Can I Come Home Yet? {Camp Half-Blood Fan-Fiction}

Chapter 3: Another Prophecy?

Nico's POV

Two days. Luciana had been asleep for two days, and I never left her side. She knew my last name, and I hadn't even told her. But I knew her. I couldn't remember her. I recognized her voice, I knew her...

She opened her eyes, looking around. She looked scared and confused, like I did after Bianca's death. Her bottom lip trembled, and she hugged her knees.

I put a hand on her shoulder, and started speaking in Italian. "Hey. Luciana, right?"

At the sound of my voice, she turned to face me. She nodded. "You're Nico. Nico di Angelo."

I nodded. "Yeah. But how did you know my name?"

"Because I know you." She frowned, seeming to be in thought.

"But from where...?" I asked. "I feel like I know you, but..."

Her shoulders slumped sadly. "I don't know. I can't really remember anything at all." She looked down, putting her forehead on her knees.

I looked at her sadly, and did something that I had never done since Bianca's death. I hugged Lucy. I didn't remember who she was, buy I knew that I knew her, from somewhere when I was a kid. She was important to me.

She put her arms around me, and I squeezed her tightly. We stayed there for a little while, and I pulled back. "How are you feeling?"

"Okay...I guess."

"Are you feeling well enough to walk around?"

A small smile spread across her face, and she nodded. She swung her legs over the side of the bed, and stood up.

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Luciana's POV

I heard a commotion over by the two-story house. Nico said this was call the 'Big House'. "Nico, what's going on?"

He looked over, and frowned. "I don't know."

We started running over there, and saw a red-headed girl on a stool. She looked odd, like she was losing consciousness. The girl looked blankly into my eyes, and spoke softly in Italian.

"Five shall travel to a distant land,

Where one shall perish by a frozen hand.

Gaea's prisoner is returned what was gone,

And three of the comrades shall fight against one.

A visit from Father is what one shall receive,

And is given a blade to make them believe.

Three vs. One, one in three is done,

While the one that killed them is starting to run.

The brother cries as the sister fights,

While the ice cold goddess grows warm and dies."

The girl fell unconscious, and two people that were behind her caught her and brought her into the Big House.

Everybody turned to me, even Nico. They all had confused looks, and apparently nobody heard the girl talk. I didn't know what happened. I looked at Nico. "What just happened?"

"That was a prophecy. And no one heard it except for you. Which has never happened before."

Chiron got everyone's attention, spoke instructions, and a lot of the campers headed back to what they were originally doing. The remaining people headed into the Big House. "C'mon." Nico said. I followed him and everybody else in the Big House.

We sat down at a table, and I immediately sat down next Nico. Everybody looked at me.

"Lucy, what did Rachel say?" Chiron asked softly.

Rachel must have been that girl... I thought. I repeated the lines for Chiron and Nico. Nico seemed to be thinking about it, and Chiron repeated it in English.

Everybody started thinking about it.

They soon started discussing it, and Nico translated everything for me.

"So five travelers..." Percy said.

"But where to? A distant land? That could be anywhere!" Lou Ellen said. (He told me the names of everyone in the room.)

"Italy..." I murmured, thinking.

"Italy?" Piper asked.

"I have a feeling." I shrugged.

"Okay," Jason said. "But I would think the 'ice cold goddess' is Khione. She lives in Canada."

"True..." Chiron said.

"And one of the travelers dies by her." Clovis said, yawning. "Frozen...hand...zzz..." He dozed off.

"He's right." Piper said. "'Perish by a frozen hand.' Makes sense."

"Okay, so who is going on the quest?" Chiron asked.

"I am." I said. "Rachel spoke to me personally, so I have to."

Everyone nodded.

"Then I'm going too." Nico said. "I'm her translator, so."

Chiron nodded.

"Who else is going?" Will asked.

"I'll go." Percy volunteered.

"Why?" Annabeth asked, concern in her voice.

"I have a feeling." He shrugged.

Clarisse chuckled. "Like that Lucy girl?"

It was easy tell that Clarisse didn't like Percy.

I scowled, glaring at Clarisse. "Shut up."

Clarisse rolled her eyes, and looked away.

"Okay. So we have three. Who are the other two?" Chiron asked.

"What about Chuck?" Clarisse said. I could tell that Chuck was one of her siblings.

"What is it, war girl? Are you scared?" I grinned, watching Nico translate it for Clarisse.

She snarled. "No, you Italian fuck."

I laughed. "You're funny."

Clarisse looked at me, obviously confused.

"Calm down, you two." Chiron said.

Clarisse sighed. "As I was saying, I think that Chuck would be more than happy to go on a quest."

Chiron shook his head. "He's not trained enough."

Clarisse growled. "Wha-"

"I'll go." Pollux said.

Mr. D's eyes widened. He had been sitting in the back,usually not caring about anything that the campers talked about. "You're not going on that quest."

Pollux looked over at his father. "I'm going on this quest."

"No, you aren't." Mr. D said.

"Yes, I am!" Pollux said, standing up. "I'm sick of just sitting around, watching everyone else save the world! Yes, I am aware of the fact that two people will die. But that is the life of the average demigod, and you have to accept that. Castor died because he was a demigod. Same with Silena, and Beckendorf, and Michael, and Lee, and so many others. You would know that because you were a demigod. But now you're a god. Demigods die. That's life. Get your head out of the damn clouds and think for once. I am going on that quest!" And with that, Pollux sat down, leaving everyone speechless. Mr. D left the room, clearly upset by all of that.

There was a long silence after that. Chiron cleared his throat. "Alright. Pollux will accompany you three. Now one more."

"I'll go."