Octavian laughed gleefully as he clicked to the last chapter of the fanfiction. This particular writer actually liked him! He quickly finished the fic and got up to stretch his legs and maybe kill some stuffed animals. When he turned around, though, there was a black-haired woman in a long dark-blue dress.
"Who are you?" he asked, jumping back into his seat.
"Oh, in a past life I was a daughter of Venus, which made me an ideal person for my current job. You know, with the fantasizing, making up cute couples that would never really exist, writing tragic love stories that end-"
"Get to the point!" Octavian snapped. "Who are you and why are you in the Camp Jupiter Library at three in the morning?"
"My name is Silena Beauregard and I'm the goddess of fanfiction," she said. "And I'm here to take you, Centurion Octavian Augustine, on the craziest trip you've ever taken. To write your own fanfictions, you have to have ideas. As you lack ideas- all you think about it's the Sibylline books and cutting up those poor teddies- so boring- I will accompany you on a trip through the worlds of several books and series that are my personal favorites." Before he could open his mouth again, she added, "And yes, Centurion Augustine. I can read."
He huffed and closed out of his FanFiction account. For now.
"I'll take you there and I'll give you what you need to fit in. I'll have some fun with this. Now, off to the future!"
Octavian felt his head spinning. Silena took his hand and yanked his arm, and the Camp Jupiter library melted into blackness around them.
