Chapter Nine: Chloe
Couple of Kids
I wanted to run. I wanted to hide. I wanted to get away from the prophecy. The entire thing was frightening, but the fourth line scared me the most. To protect Olympus the child of the oldest Olympian must find their voice. That meant Aphrodite; one of her children. That could be me.
“You’re- you’re joking. You have to be.” I told Faith uncertainly, backing up. “That can’t be true. You’re joking!” I screamed and ran towards the Apollo cabin. Inside, Will Solace was chatting with Beckett. A silent sigh of relief passed through my mind. At least he was awake and standing up. His poisoning earlier had really scared me.
I ran towards the Hermes boy and broke down crying in his arms. I usually didn’t cry, but I was really scared. I had no clue what was going on and Faith had just spouted a prophecy. My boyfriend wrapped his arms around me and let me cry into his shoulder, which was about where my nose was.
After I was done sobbing, I blew my nose on a tissue and sat down uncertainly. Beckett joined me on the cot. “Hey, what's wrong?” he asked gently, putting his arm around my shoulder. Usually that made me feel better, but this time it didn't.
“There's- I can't say. I'm sorry, Beckett.” I broke down crying again. Someone above me cleared their throat. I glanced up to see Will and I cracked a weak smile. He looked so out of place. He shifted his weight awkwardly and fidgeted with his hands. “Come on, I need to talk to Chiron, and I think you should come too.” I took the Hermes boy's hand and led him from the cabin, leaving Will alone.
When we got to the porch of the Big House I finally looked up. Chiron was standing there, looking down at me sympathetically like he knew what had happened. He held out his hand and I took it with the one that wasn’t holding Beckett’s. “Come, child. We have much to discuss.” He told me.
Inside the main room, Faith was already sitting on the couch. She looked up when we came in, and opened her mouth to say something, but didn’t. My face must’ve looked horrible from all the crying, but I didn’t have time to do anything about it now.
I sat down as far from her as possible, and Beckett put himself between us. Chiron walked in after us, along with a boy I recognized, but I didn’t know his name.
He had brown hair and chocolatey brown eyes that went well with his tanned skin. He had a blue astronomy t-shirt and skinny jeans, which didn’t look too bad with his scrawniness. He was about 5’8 and looked around thirteen or fourteen.
He sat down in one of the leather armchairs, an iPad in his lap, which surprised me. Usually we weren’t allowed to have electronics because they basically told the monsters exactly where we were. I wondered why Chiron had allowed this kid to have one. I sniffled and leaned against Beckett for support.
“Chiron,” I began quietly.
“I know, child. Faith has told me.” He glanced uncertainly at the Demeter girl. I nodded.
“But- who are these new seven? What are they supposed to do?” Faith called out.
“If it is how Hestia-” Chiron began. The boy in the armchair interrupted him.
“Hestia? You never said anything about Hestia! If I had known my patron was involved-” he argued.
“Be calm, Mason. Hestia only came to tell us the message, no more.” The old centaur told him gently.
“But why her? Why not any other messenger? I need to talk to her!” the boy, Mason exclaimed, leaping to his feet. Chiron sighed.
“Fine. Go, Faith will show you the way.” He looked at Faith, and she joined Mason on her feet and led the way out. I bit my lip and sat there awkwardly. Chiron looked at Beckett and me again.
“Hestia is his mother?” I asked, confused. He shook his head.
“Of course not, she’s just his patron. His mother, Athena and him don’t really get along. Annabeth and him, when they were seven or eight, they were fairly close, like siblings should be. Then when Annabeth started going off on quests with Percy, Athena supposedly chose Mason as her replacement as Athena’s favorite child. According to Mason. That didn’t end very well, because Mason knew what that meant.” He explained.
He didn’t have to finish; I got the idea. It either meant Athena thought Annabeth would die, or she didn’t like her anymore; both were pretty harsh. The room was silent for a while before Beckett broke the silence.
“You were, um, going to answer Faith’s question?” he suggested. Chiron nodded.
“Of course. As I was saying, if it is how Hestia says it is, and this is the next Great Prophecy, then they will probably come to us. For instance, Sybella; and Faith. We already have determined them.” He told us. I frowned.
“How do you know Faith is one of the seven?” I asked, trying not to snap.
“Because she was the one who got the prophecy. Hestia wouldn’t have gone to any random camper. It had to be one of the prophecy children, to get us started, let’s say.” He said.
“How are we going to find the others?” I asked nervously. Chiron’s old eyes flicked to Beckett, and then back to me. I sat there uncomfortably as he stared me down.
“We already have, child of the oldest Olympian.” He told me. I felt my blood run cold.
“I can’t… I’m not the one. Someone else is. Maybe it’s Piper. Maybe we need to get her back or-” I began to argue.
“Piper McLean has already found her voice. You, my dear child, have not.” He said calmly. I gulped. Before I could say anything, Mira from the Apollo cabin rushed into the room wearing a medical apron.
“You have to come quick. Sybella’s awake.” The simple words brought even more dread to me. Chiron nodded and cantered after Mira, who ran back out of the room. Beckett and I had no choice but to follow.
When we got to the infirmary, Mira hurried to the back of the room. On a cot in the corner, the girl called Sybella was groaning. Will Solace was hunched over her. I walked closer so I could make out the girl’s features. She was beautiful. Her russet hair was tied up to keep out of her face, and her eyes were like rainbows. She had pale skin and rosy lips.
If she hadn’t been the daughter of Hera, she could’ve been Aphrodite’s child. How did I know that she was the daughter of Hera? Word travels fast at camp. Just right for me and the other gossip girls.
Faith ran up behind me with Mason at her heels. She stopped and looked at the girl sympathetically, and then tucked her hand into her pocket. I wondered why. Josh and Charlotte joined us.
“We heard what happened. We were- uh, curious.” Charlotte blushed. “What happened to her again?” she asked me quietly.
“The monster horde earlier today? She fought them off long enough for reinforcements to arrive so Jason, Piper and I wouldn’t die. A leucrota got her and broke seven ribs.” Faith answered suddenly, not looking at us. I nodded to her.
“Uh, yeah. That’s what happened.” I told the Iris girl awkwardly. She nodded and weaved her hand through Josh’s and I tried not to smile. Ever since I had come to Camp Half-Blood, I had been determined to follow in Piper McLean’s and Silena Beauregard’s footsteps. And though I had never met my other sister, Faith had told me enough about her.
I finally finished up around camp with match-making a week ago without many interruptions, but as soon as I was done, Drew came through and broke practically all my new couples apart. Only the ones with strong bonds had stayed together, like Josh and Charlotte. Over a year of work for almost nothing, all because of my sister Drew.
Just then, the beauty queen herself strode in. “I heard the new girl woke up. What’s her name again? Isabella?” she asked in her little-miss-perfect-voice. I clenched my teeth.
“Sybella, Drew. Her name’s Sybella.” I told her. Faith clenched and unclenched her hands, and suddenly I wasn’t mad at her anymore. She was my best friend, and friends get in fights all the time. It was no real biggie. One of the main things we agreed about was Drew. She was a brat, and she got in the way of everything.
“Drew, it’s crowded enough in here. How about you leave?” Chiron suggested lightly. Drew scowled and stormed off. I looked around; Mira had left, too. Josh, Charlotte, Faith, Sybella, Beckett, Chiron, Mason, Will, and I were left. I turned to talk to Faith, but she ignored me and walked over to Sybella.
Chiron nodded to me then led Mason, Beckett, Josh, and Charlotte outside. I smiled weakly. As I looked back over at Faith and Sybella, the Demeter girl slipped a piece of paper into the other’s hand. I wondered what it was.
After a few minutes, Will, Faith, and I managed to get an unconscious Sybella into a wheelchair, and rolled her outside. Luckily, the infirmary had a ramp. Outside, Chiron had kept most of the kids around, and gained one, too; Charlotte, Josh, Beckett, Mason, and Drake.
Will returned inside, and when Sybella came around again, Chiron cleared his throat and looked at all of us one at a time carefully. “Campers, meet your new quest-mates.” He told us. We all gulped.