Of course, I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or Heroes of Olympus. The owner is Rick Riordan, the troll.
436 years after the war with Gaea (or Gaia)
Chiron stared at the mummified body of Rachel Elizabeth Dare. He could have sworn that a while ago, she was alive, breathing, and sprouting out prophecies.
Not anymore. Well...except for the prophecy part. But now, everybody had to go to the attic of the Big House, or just (Surprise!) have the Oracle walk out of her attic and talk outside, giving a bunch of campers a heart attack.
(And two poor campers the struggle of bringing her back upstairs.)
He ran his finger over the dust on a nearby table, and as the sounds of kids and teens fighting outside reached him, he thought about Rachel. Alive. Well. With her red hair, saying prophecies that could put people in danger. Her doodles on herself. She got herself into the Greek world after meeting Percy Jackson. And then she became who she was and who she still is.
He wanted someone else to take over that position. Why? Rachel died, knowing that the Oracle's spirit would stay inside of her for a long long time. He spent the last few weeks of Rachel's life trying to find someone else; someone who was able to take her position. He hoped that he would find the perfect one, the one who could take Rachel's job and let her die peacefully.
There was nobody.
Just nobody.
But now, he sent another team of demigods to hopefully find the next Oracle. They're been gone for days: 13 days, to be exact. If Percy was here, he would stumble around and find the next Oracle.
But he's in Elysium now.
However, nothing prepared him for when someone ran up the stairs, and walked into the attic.
"Chiron.." Reign Angelica Bernardo, daughter of Zeus said. "They're back. And they have an Oracle. Or at least...someone who could be one."
Yeah, yeah, I know. Bad beginning. But the title's there for a reason.
:)
Reign Angelica Bernardo was a character submitted by someone on Facebook. So thank you.
See you soon.
