An Accidental Meeting With The Oracle

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Your POV

You and Nico both look up. In front of you, a giant hellhound pawed at the ground, growling furiously. You were the one to stand up first, pressing the buttons on your rings. The huge knives appeared, making the hellhound and Nico flinch. Nico finally brings a pitch black sword from the shadow of the nearest tree.

"I guess we went through the wrong route," Nico stated.

You give a small smile. "Isn't the camp protected by a magical border?"

"Yes," Nico replied. "We have to tell Chiron we saw a random hellhound in the forest."

"Agreed." You take a quick glance at Nico and turn your attention back to the hellhound. "So, are we gonna attack this thing, or what?"

"I like your style," Nico said before charging at the hellhound.

You smile as Nico fights the hellhound. He cut his two front legs and tried to slash at his neck. The hellhound dodged Nico's sword and whipped him with his tail. Nico flew back against a tree.

You felt a wave of anger.

You charged at the hellhound, cutting off it's tail. It howled in pain, roaring at you. You rolled under him and stabbed his gut, making him into golden dust. You could hear growling and hissing not too far from behind the trees.

You ran to Nico.

"Nico, are you ok?!" you asked.

He groans as a response. You check his arms, legs, and chest for any bruises or cuts.

"Ok, this may sound weird, but lift your shirt up," you said.

You felt a little embarrassed, but you had to hurry up. If you knew that Nico was hurt, you would also know that he can't fight very well.

"What, why?" he asked, the tone in his voice sounding weak and tired.

"Just do it!" you yelled.

He sits up and lifts his shirt up. You see a huge cut on his stomach and a claw mark on his back.

"Oh, Nico," you whisper.

"I'll be fine..." He quickly pulls down his shirt and looks behind you. "We have to go. I can see five hellhounds behind you."

"Right."

You help Nico up and run to the nearest shelter. Not too far from the forest, you see a cave. You saw some curtains, but you didn't care. You had to help Nico before he passed out from blood lose.

You two run into the cave. The hellhounds outside seemed to whimper and run off. You wondered why.

Nico, you thought.

You put Nico onto a couch next to a warm fire.

"Y/n, I'm fine." He winces when his back touches the couch and leans forward. "Never mind, not fine."

You grab at the edge of his shirt and lift it up. You don't care about anything else. You only care about trying to help Nico right now.

You rip the sleeve on your shirt and try to find water. You see a small bucket of water in the corner and bring it to Nico. You dip the ripped sleeve in the water, but when you place it on his wound, the water would spread to his cut and heal it automatically. The water would also spread to your wounds and heal it. He winces and blushes every time it water spreads onto his cut.

"Sit on the floor and turn around," you ordered.

He obeys and sits on the floor, his back to you. You dip the cloth into the water again and water washes off the blood from the big claw mark on his back. You felt a bit tired, causing the water not to spread, so you had to wipe off the blood from the cut. He cries in pain. You grab his hand for comfort and continue to wipe of the blood. He nearly pulled his hand back, but held your hand.

"Ok, so you need to get to the infirmary for this, but you should put something on it until you do," you state.

"Mmhm." Nico pulls down the back of his shirt with his free hand and squeezes yours before letting go. "Thanks for, uhh, holding my hand through that."

You blush and nod you head as a response.

Nico looks behind you and quickly stands up. You turn and see a young girl with red hair, green eyes, and off pale skin. Her face was covered with freckles. You stand up next to Nico and watch the girl as she widened her eyes. Her mouth opened and let out green mist. Her eyes let out the same green mist. A mysterious voice comes from the voice.

You quickly grip onto Nico's arm, fearfully squeezing it.

"Two warriors will search the sorrows of death,

To seek a god who had their last breath,

They will go to the land of mother earth,

And a giant will have it's birth,

Two will survive,

One will return to it's tribe."

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