Elves and Demigods

Chapter 15 - Hazel

Sorry, this is a small chapter.
Hazel never dreamt of being upset over someone from Camp Jupiter returning from the dead. The skinny, blond dude who just showed up at the door changed that. For a while, everyone just started at him as if he were a ghost (which of course, he was). It was Nico who spoke first.

"Seriously Octavian? Gaea's return would be more pleasant that your's." 

"Oh, the ambassador of Hades, I see", Octavian said with a cold smile. "I'm surprised you haven't been chased away from Camp Jupiter yet."

"A lot has changed since the time you blew yourself up." 

"I didn't blow myself up that was-" Octavian took a deep breath. "Anyhow, I'm back now and I'm sure you're glad to see me."

"I don't know", Keefe said suspiciously. "I haven't even met you yet and I'm already wishing you would go away."

"New demigods, I see?"

"Nope. Just us elves."

"Elves? What are you creatures doing at camp Jupiter?" Octavian shrieked. 

"Excuse me?"

The skinny boy tutted. "At this rate, Camp Jupiter will fall into ruins out of shame. Tell you what, I have a way of bringing the twelfth legion back to power."

"Why?" Nico asked. "Are you going to die again?"

Octavian glared at him.

"Is he a bad guy?" Sophie asked.

"What an understatement", Frank muttered.

"Oh, so I'm the bad guy", Octavian sounded like he didn't know this yet. "Well, I can't help it if you see the rise of Rome as a bad thing." 

"The rise of Rome by burning down the Greeks?" Hazel demanded.

"The Graecus stand in our way and must be eliminated".

"They're not bugs, Octavian", Frank said. "They are our allies. When will you see that?"

"When it is true. Which of course-  it isn't."

"Well. I guess you can't teach a pertinax porcus", Frank muttered.

Hazel translated that to 'stubborn pig' in Latin. 

"I wouldn't say that if I were you, Mr Preator", Octavian warned. Rome is now-" The rest of his sentence turned into a choke. 

"Frank don't!" Hazel exclaimed. The bear pinning Octavian to the wall didn't budge. Instead, he tightened his grip on his neck.

Octavian started to say something that sounded like, "Uhv unformsan". He tried pulled the paws off his throat, but in vain. "Calm down, Frank", Hazel said. Thankfully, Frank obeyed this time. He let go of his iron grip and turned back to a human. "I wouldn't insult Rome if I were you", he told Octavian coldly. 

For the very first time, Octavian looked scared. When Hazel turned around, she found the elves wearing a similar expression. She mouthed "Sorry" to them before feeling Frank, "Please don't do that again". 

"I don't know", Nico said. "If he hadn't, I would have probably sommoned a couple of skeleton friends".

"Octavian, what do you want?" Hazel asked.

"You know what", he said, now back to his original scowling self. 

"That's what you wanted the last time. We all know how well that turned out".

"That's right", Octavian crossed his skinny arms. "This time, I want something else".

"And what is that?" Frank asked.

"I want to meet my father".