a Fucked Up Camp for Fucked Up Kids [ pjo fanfic ]

{{{{{{{ Chapter 7 }}}}}}}

Btw if you didn't notice, this is an AU where some folks don't exist, and other ones died, or have personality changes, or didn't die. So Octavian is currently alive.

" How did I die? " I demanded.

LiLi sighed. " You fucked up, TK. "

TK rolled his eyes. " You died saving a kitten from a tree. "

" Tell me the truth, TK. I'm not so weak that I'd die falling from a tree. " I snapped.

" You died for an innocent new kid here, when you were thirteen, and had just become Praetor. She was nine, she was also your trainee. The monster was a hellhound, and you distracted it. It was in the dead of night, and I was your only witness. "

" You were there? " I asked.

" Well, I'm the son of Styx. I get a tingling feeling when someone I know is about to die, so I sprinted over to the forest, which is where I knew you'd be, and I only found a sobbing nine year old kneeling in from of my friends corpse. It was pretty scary, two years later, I bargained a deal with my mother, Styx, so she would bargain a deal with Hades. " TK explains. " We're kinda the Spooky Ghost with weird eyes Duo, now, huh? "

I flinched. " God. That sounds gruesome for the nine year old girl, huh? And sure. Spooky Ghost with weird eyes Duo. "

" What about me? I'm a ghost and my eyes are yellow! " Hazel grinned.

" Sure. It's a trio now. " TK concluded.

" We feel left out. " LiLi said.

TK chucks a stuffed animal at her face. " Maybe you should die and get weirder eyes! "

" Rude as heck. " Gryffin observed, rolling her eyes.

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I stood uselessly ( as usual ), in front of the the Augur Shrine. Reyna was eying the stuffed bear that had a prophecy or someone on it.

" Nikius Caesar, step forward. " She demanded without making eye contact even the slightest tone that we knew each other.

I took a small step forward, then a few more. " Yes, Praetor Arellano? "

" The prophecy on the fabric says it's directed towards a long dead yet living Praetor. " Reyna have me a pointed look. " You, to say the least, are the only dead yet living Praetor in our Camp, or that ever existed. "

I sighed.

Reyna looked at TK. " Did they know? "

My eyes felt heavy, I was tired. " It takes a long time to get used to the fact that you're dead. Can you, like, let me take a nap? My brain probably hurts more than my wounds from when I died. "

" Can't do that. That wasn't in the contract for being Praetor, "

" You never gave me a contract, or a choice. " I said, rubbing my eyes. And you thought I couldn't get any more relatable? You thought wrong, fuckers.

" Nikki, " I could tell Reyna was serious. " I'll read what the prophecy. "

dead, yet living Praetor of Rome, you are no match for the Graechas.

You are no Dryad, Nikius.

You have nothing, monster child.

The deceased, the half way there, the flame, the water, the loved, the hated, the fearless, and the feared.

You will find where you're looking south.

Nothing.

" That, " I needed a fucking nap, woah. " Is dark."

" Well, it's not much of a mystery is it? " TK said. Everyone looked at him. " I mean, we've established that Nikki's the deceased, I'm the half way there, LiLi's the flame, Gryffin's the water. Octavian, are you just trolling us? Did you make up some fictional people for shits and giggles? "

He glared at TK. " Why would I waste my time writing a shitty prophecy just to 'troll' you? "

" Pettyyyyyy! " I smiled.

" Shut it, everyone. " Reyna said in a steady and controlled voice. " Octavian isn't pranking you, Tracial. "

" Man, that sucks. My powers aren't weak, that sounds exactly like a puny legacy would say! " LiLi grinned.

" Well, " Octavian side-eyed her. " I'm not arguing with a twelve year old, because I'd get in trouble for handing your ass to you. "

" Oh, fuck off! " I lunge at him, damn, now I guess I'm the petty one. Reyna snatched my shirt.

She sighed. " If I make Octavian shut his mouth, will you two shut yours? "