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Kronos glared at the wall.
"HOW COULD THEY HAVE ESCAPED!" He screeched at Octavian.
Octavian lowered his head. "I'm afraid I have no idea milord." He said.
Kronos rolled his shoulders back. "No matter. You will begin your purpose." He said to the lanky blonde.
Octavian nodded. "Shall I go to the training observatory?"
Kronos turned to face the augur. "Oh no. Actually you will no longer train." He said.
Octavian raised an eyebrow. "But milord how am I to fight? Isn't your host a main fighter?" He asked.
Kronos chuckled and stalked closer to the unsuspecting blonde.
"My host is to carry my children. That's why Luke Castallan ran. I am to impregnate said host. And you will start today."
Octavian gaped. "Sir I don't think I-."
"Aw but it's to late. You excepted the position." Kronos said.
Octavian slowly backed to the door. "I must be going milord." He tried.
Faster than the speed of light Jronos grabbed the blonde roman and pinned him to the nearest wall.
Octavian shook his head. "I won't do it." He said.
Kronos chuckled. "I don't believe you have much of a choice here." He said.
Kronos flashed Octavian's clothes off.
The vicious Titan took his meaty hand slapped the augurs fat ass.
Almost on cue a knock sounded on the door.
Prometheus opened the door. "Kronos we need to tal- DAM!"
Kronos sighed and shoved the still naked boy away from him. "Prometheus lock him in the 'host' room." He said.
Octavian had barely put his clothes on before the titan of forethought grabbed the boy.
He was silent until they got a tiny little room.
Prometheus turned to the boy. "I am so sorry." He said. And with that he closed and locked the door.
Octavian looked around the room. It was a small room.
The toilet was right next to the bed.
The shower was very rustic. It was constantly leaking.
Octavian looked at the last stuffed bear he had. "I wish I was back at camp Jupiter." He muttered to himself.
The lanky blonde sighed and laid onto the small bed.
He wouldn't go to sleep. He couldn't change sleeping. He had no idea when Kronos would come back to finish what he started.
Maybe if he had been a nice person.
Maybe if he wasn't so sadistic. Maybe if he was kinder to Jason he would've taken Octavian with him.
Maybe if he wasn't so hotheaded Reyna wouldn't have exiled him from camp as the augur.
He could have had a future with the woman he fell in love with.
Maybe if he wasn't so evil Amity would love him. Amity Anderson. The love of his life. Although she made it clear she had a deep hatred for him.
She was in love with that elf boy Leo Valdez.
He was kind. He told jokes and made her laugh. He was her shoulder to cry on. That was all the roman ever wanted to be for Amity.
But he was nothing but a speck of ugly dirt on her shoe.
Maybe if things were different for him.
He could easily sit and blame it on his abusive mother and his drunk of a father.
He could easily blame it on how he had to sit and watch as his drunk father killed his siblings.
But the truth was it was his fault he was this way.
It was him who tortured all the people he did.
He was the sadistic one. The masochistic one.
And as the roman everyone hates sat in the rusty bed. He swore on the river Styx if he ever got away from here he would change.
He would no longer make others suffer.
He would do his best to show Amity he loved her. If she didn't take him he'd back off.
This was his swear. And the lady of the Styx will keep him to it.
