Six shall go west to the goddess in chains, one shall be lost in the land with out rain. The band of Olympus shows the trail, campers and hunters combined prevail. The Titans curse must one withstand and one shall parish by a parent's hand.

Bianca just walked beside you as you kept showing off your knew sword, the prophecy’s words ringing in her ears… she couldn’t die, she had Nico to look after, and now you were here…

you both walked together as she slipped her hand into yours, just so she could feel some sort of warmth in the scar of the words. But, hell, she promised to keep Nico safe, and she would.

You, Bianca, Annabeth, Tyson, and Percy all walked through the forest as the moonlight reflected onto yours and her face