Chapter 8: PJO

I awake to Will shaking me, about to douse ice-water on me.

"Percy, get up, he's waking up." He fails at dragging me into another room, while he would normally pick me up with ease. I wasn't even resisting. It made me think that something was wrong. I remember falling asleep next to him. Will probably moved me after he was done making sure the guy was okay.

"Will, when was the last time you slept?" Will ignores my question and goes back to mumbling something about me needing to ask him a question. He walked out of the room and into a side room and I walk into where the dude is kept.

I took a seat next to him and wait for everything to start.

The dude woke up first and the other followed. When they woke up, I left to go find Chiron, let him know that they were up.

I wandered around camp looking for Chiron half-heartedly. My mind was still on what Rachel said.

The memory flashed over my eyes in a second.

"On night of Blood Moon

Blood spilt shall be great

The Augury

The Phoenix

The Wise

And Old-named

Will gather eight to unite

But four shall retire

before the night

Delphi's keeper bears three scars

Mind

Of Body

Of Soul

To heal brings Ashes

To harm brings Clouds of Pain

The odds are in Delphi's hands"

The memory made me think about what Rachel had said after.

"Don't worry about it." It made me worry about it. I spot Chiron playing a card game with Selma, Charlotte, and Everest.

Everest was the oldest of the trio, at 16, while Selma and Charlotte were both 14. They were sitting in the front porch of the Big House playing a game called Bradburn Pinochle, a revised version that they brought to Camp.

The three of them had been rescued after the war. They were all friends at school, noticing that they were all outcasts. Chiron was on a team with Everett and the girls were against them, so far, the girls were winning, which against Chiron was an unusual thing.

I stand on the ground watching them play a round before interrupting.

"Chiron, Will says that Delphi and Scarhead is up." I tell him.

Chiron transforms back into a centaur and gets down from the porch. And we head towards my cabin so I can change before we go back to the infirmary.

"His name is Harry Potter, though, I'm glad you have a nick-name for him. You went to Rachel didn't you. She explained things, I presume?" He asked.

"She explained most things, not all though." I replied.

Chiron nodded. "There are secrets meant to be kept until the time is right."

We arrived at my cabin and I ducked inside to change. When I got back out, Chiron was gone. I walked to the infirmary and saw that Will was going to begin the check up. I pull him into the side room to ask them about the prophecy.

"Will, you're a son of Apollo, right?"

"Yeah, duh, Percy, why do you need my help?"

"I'll talk to you afterwords, did you say that he could call 'battle scar" right?" I ask.

"Oh, man!" He exclaims, "That's what I forgot to say, thank you Percy!"

Will runs back to Harry and I sigh. Grabbing a legal pad next to me and a pencil, I start drawing. I'm not very good at it, but I like it. It's relaxing.

Will returns and I make him go back to the Apollo cabin after signing out. He needs sleep. I don't think he's slept since a few nights ago. He's been up since the patients crossed the border.

A SHORT MOMENT FOR WILLIAM:

I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow and I feel Percy tucking me in.

He's amazing.