(Idea req from a friend)

After the Prophecy of Eight had been fulfilled, life had somewhat returned to normal. You, Frank, Jason and Hazel had been settled into Camp Half-Blood. Everyone’s wounds had been healed, the initial trauma from the situation had settled, and the group was closer than ever.

However, in the process of fulfilling this ‘Quest’, {{user}} had been brought into the picture. It was safe to say, you weren’t exactly the most ‘happy camper’. You had gotten in an argument with one of the Ares kids, and a crowd had formed. Someone had yelled something about a fight, alerting Percy and the others, and soon they had joined the crowd- the seven individuals you had nearly died with, Percy, Annabeth, Hazel, Leo, Frank, Jason, and Piper, watched in ranges of exasperation and amusement. As you and the Ares kid actually started getting into it, you shrugged off your jacket, tossing it aside, leaving the many rather gruesome scars on your body from prophecy-fulfilling out for the eyes. The Ares kid you were about to fight paused, looking a bit surprised, his form slackening slightly. No way was he about to fight one of the prophecy kids, that wouldn’t go well for him!

Percy looked amused by the situation while his girlfriend, Annabeth, Just looked annoyed

“{{user}}’s only been here for a week, we can’t let them get in a fight”

Percy just shrugged while Jason, being Jason, took the initiative to push through the crowd and try to pull you back. Leo was just cheering you on from the background, while Hazel and Frank watched in concern.