I was looking over Camp Mars remembering the days before we had to worry about the Greek demigods in the war and I realized that I have been here for six years after my twelfth birthday and I had been a loyal Roman soldier for all that time and I was the last Roman demigod nearby. But while I was reminiscing I saw, in the horizon, Greek flags and I saw a old friend of mine Richard Blackstone Dumbeldore son of Circe and he said," Isn't this a familiar sight Jeff Jacobs? Where are your Roman demigod friends? Oh right they died in the war. Since you're alone right now may I say 'Get Wrecked you Noob'?" and then I said," When will you learn never to say that to a son of Pluto?" "Oh you should know that the archers have learned to not underestimate you and will shoot you on sight should you try to summon any skeletons or anything else." and then I said," Mind if I get something from my pocket? It's just a flute and I want to play it real quick." "Okay I understand." and then I played Bohemian Rhaspody by Queen and Richard said," That sounded great. Now, if you please, get on your knees." and I did and while Richard conjured up a executioners blade a pillar of flame appeared and I said," Kinshen why are you late?" And he smiled and said," I'm not late. Because I am never late or early. I arrive when I mean to. Besides you are still alive so don't complain just yet." and Richard said," All right. The two of you are here." and then Richard said," It's time to send Him in." and I noticed a ripple in the space next to Richard Dumbelore and a man appeared and Kinshen said," I thought you were gone for good father."
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Our Last Hurrah (Book Five of Five)
FantasyThis is the last book of mine with Kinshen and Jeff Jacobs so please take up the mantle if you wish. This book has many twists and turns so you have to read the other stories to figure everything out about the characters. enjoy