Crash wasn't in the best of moods. He'd got hardly any sleep and to top it all off Chiron had given him a maximum of 12 hours to figure out who and what the prophecy was about. Seeing as he was the one the Oracle had gone to he asumed he was the boar, due to it being his dad's symbol. Now all he had to do was the rest.

Crash went up to the woods by the edge of camp and sat down looking out over the camp. For some reason it really calmed him and helped him clear his head, being out and free. Crash would never admit it but he hated, feared, being cooped up- trapped.

"Hey man." A breezy, layed back voice broke Crash's train of thought. Crash turned round to see a small saytar. He had big brown eyes, sandy brown hair and small horns. Birch, Crash's saviour.

"Sup Birch."

"Mind if I sit?"

Crash nodded and allowed the saytar to sit next to him. "What's new with you then?" Birch asked and so Crash told him about everything he'd missed the last few months while he was out searching for new demigods.
Crash told Birch about how May got shot on the way to rescue one of the the newest demigod aditions, and how Rhyan had stuck up against him and accused him of many things, he told Birch about about Thalia and finally about his dreaded prophecy.

"What did the prophecy say exactly?"

"Three must travel to a world of chaos,
Ram or buck shall face figmental foe,
Once prey kills preditor and
A young Boar takes bait and bends his will,
The trap shall fall when the larceny is made,
The labyrinth reveled with a traitors death,
And passions revealed in the last breath"

"Well a buck is a goat.... so I'd say a saytar and a larceny is a theft of some kind so... Hermes?" Birch suggested.

"Or it could be more literal than that. That Rhyan girl I told you about - daughter of hermes- her last name is Theft." Crash sighed. He didn't trust Rhyan. Not one bit.

"You don't trust her do you?" Birch paused. "At least you'd know who the traitor is."

"Yeah, you have a point." The boys laughed and joked with each other for a while longer.

Chiron trotted up to the pair.

"Crash. I take it you've decided on the prophecy."

Crash stood. "Yes Chiron, I have." Chiron nodded for him to continue. "I have decided that Birch Cascade, Rhyan Theft and myself shall go."

Chiron nodded as a knowing look made its way onto his face. "And have you asked all party's to go?" 

Crash shook his head. ''Best you get confirmation from all partys before announcing it at tonight's dinner then.''

Crash nodded and Chiron left.

"Now what?" Birch asked. Crash turned to look at him. "Now we convince the theif..."

•~*~•~*~•~*~•~*~•

Rhyan practiced with her blades in the arena non-stop.
The other campers had gone to lunch but Rhyan wasn't hungry- she still wasn't used to eating meals on a regular basis.

Small vibrations on the arena floor stopped Rhyans practice. Footsteps.

"Theft." Rhyan looked up. Crash.

"Bandicoot." Rhyan nodded, packing the blades away. Crash growled then snapped himself out of it.

"Theft. I-"

"You said that already."

"Theft. I-"

"Am wasting my time."

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