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By the way, Fabius is my good and awesome friend Lenister's OC, not mine. Oh yeah, he's not some scientist. That's just his penname. I should shut up. Sorry for this being boring. Didn't have those creative juices flowing.

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"Oh my gods, watch the staff!" I rolled on to the ground just as Janice, the legacy of Mars from the Third Cohort, struck her sword where I was earlier.

When I first got here, Reyna explained to me the Third Cohort was about to spar, she paired me up with a caramel skinned brunette. We introduced ourselves and started to fight. While Janice was all offense, I was really Please-Don't-Kill-Me, meaning I did defense.

I ducked and rolled and Janice's sword attacked where I was earlier. In one swift move, she had my staff flying from my hands, and somewhere the gods know where. I glared at her.

"Oh, I can't see the staff from here, "she crooned. "Can you?" My daggers were in my hands before I could comprehend what was happening. Janice also looked shocked. Letting my instincts take over, I started slashing at her, trying to deflect her sword. Janice was stronger and more experienced, but we both knew she couldn't block two blades. Soon, she switched to defense and I immediately went for her weak spots. Before I could unarm her, Reyna stopped us.

"This was terrible. If any monster were to attack this camp this instant, all of you would have failed. I require strong muscles and for that, ten laps around the arena. Go." Janice pushed me off and I followed, already tired. I hated running. I wasn't fast nor could go very far without puffing. Today was no different.

By the time I was on my sixth, the others were done and watching me run. I was already sweating and I slowed my pace, hoping that some of my energy would return. Obviously, the only thing that returned was a pain in my head. Great.

"Verity, you're dragging everyone behind," Reyna reminded. My legs grew too tired and I stopped, panting. "Reyna, I honestly can't keep going. I'll die."

"What a good idea," Janice muttered under her breath. Enemies, check. Embarrass Reyna, check. Embarrass myself, check. I felt like a complete failure. Why did I even let Hazel discharge me? Well, I did walk out, so all of this is my fault. Reyna snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Fine, Verity. But I'm not going to let you off the hook." She turned to face the Cohort, and I swear I could see the gears in her mind spinning. "All of you wearing the camp T-shirt step forward." Ten Romans stepped forward, and I smirked at Janice, who was wearing armor over a red shirt and cameo pants. I turned my full attention back to Reyna, effectively ignoring Janice's expression.

"None of you are in trouble," she told the Camp Jupiter shirt clad Romans. "Anyone have a blindfold?"

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"Do you want me to run over the instructions again?" Reyna asked, securely tying the blindfold around my eyes. "That would be great." I was tempted not to trip and fall, but guess who doesn't have her staff?

"All you have to do is to touch someone, relying on your other senses. This will teach you not to slow the rest of the class down," Reyna told me firmly. "Here, I'll show to the starting point."

As Reyna led a blind me to nonexistent starting point, I heard muffled laughter and snickers around me. Somehow, I wasn't blushing; I guess I had gone through this stuff before. "You could start, Verity."

I concentrated, trying to hear any types of sounds like breathing or footsteps. These people were good. I tentatively took one step forward, and paused to see- oh, the irony- I mean, hear if anything was different. Still nothing.

I put hands out, trying to grab. I started praying to the gods and goddesses for help, and I think one of them heard my prayers because I heard someone running. "Reyna! Reyna!" The footsteps got closer, and I smiled. This was easier than I thought.

Turning my head towards the noise, I lunged for the person just as Reyna yelled, "Verity, wrong person!" Yeah, I think that was too late.

We both fell and I yanked the blindfold, glad I could see now. And regretting I took the cloth off.

I had fallen on top of a pale and ridiculously skinny guy. He looked about fifteen, but he didn't have that Roman muscular frame. He had dirty blond hair that got coated with dirt when we 'fell.' His amber eyes looked at me, and he got up, blushing really hard. Why? I don't even know.

"Fabius, what is it?" Reyna walked up to us, a calm demeanor on her face. Fabius blushed harder and whispered so low that I barely made out the words.

"I need to speak to you in private." Reyna glanced towards me and the Third Cohort. "I'm afraid I can't cancel this class, Fabius. You can either tell me now or later." Sighing, he walked closer to Reyna and nervously said something. Did Reyna hear him?

Apparently, she didn't because she said, "Fabius, a little louder, please." He tried to whisper louder but failed and all of us heard him.

"The gods revealed a prophecy to me." I don't how this was important, but this sent everyone buzzing with talking. All of them mainly seemed worried, and I felt glances being shot at me.

Both Fabius and Reyna realized his mistake and Fabius blushed. Reyna called for silence and turned to me.

"Verity, meet Fabius. He is our augur after Octavian died." I held my hand out, beaming. "A pleasure to meet you." He returned it. "Likewise."

Somehow, Reyna was the only one I couldn't shake hands with. "Reyna, I'll tell you the prophecy after you're free, " Fabius said. He was nervous and proceeded to walk out. But instead, he tripped on his long toga and fell flat on his face. Reyna helped him up, and the others laughed at him.

I didn't whether to feel sympathy or amusement. Hey, it was funny. But the guy was brave, I'll tell you that.

Fabius walked out, face red as blood, and ignored the remarks meant for him. Reyna looked at me.

"I think it would be wise if you talked with Caxton. After your chat, I want you to come with me to see Fabius. Something tells me you are linked to the sudden coming of prophecies. After the Giant War and his cousin's death, the gods only contacted us for important matters."

She stopped talking, but I understood what she was about to say.

The gods would only contact the demigods and legacies if evil was approaching. I got the point Reyna was trying to give me a chance but I still got the message.

I might be a threat that needed to be removed.

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Sorry for leaving you guys hanging. I wasn't sure how to incorporate my ideas for this chapter so I'm sorry it came out random. But, on the bright side, there are prophecies! *Gasps* And after Rick Riordan telling us there were no more prophecies, there is!

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