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《Trash of the count's family x Percy Jackson and the Olympians fanfiction》

𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉,

𝑨 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅, 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉.

𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒚𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕, 𝒏𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓,

𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅'𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒓.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍,

𝑯𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍.

Chiron's instincts had been right. The attic reeked of dust and prophecy, the Oracle's hollow gaze glowing faintly in the dim light.

A crimson shield. A child of Death. Shadows and heroes.

The words carved into his mind felt urgent-like a warning, not a mere foretelling. This wasn't just another demigod arriving at Camp Half-Blood. No, this one carried a weight far older, far heavier.

And Chiron couldn't shake the feeling that, this time, the camp wasn't just gaining a hero.

It was welcoming a storm.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

(Cross-posted on ao3)