Press made sure his turrets were fully charged, his weapons were in the best condition, and his armor pieces were ready for combat. He returned everything to their former places and briefly wondered what he should do, then headed toward the pavilion to see if anyone was still there. When he got there, he heard Chiron say that CTF was cancelled, which was a shame already, but then he heard the other part about being restricted to their cabins. Already he realized that something wasn't right, and he might as well find out what.

Chiron's tail swatted back and forth, as though agitated by something. "Ariel, I realize that you intentions are pure and wanting to, but please alert the Councilors of each cabin that they are to report to the Big House in one hour. I fear that the camp may be in danger. Until then, do as I asked and stay inside your cabins until the investigation is over. It is for the campers' safety."

Zula was still a little dumbfounded. As a Councilor she'd go to the meeting, but still, something was weird. Zula went back to her Cabin, her 'friends' already chittering about what it could be.

"Someone stole Chiron's music!" one camper suggested. He was only a little younger than Zula.

"No, no, someone stole all the pegasi." another shouted. She was eleven.

"That's silly, I bet that Thalia's tree is acting wonky. I heard that someone spotted a stray Hellhound in camp." another girl chimed in, the worry in her voice clear.

Zula broke the tension. "Then how come we haven't been attacked?"

There were no answers.

"I'm going to the meeting now. Try to stay in the Cabin. The bathroom needs to be cleaned, act like there's going to be an inspection." with that, Zula walked out of the Cabin and towards the Big House. I hope it isn't anything horrible... like Thalia's tree giving out...

A placid expression washed onto Ariel's face when Chiron started to speak. If Chiron believed the camp to be in danger, then it was a very worrisome thing indeed. She stopped walking when he finished speaking and nodded. "Of course, I shall go inform them all right away." With that, she pivoted around and ran off for the dining pavilion to see if there were still campers there.

Unfortunately, many had departed already. Though it seemed Walker was still there, so she figured she would make a small detour. Coming to a walking stop in front of him, Ariel drew in a steadying breath. "Chiron is firm on the confinement, however you should have medical observation. Adrian can throw hard when he means to. I have been given a task by Chiron, but I wish to have you join my siblings and I in our cabin so I can make sure you truly have not sustained serious injury. Would you mind accompanying me as I go speak with each cabin?"

Press got worried when Chiron said that the camp was in danger. After all, the camp had magical boundaries that prevented things from entering without permission. There were many possible explanations for this coming danger, none of them good. Still, all councilors were being called to the Big House for a meeting, and he was one of them, due to him inheriting the post after the last one left camp. "Come on Horus, we got a meeting to attend," he muttered to Horus as he left the pavilion and headed towards the Big House.

Adrian was about to leave his cabin when his half-siblings began to enter, each complaining about what is going on. His eyes narrowed and he said," quiet!" The whole cabin turned to face him, aware of what is happening. He then said," what is going on?" His closest half brother spoke up," Capture the Flag is canceled, and we are all restricted to our cabins. Some type of danger is happening." Adrian scowled," and hey think it's a good idea to lock the best fighters in their cabins?" He shook his head, snatching his armor from off his bed and pulling it on, tightening the appropriate straps. He slid his thick leather belt on, attaching his sword to that. He said," everyone get dressed. Be prepared, but stay here." He wasn't going to stay here while something might be happening. His helmet was held under his arm, eyes narrowed as he opened the door and stepped out, looking around.

Addie was honestly a little relieved when she got basically no response from her comment. She was even about to retract her apology when the guy told Zula that he knew he'd seen her around camp. That was borderline stalker behavior, and she did not put up with that, even if it did put herself in danger of getting beat up. Her stalker rule was the only one that overrode the "shut up" one. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, Chiron walked (or did he trot?) onto the pavilion and announced that campers were confined to their cabins and Capture the Flag was cancelled. She frowned; Addie loved CTF. There was probably a good reason, since they were also confined to their cabins. As she made her way to the Hermes cabin, she realized how crowded it would be. There wasn't even enough space for everyone to sleep in there at night! How would they all fit in there to be confined to their cabin? That was when she glanced at the Big House.

Surely they wouldn't mind if she "confined" herself to the Big House instead of the Hermes cabin. After all, what place was safer than where Chiron and Mr. D resided? Addie was just going to find an empty room and stay in there until they decided to let campers roam freely again. What harm could come of it? She found herself walking toward the building even before she was done rationalizing her decision to do so and smirked a little in spite of herself. Stepping into the building, she glanced around, looking for an entrance to a room, any room, that was not likely to be occupied any time soon. Her eyes landed on a set of stairs, and she began to make her way up, despite her better judgement.

Walker considered Ariel's invitation for a moment. She used a lot of words he didn't hear very often, so it took a little longer for his brain to catch up and translate what she was saying. He was just going to grab one of his friends and bust into Poseidon's cabin or something, but he never went inside the Apollo cabin before. He liked the idea of exploring new territory.

"Sure, I'll tag along," A lopsided grin spread across his face, "Lead the way, princess." In the back of his mind, he still couldn't believe how hung up she was on his head, but he didn't let it bother him so much now. However, it made him wonder if it was worse than what he was he thought. He reached up to the back of his head and gingerly prodded around for the bump.

A spark of pain ran down his scalp. He controlled the wince, but his smile still tightened just a bit. Found it. And it was a little bigger than what he remembered. Just a little swollen or something.

Nikolai didnt like being confined to his cabin, he felt useless, like he was just taking up space. He kept thinking about it until he couldnt sit anymore, he pulled his axe from his bag and walked outside the cabin. He saw Chiron and some girl and immediately spun around back into the cabin, he peeked his head out as Chiron walked off and so did the girl. Once he had a chance he sprinted out of the cabin, axe in hand and made his way towards the big house. He found himself near the backdoor and gazed upwards. He saw a ledge he could get to and tossed his axe up before him, he heard it clang and took a few steps back then sprinted at the roofpost. He kicked and grabbed the edge of the roof then pulled himself up and grabbed his axe sitting on the roof, he spotted a window and peeked through it into a dark room. He pryed open the window with the blade of his axe and climbed inside.

"В огонь" He said aloud, Into the fire .

A sigh diminished some of Ariel's smile. "As I have said before, I am not royalty," she stated. It was finally starting to occur to her that no matter how much she protested Walker's title for her as princess, he would not stop. The smile completely faded, making way for a concerned final glance, when she noticed the shift in his smile. Protest as he would, when they got back to the Apollo cabin she would be investigating that bump.

"We should make haste. It seems this is an urgent matter." She didn't want to cause alarm with anyone yet, although it seemed that the conversation she assumed to be somewhat quiet was overheard by many. Turning promptly, she started off, paused to glance over her shoulder to make sure Walker was following, then continued on at her usual gait - just minus the skip usually found in her step.

Making the rounds to most of the cabins was easy enough, though there were unfortunate questions asked to which she thankfully did not have the answers. Down the side of the goddesses first, then coming around and up the side of the gods made it easier. It wasn't until she was making her way past Hephaestus' Cabin - seeing as Press was already on his way to the Big House - that she saw Adrian standing outside the Ares cabin in full armor.

Still, because shouting was rude, she waited until she was closer to Adrian to actually speak. "Chiron has requested a meeting with all Cabin Heads. Until such a time as the inquiry over the troublesome circumstances has been concluded, all campers are to remain inside; he was very firm on the latter part. I do not believe you'll need your armor and weaponry for this meeting, but I do not think you will be discouraged for the caution."

Zula arrived at the Big House first -as far as she knew- and her quiet calm was dispelled by her pounding her hands on the ping-pong table. "Chiron what's going on? You're not one to keep things from campers, and where is Mr. D anyway?"

"He's been recalled to Olympus temporarily. I'll explain more when the rest of the councilors arrive. Please, Zula, calm down." Chiron said, trying to soothe her curiosity. "The investigation will be short, and hopefully result in finding what we need."

Zula noted how... old Chiron looked when he spoke, as though the years of training heroes was slowly weighing him down. Zula sat down, slowly letting the tension go. She'd have her answers, and panicking wasn't going to get her answers. so she gritted her teeth and waited, balling her hands into fists as she waited for what felt like ages or eons. Breathe in, breathe out...

Press was apparently the second to arrive at the Big House. He sat in his designated spot and gave Horus a quick systems check to make sure Horus was still in good condition. After all, Horus had been with Press for 7 years now, and that was certainly old for an automaton. While going through the check, he asked, "I assume we are here for nothing short of the fate of the camp, and possibly even Mount Olympus?"

Adrian looked at Ariel as she approached, listening to her words. He then nodded at the end and said," I will be there. My cabin is battle ready. If something is wrong, we will be ready. We will not risk being caught unprepared by an attack, necessary or not." He disliked being instructed when he wouldn't need his armor or not. He was the son of war. He then said," I'll make my way to the big house." He opened the door to his cabin, shouting orders inside before shutting it with a curt nod.

"Oh, okay. I am quite certain that as long as your siblings stay in the cabin, being armed and armored should be fine," Ariel said between his statements. She flashed him a smile. If the Ares cabin wished to be ready for a potential fight, then that was their prerogative. There was other things for her to worry about, like making sure her brother was on his way to the meeting and taking care of the lump on Walker's head.

She spun, skirt swirling around her in a bit even after she came to a stop and it needed to settle, to face Walker. Her mouth opened to say something, but she heard the shouting Adrian did. It caused her to hesitate and look over her shoulder at him. Turning back to Walker, she said, "Come along." A beckoning sweep of her arm accompanied the words before she started off back to the Apollo cabin.

Not even hesitating, she opened the door. "Samuel, your presence is requested by Chiron in the Big House for a meeting of Cabin Heads." She stepped to the side, just inside the cabin. "Oh, and you all know Walker, yes? Would you please all allow for him to be in with us during quarantine? Someone needs to observe his injury and I would feel more comfortable if that observation was done by one of us. I volunteer my own space for him to be in, before anyone asks." After all, her own injury was nothing more than a pink line already barely defined. If anyone needed tending, it was the boy that winced when he touched his head.

There were a few questions, only one protest, but after her siblings discussed it amongst themselves, it was their cabin head that gave the final nod. "Yeah, he can stay." Samuel looked around at the siblings, reiterating the orders from Chiron. As he stepped out of the cabin, he gave Walker a hard look. "You better be on your best behavior. We're being nice by letting you into our cabin - so you better give thanks to Apollo when you make your offerings later." With that, he headed off to the Big House for the meeting.

Walker fell silent when they approached Adrian and sized up the dude while he and Ariel exchanged words. He wasn't going to get in the way of business since it sounded like Chiron meant something serious by sending them all to their cabins. Camp safety took priority over revenge for the time being.

He followed Ariel to the Apollo cabin and took a good look around as she spoke to her siblings. It was a nice place. Of course, anywhere was better than the Hermes' shelters when everyone was confined to them at the same time. He could at least take a step here without stumbling over something or someone. His attention returned to the conversation at hand just as Samuel stated he could stay. He completely missed the debate about his presence in the cabin, but he supposed it was a relief that he was more or less welcome.

He straightened up from the hard look Samuel gave him. He didn't do anything. Yet. So, it was beyond him where all the suspicion came from.

"Yeah, thanks," He called to Samuel's back and looked around to the rest of the Apollo kids, "Man. I should come here more often." It had nice lighting. Plus, Apollo kids were crafty, so there were poems and drawings hanging everywhere. Made for a nice aesthetic. He picked out the untouched bunk he presumed to be Ariel's and started walking toward it. "Who knows? Maybe I'm an Apollo kid, too." He laughed at the thought of it, but suddenly wished he hadn't brought it up. A bitter taste was left in his mouth and subdued his grin greatly.

A few of the Apollo kids gave Walker dirty looks when he commented about coming to their cabin more. Most of them went back to what they had been doing - writing poetry, chatting, making arrows. Ariel walked in and placed her violin case down on the footlocker in front of the bed Walker had gone to. She turned, looking to the unclaimed boy after his comment. Unannounced to her, one of her siblings - her overly worrisome brother sitting on his bed directly across from her own - glared more at the boy. "It is possible. Have you attempted archery or poetry? I have a spare notebook for the latter if you wish to see if you have a gift for it." A blink made her realize she was being rude. "Oh, please, do have a seat." She motioned toward her bed. "I just have to go gather some of the supplies and such we keep stocked up in here."

With that, she spun on the balls of her feet and headed to a cabinet in the back. It took no time at all for her to search through the shelves for a premixed salve that she could spread on the bump and maybe even a bandage - if the skin were broken. Items in hand, she returned to Walker's side. "I will need you to show - do not touch but point - me where you were struck. Nothing that I am about to do should hurt, but occasionally, broken skin does cause for our salves and ointments to produce a mild pain. If it does hurt, it should dissipate within a few minutes."

Chiron made his way to one side of the ping-pong table, looking at each of the demigods as he passed them. He hated the idea of having the entire camp confined to their cabins, especially the kids in Hermes, but he couldn't see any other way to protect them. There wasn't a lot he could do, since it was a demigod that did this. He drew in a deep breath as he tried to find the words to address them. Luckily, Press spoke before him, so he needed only to answer the question. He often found that much easier to do than give a speech.

"I am afraid we're here for a matter that greatly affects both our camp and Mount Olympus. Several of the gods' symbols have been stolen," he paused. "As a few of you probably already know, only a demigod could be responsible for this, since the gods cannot meddle in each others' affairs. A few of the satyrs and I will be searching the possessions of campers and interrogating them if that is deemed necessary. I would prefer that you all keep the exact circumstances quiet, but please inform the other campers that searches will be conducted. Thank you. You are all dismissed,"

"Woah woah, wait a minute," Press said, raising his hand to interject. "Shouldn't we know when the thefts took place and exactly what was even taken? I think those are pretty important details to know." Press may not have the skills to draw up any suspects, but he knew that any little piece of information helped. "We should take note of everything, since this is such a major issue. Also, do we have any suspects, or at least an idea of some motive for these thefts?"

"I'm sorry, Press. I honestly don't have any more information, and I won't until Mr. D comes back. If he comes back," Chiron said.

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Addie could hear the counselors downstairs talking with Chiron. It was like they were talking through a pillow, though, so she couldn't understand any of the words. It was now too late for her to just leave the Big House. She'd have to wait until they all cleared out, even Chiron, before she left. If she wanted to avoid getting in serious trouble, that is. Addie hadn't been here before, and she'd never really thought about going into the attic in the Big House before. She, of course, knew what it was used for, though. Even if she didn't before, it would've become obvious now. There were dozens and dozens of things lining the walls. Most of these things were pickled monster heads and dented shields, but there were a few things that drew her attention. For example, there was a set of fuzzy dice. There was also a sword hilt that said, "This broke and Leroy got killed. 1999" Wandering the attic, there was only one other thing that caught her attention. The Oracle.

A mummified woman sprung to life, looking right at Addie. "I am the spirit of Delphi, speaker of the prophecies of Phoebus Apollo, slayer of the mighty Python. Approach seeker, and ask."

"No, no. I'm not even supposed to be up here. I'm going to be in so much trouble, as is. No way am I talking to you," Addie responded, shaking her head. "Nope. No friggin' way."

The Oracle then lit up, and began blowing a green gas into the room. "Oh gods, I broke the Oracle. Oh no, oh no, oh gods what am I going to do?"

"Seven of divine blood will be called,
The light of the gods will soon fall,
Gentle war must roar,
Or else Olympus will be no more."

"Shit," Addie said, having frozen up when the Oracle spoke again. Her eyes widened, and she sprinted down the stairs.

"Chiron!"

Adrian leaned against the wall, listening with a small frown on his face. He folded his arms across the table, resting his helmet on the Ping pond table. He said," so, you expect us to sit back do absolutely nothing while the camp AND Olympus is in danger?" That was when he heard the yell for Chiron, inside the house. She frowned, looking towards the yell, his arms unfolding and hand grasping his sword in alarm, just incase it was something of alarm.

Nikolai sprang from behind a box he had been hiding behind in the attic his axe in hand, he stood in front of Addie in a defensive mannor. While he heard her mumble he heard what sounded like perfect Russian to his ears poor from the mummified woman's mouth along with allot of green smoke. He wasn't comfortable here, he raised his axe defensively and looked back at the girl.

"She speaks of war, and Olympus" he said nervously his accent heavier than usual.

He stood there watching the oracle speak, he figured because of her magical presence he heard her in Russian but it was nonetheless a creepy experience. He heard the prophecy until he heard the part about sleepless child, he knew what it meant. No one but he could be the one the oracle meant , his face sunk and he took a step away from her.

"дерьмо" He cursed in Russian.