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II

Ain't saying it. Who can relate to Bucky in the picture?

Steve
As I'm taking a run with Bucky we run straight into a girl. "Oops". She says helping us up. She's strong. "I'm Steve and this is Bucky". I say introducing us. "Morgan". She says smiling. Something about her seems familiar. But I can't place it.

Morgan
As I run into them the prophecy comes to my mind. You see when I was made the queen of the gods Apollo delivered a prophecy.

"The Queen of gods, the cursed soldier
Shall find a path of disarray in her wake
Frozen in ice the queen must decide
The stars or the crimson star
Loyalty and duty shall clash
As well as love and war".

Yay. I swear I have the worst luck known to man.

I do honestly. I mean a prophecy about me and I am the god of the people who captured me. I hate my life at the current moment. I smile at the men and walk away. I head to my apartment and sigh once I'm there. Suddenly a Hermes is in my face.

"HOLY HERA". I yell falling onto the floor. "Get your swimsuit on. We're going swimming." He says smirking. "But who will watch Olympus?" I question. "Hecate volunteered". He says knowing that I can't say no.

He god travels me to the beach. "What the Tartarus." I groan standing up. He smirks. I hate him at the moment. But who were those men?

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