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Veronica Westcourt didn't like Camp Half-Blood. She didn't like the fact that she hadn't...
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𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 7: 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓑𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓔𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼
"What were you thinking?" Clarisse cradled Silena's head in her lap.
Silena tried to swallow, but her lips were dry and cracked. "Wouldn't... listen," she managed to say. "Cabin would... only follow you."
"So you stole my armor," Clarisse said in disbelief. "You waited until Chris and I went out on patrol; you stole my armor and pretended to be me." She glared at her siblings. "And NONE of you noticed?"
The Ares campers found a new interest in their combat boots.
"Don't blame them," Silena said. "They wanted to... to believe I was you."
"You stupid Aphrodite girl," Clarisse said through her sobs. "You charged a drakon? Why?"
"All my fault," Silena said, a tear streaking the side of her face. "The drakon, Charlie's death... camp endangered—"
"Stop it!" Clarisse said. "That's not true."
Silena opened her hand. In her palm was a silver bracelet with a scythe charm, the mark of Kronos.
"You..." Veronica said slowly. "So you were..."
Percy said it for her. "You were the spy."
Silena tried to nod, and she could only do it partially. "Before... before I liked Charlie, Luke was nice to me. He was so... charming. Handsome. Later, I wanted to stop helping him, but he threatened to tell. He promised... he promised I was saving lives. Fewer people would get hurt. He told me he wouldn't hurt... Charlie. He lied to me."
Veronica looked over at Annabeth. Her face was chalky. She looked like somebody had just yanked the world out from under her feet.
Behind the kids, the battle raged.
Clarisse scowled at her cabinmates. "Go help the centaurs," she said. "Protect the doors. GO!"
They scrambled off to join the fight.
Silena took a heavy, painful breath. "Forgive me."
"You're not dying," Clarisse insisted.
"Charlie..." Silena's eyes were a million miles away. "See Charlie..."
She didn't speak again. Veronica felt a chill worse than the death she'd just watched run down her spine.
Clarisse held Silena close and wept. Chris put a hand on her shoulder. Finally Annabeth closed Silena's eyes.
"We have to fight." Annabeth's voice was brittle. "She gave her life to help us. We have to honor her."
Clarisse sniffled and wiped her nose. "She was a hero, understand? A hero."
