What?! (Stollico)

Chapter 24

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Travis' POV

Gods it was a long restless night. I woke up in the morning feeling shitty and praying it was all a dream and that Nico was still in his cabin, or better yet in our arms. I groan, sitting up and seeing Connor pacing back and forth, coffee cup on the table and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Connor?" I ask and he freezes.

"I-I couldn't sleep and I didn't know what to do I'm worrying so much oh gods Travis I'm so scared where could he be when can we leave I can't sit here all day I want to find him we need to go." He said worriedly and fast.

"Hey, calm down." I say, holding his shoulders. "We're gonna eat, pack up, and go talk to Hades ok?"

"Yeah." He said, calming down.

"Have some breakfast and take a nap while I get everything ready." I tell him, getting our backpacks.

He nods and trudges to the little kitchen we had in here, putting some cereal before sitting down and eating. I take a breath before grabbing two changes of clothes for each of us, along with ambrosia, nectar, and other essentials. I grab my belt of knives, rolling it up and putting it into my bag as well as getting my swords and then putting Connor's sword and two daggers by his bag. Connor was knocked out on the couch, snoring away and I chuckled, getting something quick to eat. I settle on eating a muffin, munching on it happily while thinking of anything else we'll need. It seemed like we had everything, I remembered the magic containers that we had stolen on one quest we did, it was similar to the cornucopia, never ending food and drink. The bags were packed, I was semi rested, Connor was napping, and we had Nico to find. I just hope he's ok. Why would this whole mess even happen? Like for gods sake it was eilodons we're up against. Why did Piper have to be studying fashion design in France? She could've been such a big help now but noooo.. She completely turned herself around and let Drew get her into fashion.

~time skipz~

Connor woke up a couple hours later, yelling at me for not waking him sooner. I groan, trying to tell him it was only noon and he needed rest if we were to go. He eventually gave up and calmed down, us both washing up before grabbing the bags and leaving the cabin. We go through the woods and into the big house, Chiron waiting for us on the porch.

"Rachel has a prophecy." He says.

"This is gonna be that big of a deal?" I question.

He nods and we sigh, going inside to see her. She was just sitting on the couch, eyes closed and some green glow radiated off her.

"Rachel?" Connor asks.

Her eyes snap open, bright green and glowing. Smoke surrounds us as she starts the prophecy.

Restless spirits cloud a mind

Of one going through troubled times

Round and round the body goes

Enduring a fight between two ghosts