Welcome back to Circe's Revenge, chapter seven! (I think)

The action is really throughout the story, but this, in my opinion, is when it really begins.

Also, one thing I didn't think of before: one more acronym I may need to explain is OC. I'm pretty sure it just means original character, my own creation.

I don't think I have anything else to get of track about—wait, yes I do. If Will seems excessively short tempered throughout the story, it's just the way I wrote him subconsciously. Now, I realized it might not exactly fit Will's personality. But, I guess I wrote him that way because I see a lot of headcannons and stuff about Will being distraught about not being able to save one of his patients(and I think there may or may not been something like that in tLO[the last Olympian] or BoO[blood of Olympus]). Plus, this is just my logic, doctors/nurses/etc are what they are to save people, and if they can't, then that makes sense, right? So I have a belief that if Will saw his friends like this, and couldn't help them, he'd be short tempered, right?

That's just my long-winded opinion. I'll let you guys read now.

Wow, that got way off topic.

Keep reading and please review!

—Alex

(Malcolm's POV)

"Malcolm!" A voice dragged me back to the present. "Malcolm!" My head snapped up. I was in Monster Training class, and everyone was staring. Chiron, who was teaching the class and the was calling my name, looked concerned. I rarely zoned out, especially in this class.

"I'm so sorry, Chiron. I was just really deep in thought." I said, stealing a glance at the chalkboard. We were learning about Manticores. "I mean, Manticores are really dangerous." Chiron looked at me like he didn't believe me, but he dropped it.

The entire class went by like a snail. That is, to say, slow.

Half an hour later, Chiron dismissed us. Though it had felt like hours.

"Malcolm," Chiron said, "please stay so we can talk." Some Ares kids snickered, and I shot them with a glare.

I walked up to Chiron. "What is it, Chiron?" I asked lightly and innocently.

"Are you feeling okay today, Malcolm? You've been restless all class. This isn't like you." He got me there. I did love learning about monsters. But I was worried about Annabeth. I decided to tell the truth. Well, part of it.

"I'm worried about Annabeth, sir." I said hesitantly.

"Annabeth? Why, what's happened to her?" Chiron said, and stepped closer.

I took a deep breath, and thought quickly. "I think she may have been kidnapped, Chiron."

"What?" Chiron said. "Why in Hades would you think that?"

"She went to the infirmary last night and never came back." Chiron's thoughts must've gone the same way mine had, because as soon as I finished, Chiron swung me on his back.

"To the Oracle!" He said, and galloped towards the Big House.

Thankfully, Rachel was in her cave when we arrived.

"Rachel!" Chiron called and let himself in, with me still on his back.

She appeared in front of us. "What's up, Chiron?" She asked easily.

"Malcolm needs a prophecy. Annabeth and Percy have been kidnapped." Chiron said.

"Kidnapped? By who? When? Where?" She stopped and grabbed Chiron's arm. "Why?"

"We don't know. I just know Malcolm needs a prophecy." With that, he slid me off his back and galloped out of the cave.

I picked up her stool and put it next to her. "Rachel, how do I reverse the curse on Percy and Annabeth?" She looked at me like she didn't expect that question. She probably didn't. She opened her mouth to say something, but instead, green smoke billowed out of her mouth, her eyes a neon green.

The Oracle's voice rasped,

"You shall go south, into the monsters' den,

You shall retrace the steps of heroes then,

To release the children of Wisdom and the Sea from their curse.

The injury of one shall result in another's curse.

And by the next full moon, when the sun sets,

Olympus's heroes shall remain as pets." And with the final verse, she crumpled into her wooden stool.

I rushed forward and grabbed her, almost missing because I was thinking about my new prophecy. My first one, too.

Rachel lifted her head groggily. "Malcolm," she muttered, "what did you mean by 'reverse the curse on Percy and Annabeth'? Are they alright? Besides being kidnapped, of course. Why didn't you ask where to find them?" She looked up at me, and I wanted to tell her. I mean, Percy and Annabeth were—are—her oldest friends.

But, just then, Will Solace came running in.

"Rachel!" He called between breaths. "I need—" he saw me holding up Rachel, and walked up next to us. "Malcolm, what did you do?"

I stared at him. "Will, I didn't do anything! Let me explain." I glanced back at Rachel. "But not here." The bigger boy glared at me, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me away.

"Will! Malcolm! What's this—?" Rachel called, but was cut off by her heavy curtain door.

"Will, what the Hades was that?" I whisper-yelled at him.

"You got a prophecy without me, without them!" He patted his satchel.

"It wasn't my choice!" I growled back. "Chiron talked to me after my last class, and I told him the truth. Well, part of it."

"You what?" He growled, his eyes flashing with anger. His face was red. Campers on the bottom of the hill were watching us.

"Will, come on. People are staring. Let's go to the Poseidon cabin or something." Will's eyes were flashing with fury. I gave him a hopeful, lopsided grin. "You can shout at me in there."

As soon as he turned to drag me away, Rachel walked up behind us, apparently recovered from her latest Oracle mugging. "What in Hades did you do?" Rachel shouted at us. All the anger drained from Will's face, along with the blood, too.

"Rachel, I—" Will started, but Rachel held up her hand.

"Save it, doc." Will stopped. Because, even as a mortal, Rachel could be terrifying if she wanted to. "Just tell me what the Hades you did, and what happened to my friends." She stopped, and looked at me. "And you, Malcolm, are gonna tell me what prophecy I spewed out back there."

Only 851 words. Hmm. I'll try to make it up to you guys.

But ooh, a prophecy! Which means a quest...Do you guys think they told Rachel? Whay do you think will happen next?

I think I'm gonna do a "next time on..." kinda thing. Sounds fun. Plus, it'll keep my faithful readers on your toes.

I have nothing else to say. Wow, that's a first.

Keep reading and please review!

—Alex

Next time on Circe's Revenge:

"Enough!" Piper yelled, probably with a bit of charmspeak in her voice. "Stop fighting, guys! Please!"