"He's your responsibility. He's just sold his soul over to us for punishment, but since he's indirectly your spawn we'll let you deal with him." They cast the shaking and trembling little rat at my feet. At least I think it's a rat. I shrink into my smaller form and kneel by the shivering boy. With one touch I heal him.
"Look at me child." It's my grandson, my augur. My previous augur.
"Tell me what happened." He shivers then sobs.
"Why would you do that? You know they'll happily break you in half for what you did." He still refuses to speak, only sobbing.
"Octavian Alexander, answer me. Your mother would be ashamed." I say, shaking my head in disgust. I've never liked this boy. He was the best augur Camp Jupiter ever saw though. Talented. That talent is gone now. Now there is only fear, that fear that has always been there but was masked by lies.
"Child, look at me. Answer me." He sits up. He fingers the material of his ripped shirt, I wave my hand and its good as new, and he looks relieved, comfortable. And I expect the speech, the lecture, the persuasive little drawl that he used to corrupt the camp to his bidding. But it doesn't come.
"Lord Apollo. I am so so sorry for my crimes against Olympus." He begins. I don't trust it. I have healed him, he is fine now, where are the lies? I'm waiting.
"What did you do Octavian?" I say, impatiently.
"The world has forgotten me. I've been erased from mortal memory." He mumbled.
"Why? What are you pulling? I can and will turn you over to the furies." He hesitates for a long time.
"It was for Rachel... everything... You won't believe me because you don't think I'm capable of being a good person... But I care about her, and she was suffering so..."
"What happened to Rachel?" I had the slightest look of concern on my face.
"She got attached... She tried to help me I was covered in burns and she stole the fleece... I didn't ask her to! They punished her and threw me out of camp... I thought... I thought the only way she'd get of the hook is if the mortal world forgot me." He bows to me. He's telling the truth. I know that much. I want to punish him. I want him to suffer for his crimes against Olympus... But this child already has.
"I can't help you child..."
"Don't help me. Help Rachel... I deserve to suffer. But make sure she doesn't... Please!" He kneels in front of me and I sigh.
"I will help her. She is my Oracle. Do you have any other requests before you die?" I don't know why I ask him that. He has no right to a request. He has no right to my presence, I am awesome...
"Tell me one thing, please, Lord Apollo. Tell me I'm not like my parents." I stare at the wide eyed broken child, tormented by his own existence.
"Today you have proven you are not." A smile found its way to his face, and I felt almost bad for turning him over to punishment. Almost.
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Hello, guys!
Another week, another update! Today's A/N will be short as I don't have news about me this week, except the fact that sometimes the weekend is too far and then, comes too quickly... I have no idea what to do of it...
Anyway! Off to the updates!
Rise of Ouranos (ReWrite) (former collab with LordNitro): 1 chapter.
Maidenhood (adopted from TheColorofBoom): 1 chapter.
Sis/Bro, Your Shadow is Hot!: 1 chapter.
Quest: Matchmade (former collab with ReeReeWithAngst, aka Hugs6): 1 chapter.
Masked Hearts (former collab with ReeReeWithAngst, aka Hugs6): 1 chapter.
I will see you all next weekend!
xoxo, SilverHuntresses
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Fanfic[Collab with Hugs6] #Octachel Octavian survives the explosion and is banished from Camp Jupiter, forcing him to live at Camp Half Blood. The campers can't figure out who is being punished, them or Octavian, and practically refuse to help, but one Or...
