the fear evident on his face, "Y-you wouldn't dare-"

Diana smirked, "Yes, I would. I will abide by your terms. But if you ever treat me like that again, I swear on the Styx, I will go through with my promise. Are we clear?"

The teacher nodded, and went back to his desk. The class stared at Diana, and she gave them a weary look, "You can start working on your potions again." she told them softly, but still coldly.

The students went back to work.

Diana slumped down in her chair and put her head in her hands. I felt bad for her, so I pulled out my potions notes from last year. I slid them to the middle of the table and whispered to her, "Beakers are in the cupboard, and I have some notes on a few of the better truth potions that work quite well. Good luck."

Diana gave me a grateful smile that made me feel warm and fuzzy. I smiled back and went to work on the potion. Once I was done, with at least twenty minutes left before we had to test them, I began to doodle. To my surprise, Diana finished five minutes after me, not even touching the notes I gave her. I was impressed, but didn't show it.

In fact, I honestly didn't want to do this. I didn't want some girl I don't know to ask me questions that I didn't remember. I guess she could read my exspression, because Diana gave me a reassuring smile and whispered, "Don't worry, I promise to tell you after class what I asked you, as long as you promise to do the same."

I nodded and went back to drawing. Diana pulled out her book and began to read it. Once another fifteen minutes had gone by, the teacher announced that we would now use our potions on the people sitting on the left. I faced Diana as she grabbed a couple of the plastic cups that we use for testing potions. Before she poured the potion in however, she rinsed both cups thouroughly with her powers, making sure to hide it from the teacher.

I was about to ask why she was doing that if she swore on the Styx, but then I realized she didn't swear not to use her powers in class. Once the cups were clean, she poured some of her potion in the cup and handed it to me.

Once I drank it, I didn't feel different. But Diana grinned as if something had gone right.

Then she asked me, "So, what's your name? I never did quite get it."

"Amber de Latino." I replied. This was easy, why would I lie about my name?

Diana smiled, "Nice to meet you Amber. What's your family like?"

My next words shocked me, not by what I said, but how I said it, I sounded so bitter, "What family? I have my twin brother and that's it. My mom died in childbirth and my dad faded. My step-mother is travelling Earth to find one of the twins and I'm the only one holding me and Xepher together."

Diana nodded, looking serious, "The twins? What were they like?"

I smiled slightly, remembering the good times before the accident, "They were great. Xepher and I loved the girls. But Xepher was the closest to them, espcially Daphne. Then-" I broke off and my mind went blank. In a panic, I tried to remember what I just said. But I couldn't. Diana sighed, "Looks like it wore off."

I nodded, remembering the promise she made, and poured my potion into the other cup, handing it to her. Diana set it aside, waiting for everyone else to finish. There were at least three shouts after every potion wore off, "I can't believe you! Why would you ask me that?" and "What the hell you little pervert!" and of course, "Why would you do that? I thought we were friends!"

I winced at some of these. Looks like some people asked those kinds of questions.

Once we got the go-ahead, Diana drank my potion. Instantly, her eyes turned green, the side affect I added to make sure it worked. She really does look like the goddess, I thought.

"Okay," I started, "Well, umm...what to start with?"

"Ask me anything, I may be nervous about some questions, but I mostly don't care." Her face was calm, as if she knew that there was nothing to stop me from asking anything, and didn't care.

I smiled at the response, "Would you be okay with me asking about your parents?"

"Sure, what do you want to know?"

"So, the teacher said you were a Greek hybrid, does that mean your father is Posieden?"

Diana nodded, "Yes."

"Do you see him often?" I asked.

"No, Zeus tries his hardest to keep dad occupied, so I barely get to see him, but when I do, it's a really great time."

"Why does Zeus try to keep him occupied?" I wondered aloud, before I realized my mistake, Diana answered, though her calm face became angry, "He hates me," she spat out, "And when Zeus has free time, which he usually does, he hunts me down and tries to kill me...All because of that stupid prophecy."

My eyes widened, "What prophecy?"

Diana looked up, her green eyes fading back to blue, "It's supposed to be a secret, but if you really want to hear it-"

She closed her eyes and shook her head. When she opened them again, they were blue. She had the momentary look of panic like I did, then remembered my promise, and relaxed a bit. Once we were let out of class, she pulled me aside and told me what she had asked me about.

"But before I could learn more, the potion wore off." I nearly sighed with relief, she didn't find out about the twins.

"So," Diana said, pulling me back to Magia, "What happened with me?"

I told her almost everything, except the part about the prophecy, "You told me about your dad, and how little you get to see him. You told me why, and just before you could tell me why Zeus hated you, the potion wore off."

It was most of it, but Diana didn't question me. By some silent agreement, we spent almost the rest of the day together. Once the day was over, Diana and I waited outside of the school. My ride was in an afterschool club, so I was going to walk home, but Diana offered me a ride. So we waited for Diana's friend to pick us up.

When the sleek black corvet pulled up, Diana looked at it with a slight unhappiness. Before I could ask, a boy, possibly seventeen, stepped out of the car with a grin on his face, "Hey!" he yelled towards us, "You comin' or what?"

Diana shook her head and muttered something unintelligble as we walked to the car. I noticed all the stares we were getting from the other students, and understood why Diana was unhappy. No one in the school had a corvet.

Once we got to the car, Diana let the guy have it, "Are you insane? I told you specifically to bring the chevy! Not the corvet!" The boy winced at the word insane, but looked down, "Sorry," he muttered, "I figured I could boost your popularity."

Diana just shook her head and sighed, "Fine. Whatever. It's done and over with. By the way, Liam, meet Amber, Amber this is my friend/roommate Liam." His dark eyes met mine, and the world faded from veiw. I stared at this boy, not caring that I was trembling, this boy...was the boy I had dreamed about the other night. I was shocked to find he seemed so...normal, compared to how he was in my dream.

In my dream, he had been an animal, he had been savage and brutal and terrifying. But this Liam seemed normal, calm even, though there was an almost evident look on his face, as if he was fighting a battle that he knew he would never win.

I snapped out of my own world in time to hear Diana, "How are you feeling today? Any headaches?"

Liam shook his head, "No, not yet."

He seemed like he was in a daze, as if something had just pulled him from the world, then back again. Look at that, we have something in common: Getting lost in our own worlds.

If Diana noticed, she said nothing. I got into the back while Diana slid into the passenger seat. Liam sat up front, and pulled out of the school parking lot, once we were on the road, he glanced back and smiled, "So, where do I drop you off?"

I giggled, "I live at 11288 on 73rd."

Diana laughed, "Really? Were practically neighbors! We live at 12848 on 83rd!"

We laughed and chatted for a bit, then we got to my house. I said good-bye to my new friends, then walked into my house. Once I sat on the couch, I grinned. This had been one of the better days.

If only I had known what would've come next.

Hey guys!

Soo...What did you think? Love it? Hate it? Wanna marry it?

The credit for Amber and Xepher go to my good friend Monster How Should I Feel

I apologize for such a long chapter, but there was so much I wanted to put into this, I promise that if I get even one bad reveiw about the length, I will shorten the chapters!

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~Huntress