The New Oracle
Percy was walking down a path at camp and saw Rachel Elizabeth Dare walk toward him.
"Hi, Percy," she said flirtatiously.
"Um…hi."
"So, do you want to go to a movie this afternoon?"
"I have other plans."
"Oh, ok. How about tomorrow?" she pressed.
"Not then either." Travis Stoll was quietly creeping up closer and closer as the conversation went on.
"Oh, well-" Rachel started but she screamed mid-sentence as she felt something scalding hot run down her back. She turned around on Percy could see the start of a small fire in her hair and Travis Stoll laughing his ass off behind her.
"Ahhh! Percy! Get it out!" She screamed desperate to stop the pain. Percy was about to put in out with the water of a nearby lake when he saw Annabeth in the distance. He watched as she tripped over a rock and start falling to the ground.
She hit the ground and rolled over grasping her knee and gasping in pain as a small bruise formed.
"ttttssss. Aaaaahhhhh." She repeated this over and over again. (A/N: PETER GRIFFIN)
"Annabeth!" Percy left the screaming Rachel whose whole head was now engulfed in flames to tend to Annabeth's wounds.
After she was healed, Percy remembered Rachel and doused her with water. People began to gather around her motionless body to see what had happened.
A mortal who had somehow just walked right into camp, came up to Rachel and shook her. "She's dead." The girl said before a green mist floated out of Rachel's body and into the girls mouth. The girl gasped and said something weird about Grover's underwear and fainted.
Apollo appeared out of nowhere and said to the camp, "We now have a new oracle! The last one died because of a unfortunate event so we cannot use her body as a vessel any longer. I am proud to introduce Miss Nyra James, your new oracle."
The whole camp cheered. "GOODBYE, RACHEL! HELLO, NYRA! WOOOOO!"
The end.