Important AN at bottom. Sequel to: The Wilderness is Your Friend. I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians.
I couldn't remember what was going on. One minute, we're climbing up the hill. The next, I landed somewhere else. Literally, I landed somewhere else. I think I fell on someone.
"Mind getting off of me, Percy?" Thalia. I was sitting on her back and didn't even notice. I got off and lent her a hand. She took it and stood up. Thalia dusted off clothes and looked around.
"Where in Hades are we?" She asked, confused. I looked around. I didn't like one bit. Everything but us was in black and white. We were in a meadow. The flowers were dead. There were no animals. The trees had no leaves. The sky was filled with dark storm clouds. The wind wasn't blowing. It was like time stop at the most depressing place possible. I met sane Eris here. We were in the dream realm.
"This isn't good." I said barely audible. Thalia nudged me and pointed. A few feet away from us, was a glowing door with a Greek omega: Ω on it. It appeared out of nowhere. Over the years, I learned not to suddenly fall for something that looks like a trap. Apparently, Thalia had something else in mind. She started for the door.
"Are you just going to stand there Kelp Head or are you coming?" She asked without facing me. I guess I didn't have a choice and followed her.
The door didn't seem to have a lock on it. Thalia twisted the knob and walked inside with me behind her. The door led to some type of room. It wasn't very large which I had a problem with. I hate tight, closed places. I feel claustrophobic if I'm in one. The walls, I guess were digital. They were showing horrible images of things in history. I saw images of Hurricane Katrina, the Haiti Earthquake, 911, even some scenes from the Titan War II. I looked at Thalia's side of the room. She stood still watching images of the Titanic sinking, the Holocaust, and a forest being caught on fire.
"What is going on?" She turned to face me.
"Maybe I can answer that for you." A voice said. A bright light glowed and we looked away. When the light died down, we were facing Eris. She was wearing the same thing she was wearing when she was sent to Tartarus.
"Aren't you supposed to be in, oh I don't know, the Underworld?" Thalia asked.
Eris nodded. "Yes, the insane part of me which controls my physical form is in Tartarus. I am in the Realm of Dreams, which is mainly ruled by Morpheus and Hypnos."
"The gods of sleep and dreams?" Thalia asked
"Mhmm. Let me explain why you are here. Please sit." There weren't any chairs so we had to sit pretzel style on the floor.
"When you sleep, or in your case, your consciousness, slips away to the Realm of Dreams. You're here because you both passed out next to the tree. I'm sure your friends took you to the infirmary. But you both were becoming very ill. So ill, you two blacked out.
"As you know, gods cannot get ill or die. But they can fade and they reflect on the condition of their realm. We gods don't have full control over it. Things don't happen because of us. Our purposeis to maintain a balance because things get out of hand. We're a natural force. Global warming? It's not helping out the nature gods one bit. All the wars and violence; Ares is beginning to get tired. It's starting to get harder to control and no one likes to feel the wrath of Ares. How can I explain this?" Eris was beginning to lose her train of thought.
"What are you trying to say? The gods are sick?" I asked. Eris snapped her fingers and looked at me.
"That is exactly it. The pollution, cutting down of trees: all of that is starting to make the gods fall ill. The air pollution is really annoying Zeus. That oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico didn't help Poseidon at all. He wanted to clean it but Zeus didn't allow him. If the oil magically disappeared the mortals would get suspicious. We cannot expose our existence. If only they cleaned it up at least little by little. They didn't. They are starting to fall ill. Didn't you notice the two coughing and sneezing?"
Now that she mentioned it, I did remember my dad randomly sneezing.
"Enlighten us here." Thalia told her.
"They aren't the only immortals. Demeter has fallen ill as well. Persephone is hanging in there. But she's the goddess of spring. Flowers are supposed to bloom in spring and they started to bloom in mid winter! I'm sure Gaia is sick but she is…resting. Antheia*, Bolbe*, especially Dendritus*, she is very mad, they are ill. Those who rule some part of nature is sick. We have healers, mainly sons and daughters of Apollo, up on Olympus healing them, trying to make sure they do not fade. It is the same at your camp. Apollo children are healing the Demeter kids, some minor gods' children, and you two."
That was a mouthful. We were silent. The gods were sick because people weren't taking care of the earth. Pan faded away because of that. Because we were their children, through their blood we were getting sick as well.
"Is there a way to reverse this?" I asked
Eris thought for a minute before responding, "It won't entirely get rid of it. People need to treat the Earth better. That will help a lot. There is also something that can treat it, like how mortals treat a disease. It is in this realm. You cannot get it. You must rest. But your friends can help you. Now wake!"
She started to shine a golden light, along with the room. The light turned white and we were blasted with it.
I could feel my consciousness returning. Nothing like a demigod dream to drain everything out of you. But that's not the reason why. Thalia and I passed out by the tree. I know why now. But we still don't know what will help us. I hate not knowing what's going on. Now I know how an Athena kid feels.
I woke up in the sick room, being spoon fed ambrosia. For a minute I thought it was Annabeth, like old times. But when my vision cleared, I think I've gone mad.
It wasn't right, because the face I was staring at couldn't be at camp.
I was looking at the supposedly dead face of Sophia, daughter of Apollo.
I'm back with this sequel. I looked at my calendar and noticed the date. It might be the same update days: Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. But I might update once a week. News and updates on the story and others are on my blog [link on profile]. I had to stop procrastinating. The writing style might be a bit different. It won't be in just Percy and Thalia's POV. But theirs are in first person and the others are in third person. This won't be so OOC. I saw someone with a story called "Drama, Drama, Drama" which has Poseidon and Percy sick from pollution. My version is a bit different because I have the other nature gods and I have a mix of mythology and something I made up. I'm not copying their idea or their story. They just thought up the sick thing first [which I totally forgot about]. There are going to be a lot of surprises, facts, and arguments. Send me PMs and reviews pestering me to stop procrastinating. See you soon!
*Antheia: Goddess of Vegetation, Lowlands, Marshlands, Gardens, Blossoms, the Budding Earth & Human Love.
*Bolbe: Lake goddess
*Dendritus: The goddess of trees.