Elves and Demigods

Chapter 12 - Keefe

Keefe expected Camp Jupiter to look like Camp Half-blood. Boy, was he wrong.

The elves entered Camp Jupiter to find the temple of Pluto as the shady demigod like to call it. Apollo had dropped them next to a lake before taking off on his sun chariot. But right before he got into it, he winked at Keefe.

Winked at him.

Ew, ew, ewwwww

Keefe hoped Apollo was only kidding. 

"Hey", Sophie said. "Are you alright? You look a little green."

Keefe went for his legendary smirk. "Aww, Foster. Are you worried about me again? I'm fine, really."

Sophie frowned. "If you say so." Thank Forkle Empathy wasn't one of Foster's many abilities. She looked around, as if to make sure no one was listening. Linh and Wylie were a little ahead of them, just out of earshot and Nico was guiding them ahead. "Um... Don't know if you noticed but Apollo winked at you. I think."

Keefe's face went from green to red. "Really? I didn't know."

"Well, just thought you should know."  

I already do Foster, and you confirming it only makes me want to barf, Keefe said in his mind. He shifted his mind to more important matters. After walking around a bit the four elves, guided by Nico had been led over the via praeotoria to the principia. It's Structure was quite impressive. Inside, It had marble floors and walls covered with velvet. The floor had a mosaic of two dudes and a wolf. There was the display of banners and wooden poles started with bronze medals. There was also a staircase at the back leading down that was shielding shielded by iron bars. Keefe had to stand on his tiptoes because Wylie was standing right in front of him.

On a table there were weapons, notebooks, scrolls and a big bowl of blue jelly beans. Behind the the table were two large, fancy-looking chairs, both of which were occupied. On one was a girl whose dark hair looked like curls of chocolate and gold eyes. On another was a muscular boy who looked like he could be a cuddler and a killer at the same time. Both of them wore purple T-shirts with the letters SPQR embroidered on them and a long, purple cape. 

Nico entered but Linh,Wylie, Keefe and Sophie stood just outside the door.

Upon seeing his arrival, both of them rose from their seats and looked at the shady demigod. 

"Nico?" The girl said with a smile.

Nico nodded. "Hazel, we have a tiny emergency."

The boy sighed. "An actual emergency or has Percy run out of Blue food again? We have some blue jellybeans right here" he waved at the bowl of candy on the table.

The edge of Nico's mouth turned up. "This is an actual emergency, Frank"

"Okay", Hazel said slowly. "Tell us what it is."

Nico turned around. "You can come in."

The elves slowly walked in and stood behind him.

Hazel cocked her head. "Who...?"

"Elves", Nico replied coolly. Frank and Hazel wore the exact same expression Percy had when the elves had first introduced themselves. 

"Now what?" Frank wailed. 

Nico quickly introduced the elves to the new demigods and the other way around.

Keefe was get really bored of the demigod-i conversation. He decided to do something more interesting. Like... Hold Foster's hand maybe? He was worried she would mind but then he though, pssh, this is Foster! She wouldn't realise I like if I write it on my forehead and screamed the same to the entire lost cities. Keefe scooted a little closer to Sophie and took her hand in his. To his extreme happiness relief, she gently gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. Then he tried to concentrate on what the demigods were saying. Turns out, he had missed most of their conversation.

"We need your help", Nico was saying to Frank and Hazel. "I wish we didn't. But this, I'm afraid, is more than the titans or giants or any other forces. This is something new. Something... From a new zone."

Hazel nodded. "Of course we will help. That is our duty."

"I think we should make an announcement to the centurions", Frank agreed. "We should train legionnaires harder."

"How wisely spoken!" A voice called. "You should train those weaklings a little more!" 

Everyone whipped around. Standing at the entrance of the principia was a skinny, blond boy with pale skin and blue eyes that looked like they belonged to a madman. His face was scarred and his smile was pure evil. "Nice to meet you once again, my Roman family."

All three demigods looked like they were seeing a ghost. And they all said one word- one name- at the same time.

"Octavian?"