face whatever is coming for her. “Who’s there?” She tries to sound tough, but her voice is shaky.
“Hello my dear Kallos,” a soft woman’s voice says. “There is no need to be fearful of me. I will not harm you.” The woman’s voice sounds calming and relaxing. Somewhere inside Kallos, she knows that is true. “Would you like out of the darkness, my dear?” Kallos nods because it seems that her voice isn’t working. All she can see of the women is her eyes, and they are the brightest blue she’d ever seen. “Kallos, you need to close your eyes.” She does.
“Light from Mount Olympus we need you to guide our way and take away the darkness and leave only and the innocent.” Kallos's entire body tingled and feels warm. She gasps at the pressure; it is too much. As fast as it happened, it is gone. The woman places her hands on her shoulders. Kallos inhales her scent, and she smells like springtime with flowers in bloom. The woman’s hands on Kallos are light and warm to the touch. “My dear, open your eyes.” Slowly Kallos opens her eyes only to have to shut them rather abruptly because the light is too much for her mortal eyes to take in.
Opening her eyes slowly, the sight instantly takes her breath away. Looking around she notices the sky is the brightest blue she has ever seen and the grass is the most brilliant shade of green her eyes have ever laid eyes on. She looks around and notices that there are millions of flowers in every color and size. Bright reds and deep purples fill her vision. Kallos finally looks at the woman who helped her. She is stunning: tall, blonde, and just perfect. Her eyes were almost as bright as the sky. Her dress fits her as if it were made for just her. It’s the brightest red you would ever see in a garden of the prettiest roses in bloom. Her skin is a softest shade of the sweetest golden honey. She smiles at Kallos and Kallos smiles back.
“Do you know who I am?” Kallos looks at this woman. She isn't sure where she has seen her, but she knows she has. She shakes her head. “I am part of you, as you are part of me. You see my dear I am Aphrodite.” Kallos’ head is spinning. How is she supposed to be the reincarnated her? Aphrodite is beautiful, and the most perfect women Kallos has ever seen. How is Kallos supposed to be her?
“You are about to go through the change. You will have more powers than you can imagine.” The change, she can remember the boys telling her that it would be painful, and that scares her to death. “Why the worried look on your face?” the beautiful goddess asks.
“I’m scared about the change. Will it hurt?” Aphrodite quickly looks away from Kallos, and she doesn’t say anything for what seems like an eternity.
“The transformation will be very painful. There is only one way to relieve the pain.” She still isn’t looking at Kallos.
“How do I relieve the pain?” Aphrodite whips her head around and looks at her. The look in her eyes scares Kallos.
“You must find your soul mate, and he is the only one who can take some of the pain away. You will still feel some.” Her soul mate? She is only sixteen. How does she have a soul mate?
“How do I find my soul mate?” Aphrodite smiles which lights up her whole face. Kallos is once again shocked by her beauty.
“Kallos, my dear, you have. If you think about it, you’ll know who he is. You don’t just listen to your heart; you listen to your whole body.”
“But it would be easier if you just told me.” Kallos says playfully.
“It would, but you need to find him for yourself. It could be in the first kiss.” She has to kiss both of them? She will have to think about that later; now she needs to think about the change.
“When is my change coming?”
“I’m not sure, but I do know soon. You are already starting to feel the burning here.” She reaches out and grabs the hand that Kallos' birthmark is on and traces her thumb along it. Kallos nods at Aphrodite’s
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley