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AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35295190

Ship: Chanmin (SeungminxBangchan)

Rating: T

Yeah I know I should be working on part 4 shhhhh Ok but imagine you are a new legionnaire after the battle with Krios in the ReBiancaRoNico universe.

You are new and you are nervous, you finally leave Lupa and her pack but nothing promises to become easier after that; the moment you hear that they really need new legionnaires after the war unsettles you. 

The person who received you says is fine, that the gods won against Saturn so things should be a lot better now with the war over. People keep telling you that you should be glad you got now instead of before, but you are still unsettled because what if another war breaks in? 

Seeing the praetors just makes you a lot nervous.

The blonde one seems alright at first, has a professional smile in place, one calculated but still welcoming; he has a scar on his lip and blue eyes like the sky. The one beside him is not so welcoming; like, she is not rude or anything, but has a permanent stern look in her face, like she is judging you, and something on that glare is so intense you are partially scare she could burn you with her laser glare.

You learn later that she in fact, doesn’t have a laser sight, but what you learn is not exactly comforting. Aside for getting to become a praetor in record time, she is an amazing tactician and warrior who guided the legion when they lost their praetor during the war and instead of letting the legion go like a chicken without a head, she commanded them herself like she always belonged in that position. There is rumours that her sister is the queen of the amazons, and before being part of the legion she was a pirate in the sea of monsters, the pirates being so scare of her and her sister that they literally let them and holy shit there is something this girl cannot do? 

The guy who you thought was better is in fact, a lot more scarier that at first glance. He was trained by Lupa at the age of two, living in the legion as a soldier since he was three, was a child of the king of the gods who could fly and shot lightings. If that wasn’t intimidated enough, he killed the Titan Krios with his bare hands; a freaking Titan. 

They are not the only one scary, tho. 

Once you got into a Cohort, people fill you in about the other cohorts and such. The Fifth cohort used to have the worst reputation, but not so much right now; aside the fact that one of their praetors is from the Fifht Cohort, there is also their current Centurion, Nico Di Angelo. 

When you look at the boy, he doesn’t look like a much. He has this olive skin with dark hair and eyes, he looks on the young side, also a little scrawny for somebody who has been in the legion for years. There is also the fact that when you look at him, he was talking with their praetors and have this easy-going smile on his face. 

It is only when they told you that you stop thinking that this guy is not that much. 

He is a child of pluto, the god of the underworld; he was rescue from the Saturn Army years ago, and trained alongside with their current praetors. He received a sword that could absorb the essence of the monsters (Rumours said it was a gift from his father, that is extremely odd since gods rarely get in contact), and if being in par with the best of the best in the Camp wasn’t enough, he was also a decisive factor during the battle. In the middle of war, he invoked an army of skeletons; that since he called them, he lead them while Reyna lead the living soldiers, while Jason was battling the Titan at the moment. 

Apparently the three of them are very close, if one of them goes on a quest the other two go, and they had never failed any of those. A lot of people are sure that if there were War Games where the whole legion needed to battle against those three, the legion would lost without them getting a scratch. There is also this rumour that the Son of Jupiter has a thing for the Centurion, but you decide to tune off on that one; the last thing you want is to get on the bad side of one of the praetors for gossiping about his love life. People insist that between the three he is the most approachable, but is better to be safe than sorry. 

Things fall into place, you get into a routine and feel like living here is not so bad.

Then your centurion ask you to go to the Praetor’s office and call them over something, they don’t tell you what, just to call them; you want to weasel out but you are in probatio so there is not a lot of option there. 

You knock at first and call for any of the praetors, but nobody answers. Part of you wants to just go back to your Centurion and said nobody answered, but you know that they would not let you go that easy and you don’t want to cut grass with a nail clipper, so while trying to forget the anxiety bubbling inside you, go inside. 

What you see is well...unsettling. 

Well, perhaps that’s not the word, is not that what you see is bad, not by a long shot; but you certainly didn’t expect it, you feel like in the cartoons where instead of brain there is a hamsters in a wheel and suddenly the animal just stops running and everything falls apart. 

The Praetors and the Fifth Cohort Centurion are cuddling. 

You are not sure how is possible; there is a couch in the Praetor Office, but is not exactly a place where you can fit three people, they make it work somehow. The Praetor Grace has his arms around Praetor Ramirez-Arellano and Centurion Di Angelo, the last two are in his chest with their arms around each other. 

They all look so...normal, after all the stories and see them fighting, is easy to forget they are just teenagers like you. It actually adorable, their faces relaxed and comfortable, like none of them would like to be in any other place right now. 

Is at that moment that you see a note in the desk, and decide to check. 

The Praetor needed to rest for a while, DON’T wakes up unless is urgent. - Centurion Di Angelo. 

It is not specific which Praetor needed to rest, neither why they needed the other two make company, but it doesn’t matter because you are in panic all over again. 

You have zero clue if what your own centurion wanted is urgent or not, they just tell you to call them. On top of that the order is from a centurion of another cohort, so technically he cannot give you orders. 

But the don’t is in written in big, bold letters, and you are scare of what would happen if you invoke the wrath of the most powerful trio in the Legion (Or even the city!) for interrupting their nap.

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