Lahat ng Kabanata ng A date with a god: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

As I open my eyes, all I can see above me is a bright light, it's hard to focus everything seems blurry, I blink a few times to regain focus, I hear someone talking and a face comes into view. It's the face of an older woman, I don't recognise her, she smiles at me kindly and then takes her stethoscope and put it on my chest, she frowns and writes something on a clipboard, her white coat seems awfully bright. I hear a voice "Miss? Miss?" I blink and realise the woman is talking to me. I try to open my mouth to talk and nothing comes out. I move my arm and hands to make a pen and paper action, the lady hands me a blue pen and notepad. I scribble as she reads aloud "I can hear you. What's happened to me? Where am I? Who are you?" She smiles her smile warm and friendly reaching her blue eyes, her short black bobbed hair had a few streaks of grey in. "Ah I can answer your questions for you. Firstly you were involved in an accident, you are very lucky to be alive, you must have a guardia

Sitting on my bed, I slowly take in everything around me. After about an hour I decide to take a shower. Opening a door I notice a shower cubicle. Turn the dial I wait for the water to warm up, I step in. The hot water beats down on my body. What a crazy situation. I woke up this morning thinking I was just an orphan. Now I’m a demon and a princess as well. Wrapping the big purple fluffy towel around me. I walk towards the door and notice my father waiting for me. “Ah there you are. I have a request. But only if you’d like to do this....” he starts to waffle on. “Papa, what is it?” I ask cutting him off from his ramble. He produces a beautiful lilac dress, my eyes go wide. “Wow that’s beautiful.” Looking relieved he quietly says “It was a dress your mother made for you. She wanted you wear it on this day.” I disappear into the bathroom and try on the beautiful dress. It reaches my ankles

Father was right. The journey to Olympus was tiring. When we arrived there I saw fighting. Lots of people fighting. There were people dressed in black leather and chains fighting people who looked like dressed in human clothes. My father pulled me behind a pillar as a chain whipped out towards where we had been standing. 'Crap. That would have hit us.' My father looks at me. Speaking in hushed tones he says "Titans. We must help the Olympians. Come on. Our power can stop this from going any further." Reaching into his pocket he pulls out a necklace. It's so beautiful it's a simple gold chain and has a Pearl in the shape of a heart hanging from it. "Your mothers" he whispers as he fixed it round my neck. I hadn't used my power for a while, however you never forget how to use it. I step out from the pillar. I put my two index fingers in my mouth and I whistle. "Oi Titans. Wanna play?" Their heads tur