Goddess Interrupted (13 page)

“You can find people?” I said, amazed. Persephone nodded.

“That’s probably how you’re doing it, thinking about Henry. It takes practice, but once you get it, it’ll come easier each time. Try,” she said. “Think of someone you want to see, and let yourself drift into it.”

As easy as Persephone seemed to think it was, I had no idea how to drift into anything. Still warm from discovering that Henry had broken the rules for me, I closed my eyes and pictured his face in my mind, and—

Nothing.

“It’s not working,” I said.

“Relax,” said Persephone. “It won’t happen right away.”

Apparently it wasn’t going to happen at all. I tried again and again, until all of my contentment drained away, leaving me with a depressing lack of self-worth. My head pounded from concentrating so hard, and the more Persephone pushed me, the more out of reach it felt.

“It won’t come naturally at first,” she said several minutes later, which was about the most encouraging thing she’d said so far. “You’ve never had abilities before.”

Why that made such a huge difference, I wasn’t sure, though it was clear I wasn’t going to get it that night. “I’m going for a walk,” I said, and I stood. Along with a killer headache, my leg throbbed again, and I shook it out. “I’ll bring everyone back some cotton candy.”

Hugging myself for warmth, I headed toward the carnival entrance. Of course none of this was supposed to be easy—if it was, any girl could’ve done it and the test wouldn’t have been necessary. Still, I felt like a complete and utter failure, slinking away while the three of them undoubtedly whispered about how I couldn’t do it.

Resentment flared up inside of me, and I forced myself to suppress it. It wasn’t their fault I couldn’t control my visions, and if Persephone was telling the truth, I’d get it eventually. But I needed it now, not days or weeks or months in the future. If we didn’t know what was going on with Calliope—

A loud crash echoed through the cavern. Startled, I looked up toward the sound, and a sick sense of dread filled the pit of my stomach.

Stars were falling from the sky.

Chapter Ten
Fissure

“Kate!”

James’s frantic voice rose above the sound of crashing rock and ringing bells, and I darted out of the carnival, covering my head instinctively. The ground shook beneath me, but there were no signs of the fallen stars.

I smacked into James. “What’s going on?” I said, unable to keep the panic out of my voice.

“I don’t know.” He wrapped his arm around me, and together we hurried back to the fire. “Whatever it is, I’ve never seen anything like it before.”

The flames in the fire shook with each crash that echoed through the cavern, but the rocks weren’t landing in the field or the forest or anywhere near the carnival. Ava and Persephone stared upward into the sky, wearing identical expressions of alarm. If it wasn’t happening here, then where—

Without warning, the world dropped out from around me, and I was on the surface again. Instead of the dense forest that surrounded Eden, I stood on a cliff overlooking the bluest water I’d ever seen as wave after wave rolled to the white shore.

James and I had only spent a few days on this particular island, but the ancient palace in the distance and the sharp drop into the water were unmistakable. This was Greece.

“Did you feel that?” someone shouted behind me. “I told you this would happen. I
told
you.”

Dylan dashed past me, dressed in cargo shorts and a tank top. The other members of the council, all wearing similar outfits, clustered around something a few feet away. I inched closer to see.

Had I been transported back up here somehow without realizing it? Once I was close enough, I set my hand on Ella’s shoulder. It went right through her.

I was a ghost again, and this was a vision, but it wasn’t the one I’d wanted.

“He’s breaking through,” said Irene. She and several of the others held out their hands toward the ground, and a jolt of fear ran down my spine.

They formed a ring around a crack in the earth. It couldn’t have been more than a few feet long, but tendrils of fog slithered up through it, flicking like the tongue of a snake as if they were tasting the air itself.

Cronus.

The remaining members of the council held out their hands as they’d done back in the palace, and the tendrils twisted like they were annoyed, but they finally disappeared back into the ground.

“He’s done it,” said Irene, wiping the sweat from her brow. “He’s cracked the surface.”

“Are we sure it goes all the way down?” said Theo.

“How else could he come up like that?” said Dylan. “Honestly, am I the only one with half a brain here?”

Nicholas, Ava’s husband, gave him a warning look. Dylan rolled his eyes and kicked a bit of dirt back into the crack.

“Do you think Calliope found a way to release him?” said Ella in a frightened voice that didn’t sound like her at all.

“If she did, then this is pointless,” said Dylan.

“Then we have to assume she didn’t,” said Irene. Her red hair seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, and for the first time since I’d met her, it was a mess. They all looked disheveled and exhausted. “We have to keep going as planned.”

“So Cronus can obliterate us as soon as he finds out we were working against him?” said Dylan.

“So Cronus never gets the chance.” Irene waved her hand over the crack, and it filled back up with dirt. Seconds later, however, it started to empty like the top of an hourglass as the dirt fell into the Underworld.

“He’s really done it,” said Theo, and he set a protective hand on Ella’s back. “He has his way out.”

Irene grimaced. “Maybe so, but this also means we know for certain where he’s going to come out, and with any luck, we’ll have time to finish setting our trap up.”

“Setting it up where?” said Dylan. “Around the entire island?”

“If we have to.”

Dylan groaned and stalked off, leaving the others to mill about. Xander, who’d acted as one of my bodyguards in Eden and had been quiet up until now, raked his fingers through his hair. “We’re all going to die.”

“No, we’re not,” said Irene. “Not if we do this right and work together.”

“And if the others are already dead?” said Ella shakily.

Irene narrowed her eyes, and with an irritated gesture, she filled the crack with dirt again and turned away. “We have no way of knowing, so we have to keep going and hope they’re not. We don’t have a choice.”

“Yes, we do,” called Dylan as he sat on the edge of the cliff, his legs dangling. “We don’t try to fight, and we hope to hell Cronus doesn’t kill us, too.”

Before anyone could say anything else, Greece and the sunshine fell away, and I once again found myself in the darkness of the Underworld.

“It was Cronus,” I said as I struggled to sit up. James, Ava and Persephone all stared at me, but this time they weren’t hovering. We were back at the campfire, and the trembles and crashes had stopped for now. It would only be a matter of time before Cronus tried again though. “He broke through to the surface.”

Ava went white, and Persephone turned away from me. Exactly like Irene had turned away from the proof that Cronus was speeding toward victory.

“How far is the gate to Tartarus?” said James.

“I don’t know for sure,” said Persephone. “A few days away, at least.”

“We need to get moving.” James offered me his hand, and I took it long enough to let him help me up. As much as I wanted to stay angry with him, I could deal with it when we got back to the palace. If we got back to the palace.

“The others are setting a trap for him on an island,” I said. “They’re fighting about it.”

“But they’re still going to try?” said James, and I nodded. “Good. At least that’s something.”

We packed up camp, and as soon as we were on our way toward the spot where the sky had fallen, Persephone fell into step beside me. “Were you able to control it?”

I shook my head. “I didn’t have time to try.”

She made a disapproving sound in the back of her throat, but to her credit, she didn’t push it. “You’re definitely doing it subconsciously,” she said. “I had to work at it in the beginning, too, but you’re seeing what you want to see when you want to see it. You found out where the crash came from, anyhow.”

I didn’t answer. No matter what I saw, it wouldn’t change what was happening. The best it could do was give us fair warning, and even that wasn’t important—we already knew what we were up against. The only thing we could do, like Irene and Dylan and the others, was try our best and hope to hell it worked.

* * *

We walked for days, but it felt like weeks. If I’d still been mortal, my body would have been so sore that I wouldn’t have been able to move, let alone keep up with James and Persephone’s brisk pace, but I managed. Every few hours, another crash would echo through the Underworld, growing louder each time and spurring me on.

“It’s the thinnest spot in the ceiling of the Underworld,” said Persephone as we trudged through the endless forest. “Hades opened it when they initially captured Cronus, and it was how they got him into his prison in the first place. Hades should’ve reinforced it when he had the chance.”

I bit my lip to keep from snapping at her. This wasn’t Henry’s fault. He’d had no reason to suspect that a member of his family would betray the others and awaken Cronus, and if Calliope couldn’t open the gate by herself, then he’d probably thought that was all the security he needed. It was, before Calliope had gone insane.

For the most part, we walked in silence. Even Ava and Persephone quit bickering, and when we had to stop, it was for no more than a few minutes at a time. I didn’t need to sleep anymore, but by the time the crashes were barely a mile away, all I wanted to do was curl up, close my eyes and never wake up again. That was exactly what would happen if Calliope got her way, plus a little blood and lots of pain.

Nearly every time we stopped, there was a flower waiting for me, and before anyone else could see it, I slipped it into my pocket with the others. They seemed to shrink as we went along, making room for the new ones, and each gave me hope that everything would be okay. Henry and my mother were hanging on. They would survive, and once we got there, we wouldn’t be alone in our fight to subdue Calliope and Cronus.

One afternoon, in the middle of the forest, Persephone held up her hand, and the four of us stopped. “It’s this way,” she said, pointing to her left. “It’s close.”

She stepped around a few trees until she reached a thick cluster of bushes. Crouching down, she pushed them aside, revealing a sheet of black rock behind it. The cavern wall. My heart pounded.

“This is the edge,” she said, running her hand tenderly over the stone. “There should be a crack around here somewhere— Oh!”

Her hand disappeared into the seemingly solid rock, but when she pulled it back out, it was intact. “It’s here,” she said. “It’s wide enough for us to squeeze through if we go one at a time.”

“How far does it go?” said Ava nervously.

“I don’t know,” said Persephone. “I’ve never been through it.” She straightened and brushed the dirt off her dress. “Well, are we going?”

Ava linked my arm in hers, and James glanced at us. “Kate, you’re staying here,” he said.

I snorted. “Yeah, right.”

He reached out to place his hand on my shoulder, but I jerked away from his touch. “I’m serious,” he said. “Calliope will try to kill you the minute she sees you, and you’ll be a liability.”

I turned to Ava for support, but she stared intently at the ground, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. “You, too?” I said, and I slipped my arm from hers. “So what, you both think you’re going to waltz in there and save the day, but if I come with you—”

“If you come, you’ll die no matter what happens to us,” said James. “You know that.”

“I made a deal with Cronus—”

“Do you really think he’ll uphold his end of it?” said Ava. “James is right. Calliope wants you dead, and as long as she can focus on that, she’ll be distracted. Once you’re gone, she’ll get on with her plan, and then there’s no telling what could happen.”

“You have no experience,” said James. “No abilities you can control. If you go in there, the best thing that could happen is Calliope killing you quickly.”

“I didn’t come all this way to sit tight while you get yourselves slaughtered,” I said, clenching my fists.

“Then what did you come all this way for?” said Persephone. “For all intents and purposes, you’re useless, and you’re smart enough to know that, so why did you come? The only thing you’ll be good for in there is dying—”

She stopped, and her eyes widened a fraction of an inch.

“You’re going to offer Calliope a trade, aren’t you?”

James gave me an accusing look, and Ava’s mouth dropped open in disbelief. My cheeks burned, but I refused to look away. “No,” I said with as much conviction as I could muster, but Persephone shook her head anyway.

“You’re an idiot. An absolute idiot. I don’t care what kind of deals you made with Cronus or how badly Calliope wants you dead. All bets are off the moment you go in there.”

“If you’re dead, Henry will fade, too,” said Ava. “You’re the only reason he’s still alive, and he won’t be able to live with the guilt of you dying for him.”

“You have to understand—if Henry fades, we won’t stand a chance against Cronus,” added James. “Even if I did take his place, I’m not one of the six. I don’t have the power to keep Cronus contained while he’s awake, not like Henry does. We can’t risk that.”

My eyes prickled with hot tears. I blinked to keep them from spilling over, but it was useless. I wiped my cheeks and glared at the three of them, anger and frustration boiling inside of me. “So that’s it? I stay out here and wait? What happens if you all die? What am I supposed to do then?”

“That won’t happen,” said Persephone with a sniff. “There’s only one way to deal with Calliope, and that’s to give her what she wants. Since we can’t hand you over, we’ll have to offer her the next best thing.”

“And what’s that?” I said bitterly. “Convince Henry to love her and make her his queen instead of me?”

Persephone huffed. “Hardly. I’m going to open the gate.”

And before any of us had the chance to stop her, she winked and disappeared through the wall.