Flames {Book One: The Deadly Dream}

Part Thirteen: Girls, You think I'm Hot? You should see My Brother

I went to the big house to tell Chiron my dream. Chiron was in his magic wheel chair, sipping tea while listening to some old 80's music.

"Chiron, I need to tell you something." I confessed.

He turned down the music. "Yes child?"

"I-I had another dream," I admitted. "I know who is behind Thἀvma falling asleep."

"I thought Epiales was behind that." Chiron sipped his tea.

"Yes, well, I know who sent him to do it." I sat down in a chair and explained my dream. Not the parts about Thἀvma and Fernando. I wasn't ready yet to share that with anyone.

Chiron listened. He looked worried but also like he was thinking about something.

"So, what are we going to do?" I asked after a long pause.

"We can't do anything right now." Chiron replied. "We don't have enough information on how to stop him or get Thἀvma back."

"But at least tell the gods!" I exclaimed. "They can do something about it!"

"For now, they cannot." Chiron shook his head. "We simply don't have info on it."

I sulked in my seat. I muttered a few words as colorful as my origami paper.

Chiron looked at me with his intense eyes. "Faren, heroes sometimes have to be patient. They can't just charge in without knowing what they're doing. Your sister was a lot like that. She charged into battle, just for the sake of a challenge. She would be very foolish at times, brave, but foolish. Luckily, after she arrived at camp, I was able to teach her a few things." He took a sip of tea. "She is now quite a strategist. She's a very strong demigod, and now a smart one."

"Sounds like Percy and Annabeth had a kid," I murmured. Chiron looked a little amused.

"You do see my point, Faren?" Chiron asked.

I nodded. "I'll try not to go crazy when someone I care about is in danger."

Chiron smiled a little. "I'm not saying you shouldn't care about people or help people. But sometimes it's a fatal flaw. Every hero has a fatal flaw."

"What's mine?" I asked.

"I believe that you can figure that out." He smiled at me.

Then we heard something landing. Like Pegasi or chariots or a flying ship. "What was that?" I asked standing up, my hand on my silver bracelet.

Chiron sighed. "I believe the Romans have arrived."

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We rushed outside to find a large group of people wearing purple t-shirts. I saw chariots, Pegasi and other modes of transportation. A boy around sixteen stood in the front with armor, a purple t-shirt, a golden sword by his side, his blonde hair cut army style, his blue eyes scanning the crowd of campers that had come to meet them. He was obviously a leader, his expression stern, his shoulders back and chin up.

Most importantly, he was in good shape, and I have to admit, he was hot. All the Aphrodite girls had either swooned or were trying to go get close to the guy.

Chiron came over in centaur form. "Romans!" he shouted. "Welcome! We are glad you could make it to the Fourth of July beach party!"

The guy in front nodded and smiled a little. "We are glad we could make it! Wouldn't want to miss a party would we?" he had a faded Russian accent. The Romans all cheered in agreement.

Yet I could tell the leader looked nervous. He kept glancing around nervously like looking for something.

"Marry me Tomas!" shouted a girl. Buttercup stood in front of her, like Tomas's security guard.