Hello! I hope you like this story and this is during the time when Camp Jupiter invades CHB in HoH. So now, R&R!

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Chapter 1

Rachel's POV

"Damn those blasted Romans!" Clarisse cursed. "Chill, man," Travis said as he strapped on his armour. "How do you ask me to chill when those Romans are invading our home?" she rebuked.

"Now just shut up," I snapped. "The Romans are invading and so we should work together to defeat them, not quarrel." Clarisse shot Travis an evil eye as she led her cabin out. Camp Half-blood had prepared for the battle against the Romans after we had received a message from Leo. We have been studying their battle techniques and how we could defeat them. We were outnumbered, three to one. The Romans were coming. The fifth cohort's eagle shone under the sun, and leading them was Reyna and Octavian. All the campers were ready for battle. Reyna stopped in front of Camp Half-blood. Octavian smiled cruelly and a purple cape fluttered behind him. Stupid Octavian, I thought. "Romans," he ordered, "attack!" The front line's shield formed a metal wall and they advanced forward. Clarisse stepped forward. "For Camp Half-blood!" she roared as they charged forward. The Greeks slipped through enemy lines in pairs and took down a few Romans, breaking up the formation. The Romans regrouped as fast as they had been broken up. Giant eagles swooped down with riders on them and attacked the Greeks. The Hecate cabin made the gladius of their enemies fly out of their hands and Clarisse was having a fight against Reyna, who had been badly hurt by Clarisse's electric spear. Octavian was defending Reyna from Clarisse and he was having the upper hand. I made my way there, dodging spears and taking down an enemy or two. Creeping behind Octavian, I pressed my dagger against his throat once Clarisse gave her the 'go ahead' sign.

"Stop!" I ordered in a loud voice. "I have your praetor here! Retreat now or I'll kill him on the spot!"

Reyna stood up unsteadily. "Retreat!" she said and crumpled to the ground, unconscious. An eagle flew down and grabbed Reyna with its talons and the Romans retreated reluctantly. Once we saw they had all gone, Chiron ordered me to bring Octavian to the big house.

It was a short walk to the big house. Chiron opened the doors for me and I went in. I pressed Octavian against the wall and held the dagger behind him as Clarisse frisked him. She took a dagger and a ceremonial knife away and placed it on a table. I pushed Octavian onto a chair and snapped my fingers. "Presto!" Binds shot out of the chair, binding his wrists, body, thighs and ankles.

"Let me go!" he shouted, struggling futilely against the bonds.

"Just to inform you," I said,"these bonds are made by the Hephaestus cabin, and the more you struggle, the tighter it becomes. The only way to undo these bonds is this." I held up a bronze key and put it on the table. I smiled sweetly and walked out of the big house with Chiron. Clarisse gave him a sneer as she sat down on a nearby chair.

I began walking back to her cave and Chiron was heading towards the infirmary to help the wounded campers when I doubled over and then I couldn't remember anything.

A while later...

I woke up with the whole world spinning. My head hurt as I propped herself on an elbow. "Great, you're awake!" Connor said.

"Uh?"

"You passed out before you could finish your prophecy," Connor said. Chiron trotted over. "What happened, Rachel? You only said half a prophecy before you passed out. It had never been like that before." I furrowed my brows and shrugged my shoulders.

"Has Clarisse managed to get anything from Octavian? And what did I say in my prophecy?"

Chiron shaked his head. "Sadly, no. And your prophecy that was half-finished was: A girl shall be killed by accident, the feud of the camps shall thus be solved, her soul not found but... And there's where you prophecy stopped."

"I am feeling much better now," I said, standing up from the bed and heading for the big house. Chiron insisted that he must accompany me there, in case I start to speak the second part of the prophecy. Yet I had a feeling that Aphrodite wasn't going to let me say the second part. Wait, Aphrodite? I ignored it and went into the big house. I unsheathed my dagger and held it in my hand. "Time for torture," I mumbled under my breath as I took the key on the table. i could see Octavian's smug grin as I insert the key into a keyhole. The bonds retracted and I pointed my dagger at Octavian's neck. "Now listen to my instructions or I'll kill you," I growled.

"I don't trust that. You wouldn't kill me. I'm a precious source of information."

"Like real I wouldn't. Now go!"

We had soon arrived at my cave. I led him in and made him sit on a couch. I sat opposite to him and said in a serious tone.

"You know what whipping is, right?"

Octavian looked at me weirdly. "A form of punishment. And torture."

Just as he had said his last word, his face turned white.

"I believe you get what I mean, don't you? But of course, since I don't have a whip, I'll have to make do with my hands. So it's more of like spanking. No difference anyway. Now, take off your armour and that ridiculous bedsheet. Not forgetting..." I smiled slyly.

"What?" he croaked. The panic in his voice could be heard even though he was desperately trying to cover it up.

"Your pants," I finished the sentence. His face turned so red that the reddest apples looked pale in comparison. He looked at me with disbelief and protested,"but you wouldn't want to see me not wearing pants!"

"Oh puh-lease. I study art, kay? Nude bodies are nothing. And not like as if you're going to strip down everything."

"Now are you doing it or not? Need me to invite the campers over?"

He took off his armour. Then his toga. And it was followed by his pants. I said,"You do know I'm spanking you cos' I need to get some information. If you're willing to tell me, just beg me and I'll stop." I pushed him onto the table and began spanking him.

My hand flew across his rear, turning it a light pink. He so far had made no sound except for a gasp at the first smack.

Tough.

My parents, hopeful for a prim and proper society lady had spanked me loads of times. I admit, I cried at first, but I learned to hold in my emotions as I grew up.

But he was having no such luck.

It was turning a reddish hue now, and he was gasping.

But he looked so cute! His blonde hair was stuck to his sweaty forehead, and the way he scrunched his features was just so damn cute. Get that thought out of your mind. You're the Oracle. Bad, bad mind.

It was a deep red now. He was kind of sobbing. Then he started kicking and squirming.

Stupid. I worked on his sit-spots and he eventually gave into the tears.

It was a dusky color now. ''Octavian, are you telling or not?"

"No, I'm-I'm, gah! Not-not, telling!"

I didn't stop spanking him. To be honest, not only did his butt hurt, my hand hurt too. "Speak up!"

"Fine-Fine! I-I tell!"

I stopped the spanking. "Now say everything you know."

Yay! I'm done with the first chapter. Hope you liked it! Pls review and tell me what you think of it! I know you have something to say about it... The review box is just below...