The Greek and Roman War- The Heroes of Olympus

Chapter 2: The Accusation (MILD ADULT CONTENT)

Rachel

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Octavian stared at the painting for longer than he should have, and that made me feel too uncomfortable. I couldn't tell what he was thinking for he had on a blank expression. Eventually he turned around to look at me, still without any expression, and asked me a simple question.

One that I was certainly NOT expecting.

"What do you think of me?"

His voice had no hint of...well, anything really.

I mustered up my courage to say, "You're a ruthless soldier who will stop at nothing to destroy every last Greek in our camp."

I stated this quite matter-of-factly, having no indication of anger or resentment. My face mirrored his.

He took a step closer to me.

"Why do you think I am here, with you?"

"To threaten me. To kill me."

Octavian took another step closer. He was now only a foot away from me.

"But Rachel, you are not a Greek," he said this with the creepiest smile I have ever seen, "You possess quite an extraordinary gift. Tell me, how did you receive such?"

I couldn't help but ruin my strait face and gulp. I stepped back again, realizing too late that I had backed myself into a wall. I was trapped.

"It was my choice, with help of Apollo, to call upon the spirit of Delphi and receive it into me. I was only able to do it because I can see through the mist," I answered, trying to distract Octavian from my obvious predicament. Sadly, my shaky voice gave me away.

"My my my, what do we have here," Octavion cackled mercilessly, " Seems that Ms. Oracle has found herself in quite the predicament".

Immediately I darted out, trying to run past Octavion, who had taken another step forward, but he was to fast and grabbed my wrists painfully, pushing me back against the wall. Octavion lifted my wrists up above my head and put his face up close to mine.

I felt my breath catch in my throat. My heart began to beat faster. And faster. And faster, till I thought I might explode. As I looked deep in to Octavian's amazing light blue eyes, I saw something in them. Something I couldn't place. Why was he doing this?

I felt something inside of me ignite as he leaned in slowly. What is this feeling? I...I should hate him, he has not right to grab me like he- . My thoughts were interrupted as I felt the slightest pressure on my lips. Then a harder pressure.

He was kissing me. And I loved every bit of it.

I felt sparks as I closed my eyes and pushed my lips against his, kissing back. When I felt Octavian's tongue swipe across my lips, I didn't know what to do. Should I open my mouth and let him in? I had never French kissed before. As his tongue slipped into my mouth, I started to feel some thing in side me.

At first I thought it was just me being turned on, but it was something else. Almost a pain. I suddenly remembered a crucial detail.

Oracle's were not supposed to share any form of romantic love with another person.

EVER.

Or else....

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