Percy Jackson 1x1 with s o r r o w

[Inspector_Javert]

When fire alights in the dark
Demi-gods must find the spark
Seek the goddess of the flame
Restore power to her name

One will fall to ash and fire,
gaining what they most desire.
God of magic will light the way
Heavy price, they must pay

Reiven
He closed his eyes, trying to block out the prophecy. It had been around an hour since it had been spoken by Rachael Elizabeth Dare - and still he could hear it ring throughout his mind. It was meant for him. He knew it. He'd had this feeling that something big was coming for a long time and now ... this.

Opening his eyes, he took in a deep breath, trying to settle his nerves. His ginger hair was plastered to his head with sweat, some of it from nerves, some of it from the intense training he was doing to try and take his mind of the prophecy. With a short sigh, he span around, flicking his flaming sword above his head. The sword was a gift from his mother - Hecate, goddess of magic. He was able to summon it at will and use it as he liked - it changed colours with his mood. At the moment, it was pale red, hinting at the frustration and nervousness within him.

[s o r r o w s]

||Angelica Night||Female||Daughter of Ares||

Angel sighed as she sat down on the arena benches thinking. Why is the dumb prophecy stuck in my head? It's not like it's meant for me. She thought. She laid her back onto the benches and fiddled with one of numerous of daggers. She thought and thought sometimes pushing back her dark brunette hair or getting up and pacing. She went to go get an apple from her cabin when she stopped. She decided not to and walked around the camp with her head down. Her siblings wanted her to come join them for games of capture the flag and darts. Two of her favorite games but she didn't want to join. She was frustrated at this prophecy enough to yell at it. She threw her dagger at the dirt and sighed leaving it there not caring. She was a classic warrior for ancient greece and the modern army. She usually focused on just enjoying summer with her siblings and training with swords, spears, and daggers but this thing was stuck in her head. The odd part was it was for two people. Not three. Two. The sacred number had been broken before and she knew the story, she hated it and didn't want the same fate for someone else and her.

[Inspector_Javert]

Revien
Tiring of his sword play, he let the blades flames falter and flicker out. With a sigh, he sat down heavily on the ground and put his head between his hands. He felt restless, but at the same time, he did not to do anything. He muttered a quiet curse and stood - this prophecy was doing his head in. Maybe I could go and ask someone what they think? He mused to himself. But he knew the answer - no one else had heard it. He had seen the looks on the other campers faces when he had stood and fled the campfire. He had been the only one to hear it. But then... he vaguely remembered seeing another face pale, had someone else heard it? He froze in his tracks and looked around - where could they be?

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||Angelica Night||Female||Daughter of Ares||

Angel passed by the Hecate Cabin and saw a boy frozen in steps. I wonder if he's okay. She thought and walked up and knocked on the door not to be rude. Sure her dad maybe a huge jerk at times but she mannered to some people depending on the person though. She didn't hear an answer so she opened the door not caring. She walked up to the boy and crossed her arms giving him a stern look. "Hey Hecate Boy. You okay? I don't need to call for Chiron right?" She asked. She usually called the other campers - not caring their parent, gender, or age - their parent's name and then their gender. Until she actually grew some respect for the person to actually find a reason to stop the nickname. Angel looked at him and poked his arm to check is he was alive.

[Inspector_Javert]

Reiven
His eyes flickered to hers and he took a small, involuntary step backwards.
"Er... Fine"
He managed to mutter. This was the girl. The person he had seen who had looked slightly shocked earlier but... he narrowed his eyes and looked at her. She seemed fine - almost as if she had no care in the world.
"I ... did you" He began, then trailed of. He had never been good with words, and he had no idea how to voice the question he wanted to ask. Had she heard it? What did it mean? Would she go one the quest? - These and a whole host of other questions filled Reiven's mind. He shook his head, as if to clear it of all the thoughts inside.

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||Angelica Night||Female||Daughter of Ares||

Angelica smirked and loosened her expression and unfolded her arms. "So you also heard Rachel's crazy prophecy as well?" She asked calmly, sure it was hard on her but she didn't care as long as the quest was chosen not to be dealt with. "Well it's about two people. It's breaking the sacred number of quests that we follow. Don't worry about it Hecate boy. Only if Chiron was out of his mind and we were the last two demigods standing is when he would let us go on a quest. Plus remember what happened last time Chiron allowed the sacred number rule to be broken?" She reminded him stepping back into the doorway and leaning on it. Her brown eyes were calm with a small spark of flames in it. She had a small frown but it was slightly mixed with a smile on her face as she looked at him. As if he bores her. She sighed knowing he was thinking that they were meant to go on it sense it ran back in both of their minds like a CD player with a broken replay button. I wonder what kind of guy he is. He seems nervous and timid. I barely even know him and he seems timid. It's probably the prophecy. Or is it something else? I don't think I'll ever be able to understand boys. At all. She thought looking at him waiting for him to speak. Maybe he's in shock about something? I think I could or should just go. She kept thinking.

[Inspector_Javert]

"I don't think we have much choice"
He said softly. He pushed his longish ginger hair away from his eyes.
"A quest is a quest - we cannot just ignore it. No matter what it says"
He continued. His eyes darted around the area as he spoke, taking in everything. They were strange eyes - ones that seemed alive with the fire of life, yet at the same time, seemed dull and strained. He fiddled with the hem of his shirt as he spoke, pulling at the fraying material.
"Chiron will try his best to calm us all. But we all know what must happen. We must go. Or the fates will be out of line and gods knows what will happen!"
He glanced down at his feet as he finished speaking.

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||Angelica Night||Female||Daughter of Ares||

Angel smiled at the Hecate child. "No. Even I was meant to go along, I wouldn't do it. Should I say the story of the last time the number was broken? I don't need either of us dead." She said, hoping he wouldn't get the wrong idea at her last sentence. Sometimes she could say things in a wrong tone and people would take it the wrong way. "If your so serious about a quest that I could honesty care less about, than lets go talk to Chiron and see what happens." She told him smirking at his last comment. "Hecate Boy, if you haven't even noticed, fate is already happening every second, everyday. Meaning that it would be crazy if out of over the millions of people in the world. We end up with a crazy twisted fate." She told him stepping out into the cabin. She spotted her dagger not far but she decided to get it later.

[Inspector_Javert]

For a moment, he was silent, then he spoke once more.
"The prophecy does not say only two to go."
He pointed out.
"It mentions one who must fall. That's all"
He was watching her with his queer eyes, every now and again he'd raise a hand to bush back his hair from his face.
"It talks about Gods a lot though"
He said.

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||Angelica Night||Female||Daughter of Ares||

Angel rolled her eyes at him. "Remember it again. It says, One will fall to ash and fire, gaining what they most desire. Also, When fire alights in the dark Demi-gods must find the spark. Seek the goddess of the flame. Restore power to her name. Meaning to me that sense your mom uses magical torches to light the way for dead souls to the Underworld, you're stuck in this. For me, I have no idea. But it may mean something that it was only told and heard to the both of us. Meaning that there is no third person. Making it that if we go. One lives, one dies. I'm pretty sure at the moment that I'm not willing to sacrifice either of us for some stupid quest. So hurry up or else I'll to talk to Chiron about it without you. I don't need anyone to go leave. I can be independent on my own." She told him and walked out leaving to the Big House as she picked up her dagger. She sighed at his words. Boys are idiots. She thought. Her words were even right. She would go the quest alone without anyone and rather die than risking more lives than one over some gods who finally decided to take notice in their children after a few years or so. Some demigods never understood them. Angel had both. She understood them on certain points, but on others she didn't. She sighed wondering what to do with this kid and the prophecy.