Octavian survived and is badly scarred but once he heals then comes the punishment. His punishment is rebuilding the Syblline books with Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Rachel, also being his parole officer, is very frustrated. read more to find out.
Everything hurts. Why does it always have to hurt? I was only trying to do what was best for Rome, but of course, with my luck, it wasn't the best thing. Of course, nothing I ever do is the right thing. Sure I love power and being in charge and being important but does that mean I'm a bad guy? I don't think so.
After I launched myself into the air all I could remember was a burning searing pain, then next thing I know I hear loud angry voices.
"What are we supposed to do with him?" I heard someone say.
"What do you mean what are we gonna do with him?! We should kill him just like the rules say!"
*Uh oh* I guess all my "bad deeds" have caught up with me. Hey, I was just trying to protect us what's so wrong with that?! Besides they need me, I mean where are they going to find another Augur? *Sweats nervously* (ha just kidding. he's unconscious)
"Reyna, what do you think?" Everything went quiet. Reyna? Whatever she decides is usually final! Even I could never argue with her!
"I know Octavian tried to destroy Camp Half-blood, but he had good intentions, he thought what he was doing was right and after all this bloodshed I don't want to add more blood to that list. Not when I could prevent it."
Huh. Never thought Reyna would defend me.
"She has a good point plus Octavian seemed a little... sick when Will and I were trying to convince him to stop."
Di Angelo! That graecus scum! why are the Greeks at Camp Jupiter?!
"Hey, I think he's moving." Someone called out. Oops. my rage got the better of me, my fists clenched. Ow, that hurts. Oh well, might as well see the damage.
I slowly opened one eye, then the other. Something was wrong with my left eye, I couldn't see anything. Looking around with my right eye I saw a whole group of people standing around, Reyna right next to me, most of them glared at me. I could see ( with my limited vision) that most of the demigods from the prophecy of the seven were there plus the son of Hades and that arrogant son of Apollo. ( Ugh he thinks he's so much better because he's a direct descendant.)
A small groan left my lips as I sat up. And then quickly laid right back down. oh, gods that hurt.
I tried to speak but all that came out was a dry heave. I closed my eyes them someone gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't try to move just yet Octavian. You're in pretty bad shape." A voice said. Will Solace I realized. "Don't worry" he said, " everything going to be fine just go back to sleep."
Be for I could even try to say anything I felt a needle in my right arm, that seemed to be the part of my body that was hurting less.
Last thing I hear before I fall back into unconsciousness I hear this: "Anyone who wants to kill this person will have to go through me because no matter what I will not become a monster. Not even for him."
