Within the hour, all the demigods were resting and being healed by the remaining cloaked figures. They were being held, for it didn't seem they had an option whether to stay or to leave, in an amphitheater not unlike the one in Camp Half Blood.
Jason sat in the corner, his back pressed against a column as he stared into nothingness, his once sky blue eyes seemingly fractured, and red with unshed tears.
No one could appease his sorrow and he laid there a broken man.
Annabeth on the other hand, was attempting to put up a façade of bravery but covered in wounds still being treated and slowly drinking nectar did nothing for that image.
Luke kneeled in front of her, "Are you feeling better?"
She nodded distrustingly, the pain of his past betrayal still weighed heavily.
He sighed, "Look, I am sorry. I know nothing I ever say will make you change your opinion of me-"
"Damn right you are!" Her façade broke suddenly, "You left us, you killed my friends, my family and broke your promise to me. Thalia and I needed you and you left us!" Sobs broke free as she finally released her pent up emotions.
He was silent for a moment, his eyes cast towards the ground.
"I know," He whispered, almost too quiet for her to her, "But that doesn't mean I can't try and make it up to you. I have many regrets and this is my moment to redeem myself."
He looked up, his eyes glistening with tears.
That's all it took for Annabeth to bury her head into his chest as he held her like when they were younger. "I missed you Luke," She murmured, hugging him tight.
He rested his chin on her head, "As did I,"
He pressed his lips to her forehead before letting go, "Come on, I want you to meet someone,"
Luke helped her up before calling out two names that froze her in her tracks.
"Silena! Beckendorf!"
Two more of the figures, one petite and graceful in form and one that was well built and towered over the other, moved from checking on their patients and walked over to the daughter of Athena.
With trembling fingers, Annabeth reached forward and pulled down the hood on the female, revealing none other than the tragic daughter of love.
Soon after, the other figure who was much too tall for her to reach for his hood, also revealed himself.
Annabeth did the logical thing.
She fainted.
"That was unexpected," Raze remarked as he watched the girl he once loved collapse in a dead faint.
"Don't judge her, she has been wandering Tartarus for several days and this is very sudden,"
"Pity she survived the Puppets, it would have been amusing to watch her friends fight off her corpse." He ignored Runa's comment.
And was rewarded with smack to the back of his head.
"I know your still bitter, but don't lose sight of yourself Raze," Her eyes softened, "The day you lose your humanity, you are no better than those monsters,"
They stood silently in the shadows before he responded heavily, "I am no hero, never was, if that is what you are referring too,"
Runa stepping in front of him, focusing his sullen gaze on to her.
"I never said you were a hero," She said sharply, "I said you are a better person than to be bitter over her,"
She turned to walk away but stopped with her back turned away.
"And for the record," She whispered, "I believe you are a hero and you always will be,"
"I know of the prophecy," The bluntness of the statement shocked the campers.
While the campers were exuberant to greet their fallen brethren, they were wary of the man and woman who they saw firsthand slaughter another human being without pity.
Annabeth stood up, most likely to berate or argue with him but stopped when she felt a hand come down on her shoulder.
"Annabeth stop, he was the one to return me back to life along with the others, he gave me a chance to prove myself and I took it," Luke told her sternly.
"He killed another camper! He tortured him!" she exclaimed, stubbornly refusing to see him in another light.
"And yet, there were reasons I committed those crimes as you believe they are," Raze took a step forward, his hood covering his expressions from being read from anyone.
"That does not excuse the torture!"
"He broke a promise on the Styx and received his punishment Annabeth Chase,"
"Do not accuse me of wrongs on which you committed yourself wisdom spawn, he wasn't the only one to cheat was he?"
There was no defense to that and she knew it.
The lady in white broke in, her voice melodic, "Now we know which parts of the prophecy has passed and we know how our individual paths will take us,"
"Who are you?" Jason asked, startling everyone for he had been silent for the duration of their recovery.
She nodded towards the Luke and he fell into a mock kneel, "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the great, the all-powerful, (Maybe a little sexist), Champion of the Fates themselves, Lady Runa!"
He was pushed over with a wave of her hands, smiling a little but held a wicked smirk as she was already planning his death.
"In other words Annabeth, I know what has happened and what will happen, you are one of the cursed campers who believed Perseus Jackson was dead, are you not?"
That was a harsh blow and everyone knew it. But the campers knew they deserved it.
"And if we are doing introductions, I might as well join in but I will not let my champion introduce me," This was followed by a quick glare at the son of Hermes who grinned in return.
"I am Raze and I am a minor Protogenoi if you will," He began before being cut off once again by Annabeth.
"You are a Primordial? I have never heard of you,"
Clarisse whispered to Katie, "Someday her pride will get her killed,"
"I am really trying hard not to smite you," Raze groaned before tensing suddenly.
"He's awake,"
Luke stood up, "That's not possible, we should have had more time," He turned towards Runa, but she could only shake her head, "I had not foreseen this, somethings wrong,"
"I don't understand, who is awake?" Conner asked nervously.
Rachel gasped, "No it can't be…"
Her eyes glowed green once more as she repeated a line of the prophecy.
Risen has the Legends that cannot die
"Erebus is fully awake and is amassing his armies along with Tartarus. The Primordials are returning to reclaim their power. Soon, all of them will awaken and then the final stretch begins," The son of the Rivers spoke solemnly, although none of them knew this title.
"And what is that?" Luke asked softly.
"Reality ceases to exist"
Summer Break is the best time to get some writing in and now I'm coming back with a bang!
The prophecy is being revealed slowly(Which is amusing to see all of your guesses on deciphering it)
So dedication to AjSummer one of the many people to obsess over the Brason part which I had to add in:P
Although I was very shocked to see that took precedence over Jake and Chris(You people are weirdXD)
WHAT SHOULD I UPDATE NEXT
Catch ya on the flipside Pixels
-PixelUp