𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗠𝗘 ━━ l. valdez

iii ━━ show me this world is bigger than us

02. chapter three

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CAMP JUPITER WAS BEAUTIFUL. they clearly took their architecture very seriously. the buildings were ancient looking, but in the best way possible. camp jupiter had its own city, new rome. demigods were able to live in peace there. at camp half-blood, you were left to suffer once you outgrew camp. most greek half-bloods died young anyway.

"welcome to camp jupiter," nico said when we arrived.

the customs of camp jupiter were very different as well. things were more organized and civilized. their meetings weren't held over a ping-pong table and their training was much more official and intense. i joined the camp as an "ambassador of pluto" like nico, but they knew i was a child of the river-titan styx, so i didn't really participate in any camp activities.

my first day at camp jupiter was chaotic. one of the first people i met at camp jupiter was hazel lavesque.

"camille," nico said. "i'd like you too meet my sister, hazel lavesque."

hazel seemed to be about the same age as nico and i. she was an african american girl with long curly cinnamon brown hair. her eyes were gold, reminding me of king midas and his mansion. she radiated sweetness, but also a deep sadness that you just wanted to hug right out of her. despite that, i could tell this girl wouldn't be afraid to put you in your place.

"hi," hazel said, holding out her hand. "nice to meet you."

i complied and shook her hand. hazel had a tattoo that said SPQR and had one bar below it. it was the same as jason's except he had twelve bar lines.

"is that tattoo real?" i asked her.

hazel looked down at the tattoo, as if noticing it for the first time. she rubbed it with a sour expression. "yeah. we all have one here."

i thought back to the first demigod i met at camp jupiter, the praetor, reyna ramirez-arellano. reyna also had the SPQR tattoo, as well as four stripes. the beaded necklaces at camp half-blood seemed silly compared to something so permanent.

hazel and nico had shown me around camp that day. i met all the other demigods of the fifth cohort, and they seemed nice. there was frank, who hazel had a crush on. frank had a large build, a baby face, and a military style haircut. he reminded me of a big teddy bear.

i also met octavian, centurion of cohort one, though i really wish i hadn't. he was extremely pale and skinny. he was somewhere around eighteen, very tall, with crazy looking blue eyes. though he had blue eyes and blonde hair the same as jason's, he was absolutely nothing like jason. my first meeting with octavian didn't go too well.

i was with nico and hazel, discussing the weird occurrences recently when the the pale, skinny blonde approached us, distaste splattered across his face.

"so," he said with an accusatory tone. "you're the river spawn. an ambassador of pluto, huh?"

i didn't like his tone. i fought the urge to punch him in the nose. "yeah. what's it to you?"

octavian's jaw dropped, appalled.

"excuse me," he sputtered. "i am centurion of the first cohort and augur of this camp. you cannot speak to me like that!"