"Hey Jay, Octavian is sneaking around the Vulcan kids again. I don't know what he's doing but it can't be good."
Jason looked up to see his girlfriend Reyna leaning against the doorway of his office. She had the same apprehensive look she always got when speaking of the augur but knowing his intense need for power Jason didn't blame her for her apprehension.
"Why don't you get Prescott on it, you know she's better at intimidating him into obedience." Jason replied dismissively, not even looking up from the paperwork he was trying to get done.
"I tried but I can't find her." This had Jason looking up.
"Did you check the arena?" Jason knew that his co-praetor prided herself on being punctual because of some sort of "honor code" she had set up for herself.
"And all of the other odd places she likes to randomly bring her students." Reyna answered shrugging, she knew just as well as Jason that Prescott was as reliable as you could get but everyone needed a chance to ditch.
Jason let out a long sigh; he really needed to get this work done. "You better be in some serious trouble Blanche." He muttered under his breath as he stomped out side.
With Reyna on his heals he headed to the arena where he recognized his co-praetor's afternoon class hacking away at each other. "Have any of you seen Prescott?" he asked, using her last name instead of first since that was what practically the whole camp called her.
An older camper who was less intimidated by Jason's title answered for them, "She didn't show up today and I haven't seen her this morning." Jason nodded for them to continued and marched out of the arena and over to the praetor dorms.
The dorms were basically a small two bedroom apartment type place where the praetors lived during their rule. When he got there he went to the left where her room was and knocked. After five minutes of waiting with no response he shared a look with Reyna before trying the door. It opened easily and they entered the simple room.
Jason had seen it many times before so he wasn't surprised by the very Spartan room. All that was in it was a bed, a desk, and a dresser. He made his way to the perfectly made bed just to notice it wasn't so perfectly made. Getting closer he noticed that there was wrinkles toward the bottom of her blood red comforter and that her two pillows weren't aligned properly. For any other teenager this would be normal and inconspicuous but for the partially OCD daughter of Mars this was very suspicious.
"What's wrong?" Reyna asked as his face grew worried.
"If she had gotten up this morning she would have made sure this bed looked unused." Jason stated looking around the room for more clues.
Reyna looked a bit confused; she didn't know Blanche as well as Jason did so she didn't understand the seriousness. "So what are you saying?"
"I'm saying I don't think she went to bed last night." Jason looked at the bed once more, "Or at least didn't finish getting ready for bed."
"Then where is she?" Reyna asked, her confusion growing.
"That's the problem," Jason plopped down on the wrinkled bed with a sigh. "I don't know."
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing
1.) First things first! This is a story centered on an OC of mine. I'm sorry if you don't like those kinds of stories. I'm not a big fan of them myself but I have been itching to write one (yah I know kind of hypocritical) and didn't want to because people won't like it but then I decided the point of fanfiction is to twist fiction to your utmost desire and I desire to write this.
So if you don't like it I'm sorry, please just stop reading it and carry on with your life and I will carry on with mine.
2.) To explain this a bit more this is about my OC Blanche Atticus Prescott a daughter of Mars and the co-praetor to Jason. She is going to be taking Jason's place in switching camps and the prophecy of 7. Reyna still exists (as you just read) and is Jason's girlfriend but my OC was elected instead of her. This chapter is just a lil prologue showing when they found out she was missing to introduce the plot.
3.) I am going to try not to make my character a Mary Sue but you know how it goes. Please (politely) inform me if you believe I need to tone it down.
4.) Sorry Reyna seems oober OOC I just believe she would be a bit more chill if she didn't have all that stress on her back and it was hard for me to make her stern and smart in this chapter. On that note know that I will try to make everyone stay in character but I think differently than Rick Riordan so I can't make promises.
5.) Just in case you were wondering I got the title of this from a poem by Mark R. Slaughter.
Hope you liked it. Feel free to comment or PM me if you have any questions.