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3. Somehow, I Can Be in Two Places at Once

Octavian just had to ruin my day.

He gets very excited when someone asks him about his gift of 'seeing' prophecies, and things of that nature, and since this was apparently so important, he got even more excited, if that's possible. Especially since Lupa is giving him her full attention.

"I was just sacrificing my share of stuffed animals," Octavian said, staring at Lupa. Did I mention he slices open stuffed animals to tell the future? This is the result of us not being able to do it on dead animals. "And then, I got a vision and I saw Mars and Jupiter in Olympus, arguing about whose weapon was better. Jupiter had demanded for Mars to demonstrate his weapon, so Mars went to retrieve it, but he found it missing-"

"And then Mars got mad and accused Jupiter of stealing it," I finished for him, earning a scowl and glare from Octavian.

"How do you know that?" he accused me, his blue eyes narrowed in slits.

I rolled my eyes. "It doesn't take a genius to figure that out, Octavian. It would explain why Jupiter's trying to blast Mars' temple into bits and pieces," I said, turning to Lupa, who was observing us carefully.

You are correct, son of Jupiter, Lupa answered, growling slightly. Somebody has stolen Mars' spear and they have framed you.

"But-how could I have stolen it?" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up in the air. "I don't even know where it is!"

My wolves have told me you took a trip to New York this morning, am I correct?

I gulped, nodding my head. "Y-yes," I stumbled, smiling sheepishly.

Lupa growled in disapproval. Son of Jupiter, did I not warn you about going there unless you were supervised? It is not safe for Roman demigods.

"Why?" I asked, not understanding. Honestly, what was wrong with New York?

It does not matter at this point, Lupa responded, her eyes darkening. Since you were there this morning when the spear was stolen, they assumed you had taken it. Jupiter and Mars are not on good terms at the moment, and Mars is angry on how Jupiter has been giving you 'special treatment', as he calls it.

"Wh-what?" I sputtered, in disbelief. "My dad has never answered my prayers before!" I protested, staring at Lupa with wide eyes. "If anything, he doesn't even pay attention to me!"

Lupa shook her head. Jupiter had commanded all other gods to give very minimal aid to their demigod children, and to have no contact with them, yet Jupiter himself has been giving you more attention than he allowed the others. Think hard, son of Jupiter. Your father has given you aid indirectly, and has been watching you. All small actions lead up to one big action, she reminded me, her eyes flickering at the jumpy Octavian. Legacy of Apollo, please stop bouncing and go consult the auguries once more! You have been of importance, Lupa added grudgingly, and Octavian brightened, nodding quickly and raced off to look for more teddy bears to murder.

As Octavian left, I mused over Lupa's words silently. Maybe he had been watching me after all. When I thought about it, that fluffy cloud that protected me from most of the rain did come out of nowhere, and maybe he did listen to my plea and stopped the rain in San Francisco.

But why would he even want me to steal Mars' spear?

Your father is slightly afraid of the fact that he might be overthrown... The wolf stopped suddenly, letting out a growl. I wonder if the issue with Neptune is related... Lupa shook her head, eyeing the sky warily. I have said too much. But basically, your father is suspicious of Mars; he doesn't always enjoy being second. Romans strive to be the best, and Mars is no different. After all, gods cannot steal each other's symbols, but a demigod can.

I was a bit confused about the Neptune part, but I ignored it, focusing on the issue at hand. Which is me being able to steal a spear. A god's spear, if that makes it any better. "So Mars is saying that I'm doing my dad's dirty work?" I said, raising an eyebrow. "I'm not even twelve yet; how in the world do I steal his spear without getting caught? Do they have any proof?"

Lupa looked at me, something resembling pity in her eyes. Yes, young demigod, they do. She blinked, and I was suddenly in Olympus. I looked around and saw Mars and Jupiter sitting on their thrones, having a heated argument about strength. Jupiter looked as if he was about to burn his son (ugh, does that make him my brother?) into ashes while Mars seemed as if he was ready to make the spears on his throne alive so he could murder his father.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a wisp of blonde hair, and I quickly turned my attention to it and...

Saw myself sneaking into Olympus.

What the Pluto?

As the two gods were arguing, I noticed that the 'other me' silently crept out of Mars' chamber, a cloth bag in his/'my' hand. 'Fake me' slowly snuck to the elevator, his/'my' feet gracefully skipping past the dazed-looking members of Olympus.

Wait...dazed-looking? I knew something was up, but I wasn't too sure. Once the elevator doors closed, I was suddenly back in the coliseum with Lupa, who was observing me, her eyes narrowed.

I do not know who would impersonate you, son of Jupiter, but even though they may look like you, they certainly did not act like you, and I cannot believe some people cannot see that. Though they may not know you well, the she-wolf admitted, growling. The day you are as graceful and silent as that imposer is the day I am a vegetarian wolf.

I chuckled nervously at the mental image of Lupa eating vegetables, but I quickly stopped when I saw the serious look on her furry face. "Sorry," I said, wiping the smile off my face. "What would you like me to do? Retrieve it?"

The wolf goddess nodded her head. Precisely. When the idiotic descendant of Apollo returns, he should have a prophecy for you and your quest. Be sure to be back by summer solstice. You will leave in an hour.

My blue eyes widened. "Now?"

Lupa looked at me, amused. Why are you so surprised, demigod? You have a very limited amount of time to retrieve this item or you will be held responsible for the war that is surely to come after this.

I was about to reply, but Octavian ran in, gasping for air. "Hurry...gods not happy...as soon as possible..."

Stop panting like a dog and recite the prophecy you have found! Lupa demanded, her silver eyes burning into Octavian, who squeaked slightly.

He cleared his throat and began:

Heading east, you shall seek the one who has switched roles,
There, you shall discover the start of time's deadliest goals,
The friend of your foe shall wait for you beneath heaven's dome,
Your victories shall be in vain for in the end, all roads lead to Rome.

At the end of the prophecy, I grimaced, not liking the your victories shall be in vain part. "Lovely," I said sarcastically, groaning. "The auguries don't like me."

Stop playing around and start packing, Lupa commanded, turning around. Choose your two companions and be on your way. You have until the summer solstice to retrieve the spear. I shall see you off at exactly nine o'clock. As if she could read my mind (well, maybe she could), Lupa continued. Dakota is working with me for the next few weeks, so he will not be available.

I nodded quickly, scrambling out of the coliseum and to look for my other two best friends, Bobby and Gwen.

So it's going to be Bobby and Gwen; Dakota is very busy. :D I love Lupa in this...

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