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"I know you need my help, Chiron." Chiron stared cruelly at the face in front of him, wanting him away from the boundaries of camp, away from all the half-bloods. He had snuck away, and now he decided to put some money on demi-gods? It made the centaur sick. "No, I don't. Now, get out," Chiron ordered, his eyes in slits. The man was dressed up in a tux, a scar on his face. "Oh come on, cousin. You know you need my help. I can train these kids better than Dionysus can. I can turn Athena kids into inventors! I can help Hephaestus kids master fire!" The man was smiling coldly at him, doing dramatic effects with his arms. "No, I already said no. Get away from our camp, and tell that to your siblings, too,"the centaur said, turning away. "I need a second chance, Chiron. You know how important the gods are to me. All I need is some demi-god strength. I can make them better than Heracles, make you proud. I helped mortals create so much, and they were mortals. Imagine what I can do to half-bloods," the sly man said, his grin pasted on his face. "No, Prometheus. Do I need to get Argus to escort you out?" Chiron said, looking at the campers outside. "No, but you know you want to help me. I know you want to see her once more," Prometheus said wickedly, his eyes the color of embers. "No, I don't. She's the past." The Titan didn't believe it, and stepped in front of the centaur. "Or is she a part of your future? No one knows what happened to her after the war. Well, except me. Let me help camp, and I'll tell you where she is."

Marcus rolls his eyes and walks out the door.