Chapter 15: HP
"What do you mean, 'yet?'" The voice came from Percy, who had been quiet throughout the meeting like me. He was a good leader and a good friend. He wasn't someone you would want to get on the bad side of. And sometimes it worked against him. He was too loyal. He took each death too hard.
Like you when you were younger, my traitorous mind reminded me.
He wasn't asking for himself either. He had seen prophecies like this. ' Olympus preserve or raze' It wasn't like that prophecy. It wasn't like my prophecy. It felt ancient. Older than the gods themselves I would almost say.
"Well, like all prophecies the meaning is unclear until it comes to pass... Is there anything else Chiron or has the meeting finished?" Delphi was curt in her response, impatient about something.
"Well," Chiron began, only to be cut off.
"You're sending us on another quest." The way she said 'another' sounded like she was sick-and-tired of them. "One where we could die. And I was hoping that I would get a break this summer."
She stared at Chiron until he gave in and nodded, confirming her thoughts.
"You'll leave in the morning." Was all he said. Rachel and Delphi stood up and stormed out. Most likely to argue somewhere.
The rest of us left the meeting, I think we were all feeling somewhere between angry and excited. Having never been on a quest, I could only assume it would be something like it was on the run in my 7th year.
I found Nico near the lava rock-wall. Pulling him away I dragged him to the dinning pavilion. He stares at me until I break and start talking.
"Hey," I say.
He stares at me.
"I'm leaving tomorrow." That gets a reaction out of him.
"They're sending you on a quest." It's not a question. "And I just got you back."
I nod, knowing that it's better to just let him vent.
"Let's go pack." He says and we start off to the Hecate cabin.
While we walk to my cabin, we review the rules we made when we were kids.
"Avoid Nevada,-"
"Send letters."
"Listen to your gut."
"Protect those with you."
"Never give up." We say in unison having memorized it like prayer long ago.
We arrive at my cabin and you could hear a couple of kids trying to sing. Trying and failing. It sounded like... There is no comparison. It was worse than the Junior Hogwarts Choir directed by Filius.
I grabbed my things and dropped them off in Nico's cabin so we could get to dinner in time.
I decided to keep this moving so that you don't have to keep reading the same thing aka conversations over and over but from different points of view. While I have parts that I want the group to be split up, I will tell you in advance, or in the A/N.