"Octavian?" I asked in shock. "What are you doing here? I thought that during the war with Gaea, you umm..."
"DIED?!" His voice was so disturbing, it sounded like he was on the verge of insanity. "No, son of Hades, I did not die, DESPITE THE FACT THAT YOU FIRED ME FROM A CANON!!!!" He had so much rage, that his pale skin was now bright red.
"Octavian, you fired yourself from that canon. My only wrong was that I didn't warn you." I tried to keep my voice steady.
"Don't try to blame someone else! You tried to kill me, and you still lived in peace, thinking I was dead! YOU ARE A MURDERER NICO DI ANGELO! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A COLD BLOODED KILLERRR!!!!!!!!"
He was definitely insane, I could tell by his voice, and the crazy look in his eyes, but part of me thought he was right. I'm nothing but a cold blooded killer. I could've prevented Octavians 'death,' but I didn't. That's the difference between a hero, and well... me.
Octavian glanced at my friends. "You're safe for now di Angelo, but at some you will be alone with no friends to protect you, and that's when I'll come for my revenge. And tell that insufferable son of Poseidon to watch his back too."
I looked at Will, Hazel, and Annabeth, because I had know idea what to say or do now, but it seemed like they didn't either.
"Keep that in mind when you go to sleep tonight," he whispered to me as he walked out the door.
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Together
FanficIt's five years after the war with Gaea, and Percy and Annabeth are happily married at the age of 23. But many unfortunate events begin to occur, starting with Hazel being in a terrible accident. After that, it only gets worse as Camp Half-Blood is...
