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

{{{{{{{{ Chapter 8 }}}}}}}}

( guys in this au, Jason does die, but he has an alternative death, plesss no Burning Maze spoilers, I haven't read it yet. )

This is exactly when I knew I fucked up.

" Or, this might be important, " oh god...... It's him. " Not that Nikius Tri would know anything about importance. "

I internally facepalmed. This guy may be a legacy of Athena, but he's as stupid as his mother Venus. " Actually, Ass-ah, I'm Praetor of the Twelth Legion. Next time, check who your calling unimportant. "

" Are you really? " Asa Sanman, the son of Venus who literally hates me, squints his eyes. " Or are you just a miserable excuse for Jason Grace? And, that's saying a lot, the dude got himself killed. Not very smaaart. "

I twist my throwing knives in my belt, pulling one out and teasingly aiming it at him.

" Oh for fucks sake, Nikki! " Reyna chides as she yanks my wrist with the knife in it. " Am I able to say a word to you, without you crossing five different mortal enemies while I do it??? "

" No, she's makes five new mortal enemies each day. " Asa sneers. " Was the little five year old that got you killed your mortal enemy too?? "

" She was nine, and she wasn't. I don't even know her name. "

" Her name, " a voice I don't recognize from the crowd says, through gritted teeth. " Was Ametheio Sanchez. And you ruined her life. "

" So, you are mortal enemies, perhaps. " A wild grin was plastered on Asa's dumb face. I'm too shaken up to snarl, but I slowly walk towards the girl who said the words.

The girl would only be eleven now, but she was taller than I was. I extend my hand to her. " Ametheio Sanchez is your name? My trainee, " I probably sound furious, I try to be steady and sly, but my voice is naturally as shaky as my hands. That's pretty shaky. " I'd say did you a favor, Are you implying that you wanted to be killed at age nine? "

Ametheio's voice is slicker and smoother than mine. " Are you implying I wanted everyone to hate me and see me as the foolish trainee who got a Praetor killed? I can fight now, probably better than you, considering you've been burning in Hell the last two years. "

" Hell is a nice place, just letting you know because ungrateful children go there too, not just demons like me. " I scowl.

" Nikki, " TK says, shooting a look at my hand, which had a knife in it. " Calm down. "

I'm probably having a panic attack. Oops. " SHUT UP! EVERYONE! " I scream and shut my eyes tightly as I pull at my hair.

Murmurs about me and Ametheio fly all about in the crow, no one shuts up.

" You heard Nikius. Everyone go back to your cohorts, we'll deal with this later. " Reyna says. As everyone skips off, Reyna growls at me. " You can't just threaten eleven year olds! "

" I can, and I did! " Tears sting in my eyes. " It effected me too! She's not the only one with a hard life, I literally died painfully for her! "

" Shut up. " Reyna's words surprise me and I shut up. " It doesn't matter. She's fucking eleven, she can be like that, be the adult in this situation. "

" Don't give me that shit. " I scowl and sigh. " An eleven year old should be glad she's not dead, she wouldn't of gotten reincarnated like me! "

Reyna facepalmed ( smh, that's for me to do ). " Did your brain not function properly in the underworld? Because you act like a thirteen year old. Stop it, Nikki. "

I'm so frustrated I could probably summon Satan by just thinking about it. " Why does everyone want me to calm down!? I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm literally a dead person! The prophecy said I wasn't a Dryad, I was a monster! Why do you think I should calm down? You should calm down! You're normal! "

Reyna bent down at eye level with me. "Go. to. Your. Cohort." I glare at her. " Now. "