Hi, okay, here goes nothing: This is a face-paced short story that is my effort at getting the PJO/HoH fandom to give Octavian a chance. I'm one of the few (unfortunately, most people hate him) who love Octavian. So, he might be a little OOC, but this is my interpretation of him anyway.

I'm going to put this out there; I am not Rick Riordan, therefore I own none of this except for the idea and my original character, Rebecca. If you don't like Octavian, at least give this story a chance; it might change your mind.

This is in no way real; this is a fanfiction written by a feel-torn adolescent writer who has a soft spot of the "evil" characters.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and it'll be no more than 20 chapters, probably less. Also, it is going to move along a bit quickly, because I want to get to my baby's part in the story.

Without further ado—Octavian's Weakness.