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The first chapter got a LOT of praise and attention!

I was SOOO happy to read all of your amazing feedback! A lot of you guys like how it wasn't a 'typical three days in the infirmary' fanfic!

I was also getting tired of seeing a typical three day fanfic. I wanted something that i can follow and really get immersed in!

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Chapter Two: Nico's Point of View

"The prophecy was handed to us through the old oracle vessel. It hasn't been active in years. We can't simply ignore the coincidence that we have received such a detailed prophecy only hours before you two were proclaimed as soul mates!"

Chiron paced behind his desk in the Big House, positioned at the top of a hill looming over the many acres of Camp Half-Blood.

I busied myself with the official print of the prophecy. Etched deep into a stone of granite for preservation purposes such as all prophecies that come forth from the oracle's lips. Even if they are the creepy, cracked, wooden ones of the old oracle vessel in the attic. I thought we put things in attics to forget about them... The crimson red chain looped around my wrist itched, but pulsed lightly as if alive. Whenever I tried to itch around it, my fingers would brush the cool metal and Will Solace would react slightly to the feeling. I shuddered at the possibility that the touch could be anything pleasant and refused to fiddle with it further.

I tried to avoid looking at Will Solace. His bright mop of sunny hair offended my eyes, and his tall frame was slightly intimidating. Not to mention his stubborn and aggravating attitude. Always thinking he knows best. Where people should go, how they act, how they should feel. Yes, Will Solace rubbed something wrong in my nervous system since the day we met.

"We can't go on a quest." Will argued, his stupid tan face resting in the palm of his hand as he tried to soothe away head ache. For once, I agreed with him. Being chained to the complete opposite of yourself was nothing but a headache.

"I'm afraid your choices are limited, Master Solace. Aphrodite has chosen you specifically. And I doubt any of us are on terms to defy the Gods." Chiron mused, his hand stroking his beard lightly.

"And she bestowed her soul mark upon the two of you. Like it or not, you are fated to be together."

"We are NOT soul mates." Will and I deadpanned at the same time. We both glared at each other from the corner of our eyes. He was nothing like my former crush, Percy. Kind, funny, caring, brave, a real hero. Will Solace was just some aggravating guy who liked to pretend he knew what other felt. He would never know what it is like to crawl your way through the depth of hell. He'd never been so close to death he would think his last breath to be his last. He's never lost everybody he has ever loved and been told in the same day 'get over it'. He's never been told by his father, 'It should have been you.'. He's never gone through so much pain, loss, and torment only to have some aggravating boy you just met belittle what you're feeling.

Chiron placed both hands on his desk and leaned toward us.

"Like it or not, you're destined for a quest."

"What does Aphrodite even want us to do?"

Chiron looked at us deeply. I felt myself and Will squirm under his intense faze.

"The Myrtle." Chiron said finally.

"Aphrodite's tree?" Will asked, confusion laced in his voice. Chiron nodded and pulled down a map of the Western hemisphere behind him.

"The smooth bark of Aphrodite's tree, The Myrtle, is the primary material for Aphrodite's staff."

"I thought Aphrodite didn't carry a weapon." I asked.

"Not a weapon, but a gift." Chiron explained. "In the olden days, Aphrodite was powerful enough to make mortals fall in love simply by will. With the downfall of the Greek influence, her power became less concentrated. Her son, Eros, sacrificed one of his bows to create a simple staff for her."

"So she broke the staff, and needs some magical tree bark?" I asked. I couldn't really believe that the Goddess of Love required two mortals to go and chop down a tree for her.

"Not broken. But every few hundred thousand years it needs to be refurbished. Only soul mates can pierce the tree. Otherwise, it is solid as rock. And it's common knowledge that God's do not have soul mates." Chiron explained. I wanted to jump up and shout 'But we aren't soul mates. We aren't soul mates. We are NOT soul mates. I resisted the urge however Chiron shot me a look saying he knew what I was thinking anyway.

"Weather you choose to accept it or not, you are chained together. Proclaimed. You will have to eat together, sleep together. You cannot be in separate rooms from each other. So whatever quarrel you two have, settle it. And go get some sleep. I will have previsions prepared for you to leave at first light."

I wanted to stay and protest, but Will stood from his chair and began walking out of the room. I felt the pull on my wrist and it was like I was yanked from my place by the hands of Zeus himself.

"A quest." I heard Will muttering. "With him of all people." I scuffed and began to pull back against him.

"You're no lottery prize yourself, sunshine." I growled.

"Well at least I can have a civil conversation with somebody." Will snapped at me.

"HA! I've yet to see that talent!" I shouted. I noticed many campers turn toward our loud voices and decided against making a scene.

"Let's just go back to my cabin. It's late." I muttered.

"Oh no." Will said. "We are bunking in the Apollo cabin tonight."

"Oh with Cheer Counselor Solace and the Brady Bunch? I don't think so." I chided. "Besides, my cabin is empty." I said motioning to the Hades cabin that sat on the edge of the forest.

"I'm not sleeping in the Hades dungeon." Will declared.

"You seriously think I sleep in a dungeon? Do I just sprawl out on the stretch torture table when I wanna read a good book? Tuck myself into the Iron Maiden after a long days work? The fuck is wrong with you?" I asked incredulously. I watched happily as Will's ears turned pink in embarrassment.

"I meant it metaphorically." He muttered but followed me across the green toward my cabin.

For future reference, I remodeled as soon as I moved in. While the cabin on the outside was black and help up with obsidian stone pillars, I had chosen a nice gray tone lilac for the wall color, and decorated with a large queen bed, and dark oak furniture. I had a night stand, several book selves, a dresser, a nice leather couch and a large TV that hung on my wall. A gift from my father.

"This is... surprisingly civil." Will muttered when he entered my living space.

"The vats of acid are in the other room." I muttered sarcastically. I saw Will's eyes flick to the door leading to the spare room, and rolled my eyes. I pulled him (by the chain) toward my wardrobe.

"I need to change." I said pulling out some sweat pants and an old t-shirt. I walked into my bathroom and shut the door in Will's face. I heard a soft thud as he leaned against the door waiting for me to get out. I couldn't shut the door all the way due to the small chain, but enough to ensure he couldn't watch me.

Thankfully, Aphrodite wasn't particularly cruel. When I took off and put on new clothes, the chain allowed it to pass right through. I breathed a sigh of relief knowing I could at least change.

I opened the door and was satisfied when I heard Will let out a yelp of pain.

"Watch where you're opening doors." he shouted. I ignored him.

Will walked over to my bed, and I noticed he had changed into a pair of sweat pants also. Not mine, thankfully. I watched incredulously as Will threw himself onto my bed, messing up my tidy covers.

"Um No." I said. "You're sleeping on the floor." I said shoving Will off my bed and watching him land on my floor with a thud. I tossed him the smallest pillow I had and a blanket I had grabbed from the trunk in front of my bed.

"Don't you have a guest room?" Will asked angrily.

"Sure. It's where Hazel stays. But we can't be more than five feet away from each other so shut your face hole, Solace." I said fluffing up my pillows and placing them under my head. Getting nice and comfy.

"I can't sleep on the floor. My back will hurt." Will complained from bellow. I leaned over and shut off the light.

"Good." I said. "Suffer."

I had almost drifted off to sleep when I heard a light shuffling. A clank of cardboard on cardboard. My eyes widened when I realized what Will must be into and I sat up immediately and I glanced down.

Will had found the memory box I keep under my bed. Old black and white pictures of my and my family in Italy, an old journal i used to keep before my mother died. All in Italian. A few other pictures. All ranging from my childhood to a picture Clarise took of me, Jason, Percy, Piper, Frank, Hazel and Annabeth hanging out on the beach. I looked happy in it. Jason had an arm tossed around my shoulder while holding up half of a heart with his hand. I begrudgingly finished the heart surrounded by my other friends. All in crazy positions looking at the camera.

"That's personal!" I shouted snatching the box from Will who had been studying my photos. He didn't flinch or yell back at me when I grabbed the photos. I pulled the box into my bed with me and contoured my body around it protectively.

A few moments passed by and Will finally spoke.

"We could have been friends too." Will whispered.

I didn't expect him to say that. He said it as though it was a decision that had already been made. We could have. But now we can't.

"We're too different." I heard myself say.

We didn't say anything else for the rest of the night. Both staring awake at the ceiling. The darkness all consuming.

"Your previsions are in these bags. Enough for a week. Try not to take too much more time than that." Chiron said. Will and I both strapped on the bags and stood before our camp leader at the boarder of camp. A long, translucent barrier spread across camp shielding us from the outside world. We were both covered in warm clothes. Although we couldn't feel any weather besides warm and sunny in camp, it was mid autumn in the mortal world.

"Get the job done. No bickering." Chiron said.

I heard Will huff and I rolled my eyes. A week with this idiot. Unbearable.

Together, with Chiron's blessing, Will and I stepped over the barrier.

Chapter two done! I hope you guys like this one also!

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