Chapter 1

Piper

Piper had never been so nervous in her life. Granted, she hadn’t lived that long. So that statement was probably invalid, but right now this would be the most terrifying moment in her existence.

Nothing like a bunch of purple Romans, scowling up towards you, to make you feel welcomed.

At least they’re not wielding weapons. She thought.

But she didn’t think they were safe yet.

They were all in a similar pose that she could see even from 200 feet in the air. And she had a feeling they weren’t posing for a fashion show. Besides, purple clashed horribly with blue jeans.

She would have tried a different color. Maybe some black or brown jeans.

Shut up! She told herself firmly.

You’re not here to give fashion tips. You’re here to get a bunch of scary Romans to not kill you.

Well, maybe you should start by being on the ground. Her mind reprimanded.

You’re starting to be irritating. She said or rather, thought to herself. Never less, she yelled over her shoulder for Repair Boy and Sparky to land the giant hunk of metal already.

“You really shouldn’t be talking about my baby like that.” A voice said.

Piper whirled around. It was Leo, scowling at her.

“Whose driving the ship?” She demanded.

“Relax Beauty Queen! I put Coco on auto pilot.”

Piper frowned. “ A ship named Coco?”

“Yup. She reminds me of the Coco Puff commercial. The one with the silly bird . He makes me
laugh.”

“ Nice. The Romans would sure love that Leo.”2 Was her only reply. Sometimes his strangeness was just too much to respond to at times.

“I kind of doubt it.” A new voice stated.

Piper automatically felt her heart race, and her pulse quicken. But she tried not to show it.

She noticed that his hair was soaking wet, and he had a towel slung over his shoulder.

“How would you know?” She said, seriously distracted. He looked so amazing right then, that she could barely process anything.

He looked at her weirdly.

“Because I live there?” He said.

He looked at her with a mixture of worry and amusement.

“Yeah Piper. You okay Using too many bad beauty products?” Leo asked. His voice was only half joking. He knew she didn’t use any of that stuff.

She felt heat rise up her face. She quickly tried to change the subject.

“Where’s Annabeth?” She asked.

She hadn’t seen the blonde girl all morning.

“Right here!” A voice yelled.

Piper nearly jumped off the ship.

“Annabeth! Don’t do that!” She cried.

She was trying to take deep breaths, to make her heart rate slow down. If it wasn’t for the fact that she knew that Annabeth could turn invisible, she would’ve probably had a heart attack.

“Sorry Piper. Just couldn’t resist.” A voice responded. Piper couldn’t see her, but she could tell that she was smiling.

“It’s okay. Just don’t do that again. Please.” She stated. Not wanting to sound too commanding.

Annabeth instantly said yes. She took off her invisibility hat.

Piper stared at her.

She looked the same way she usually did. An orange Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt, with black jeans. Her dagger was casually strapped to her waist. The only difference was her hair. It was done into a neat ponytail.

“What?” Annabeth asked self-consciously.

Piper just smiled.

“Oh, Nothing. Nothing at all.” She said, but she continued smiling. She tried to hide it.

“Repair Boy, when are we landing?” She asked the Latino kid.

Leo glared at her.

“That’s ‘Supreme Commander of the Argo’ to you, and in a few minutes Beauty Queen.”

She scowled at Leo.

“Don’t call me that!” She yelled at him, for what was probably the thousandth time.

But Leo just smiled.

“We could have landed a lot sooner,” Leo continued. “But Sparky here, just warned me that if we do, we would be inside the Pomerian Line. And I don’t feel like being yelled at by a mentally disturbed statue. So were going to be taking a splash in the lake.” He added.

Piper remembered the first time that she came to Camp Half-Blood. She recalled that she had almost drowned in a lake. The memory didn’t exactly thrill her.

“What’s the Pomerian Line?” Annabeth asked.

“It’s the City limits. Inside is a ‘sacred safe’ zone. Legions can’t march through. No weapons allowed. That’s so senate meetings don’t get bloody.” Leo answered automatically. ( In the Son page 157 lol don’t Avada Kadavra me for plagiarizing! I gave credit…)

Piper raised her eyebrows.

“Leo! That actually sounded smart!” Then she turned to look at Jason.

“You told him all of that didn’t you?” She asked him.

Jason nodded.

Leo pretended to look hurt.

“You just bruised my ego, Beauty Queen. Just like a real daughter of Aphrodite.”

Piper didn’t even bother to answer.

She knew with Leo, you just couldn’t win.

Instead, she turned to Annabeth.

“How are you holding up?” She asked her. Her voice was colored with concern.

Annabeth frowned, but before she could answer, Piper felt something crash. Water rushed into the side of the ship from all sides. She was blinded for a little while by the pouring.

Before she knew it, she was dripping wet with water.

The ship would have been wet also, if Leo hadn’t installed that automatic drainer. Which she had scoffed at him for adding.

“Don’t tell me. We landed didn’t we?” She asked angrily. Her glare was focused on Leo.

“Well.. More like crash landed to be more precise.” He said sheepishly.

“Whatever.” She glanced at everyone else.

Not even a drop on them.

Totally unfair. She thought.

“How are you guys dry?” She demanded.

Annabeth and Jason just shrugged, both trying to hold back their laughter. Leo of course, was laughing his head off.

Piper personally felt that it wasn’t really that funny.

“Jason elevated us into the air, before the water crashed.” Leo said in between laughs.

Piper turned her glare full on, towards Jason.

“Why didn’t you fly me up with them?” She demanded.

“Ah…. I didn’t have enough strength to carry three people up.” He said sheepishly. “Especially when it was all so sudden. I didn’t have enough time.”

“You grabbed Leo but not me?” She continued. Her rage was starting to deflate. But she still wanted to give him a hard time.

“I’m really sorry, Piper.” He looked so devastated, she wanted to laugh. “Next time I’ll carry you. I’ll leave both Leo and Annabeth to fend for themselves.”

“Hey!” Leo retorted.

Annabeth glared daggers at Jason. But he pretended not to notice.

“You guys…I hate to ruin the moment, but am I the only one who notices the crowd of angry looking Romans heading our way?” Leo asked. His voice was calm, but it was also quivering.

They all ran to the side of the ship.

Sure enough, a crowd of Romans had gathered around the lake. This time they held their weapons in their hands. They looked even angrier than before.

“Hey guys, do you think they’ll give me and Annabeth some life jackets or something?” Leo asked. “This lake doesn’t exactly look small.”

“I have a feeling they won’t.” Annabeth replied. “But maybe Percy could dry us off. If he’s actually there.” She continued.

They all stared at Annabeth.

“What?” She asked, confused.

“Nothing.” They all replied simultaneously.

This had been the first time that Annabeth even spoke about Percy. For some months now. Ever since she had learned that he was probably at the Roman Camp, she had stayed focus and dedicated to building the ship. But she had always changed the subject, whenever he was brought up.

Piper really hoped that Percy remembered her. She couldn’t stand seeing a disappointed Annabeth. It was even scarier than an agitated one.

“Well, which pair is meeting the scary Romans first?” Leo asked, disrupting Piper’s thoughts.

“Jason and me.” Piper replied. They had rehearsed this more than a thousand times. Except for the part that she got soaked, of course.

You couldn’t plan everything. She guessed.

“Time to fly!” Jason said excitedly.

Piper wasn’t as thrilled as he was. The last time that she had flew with him, she had almost pummeled to her death.

Jason must have been reading her mind, because he suddenly gave her his hand.

She took it.

She tried hard not to show how red she had gotten.

She was already meeting the Romans wet, she didn’t want her skin to look like a tomato also. Now that would be awkward.

(Lol am sorry!!Let’s get to the exciting stuff!... Well less boring anyway)

Piper’s feet made squishy noises as she walked side by side with Jason.

The Romans were eerily quiet. You could hear a pin drop. Or in this case, the sound of very wet feet.

Now that she had gotten closer, she could make out the faces of the people dressed in the horrid clothing.

In the front of the crowd was a beautiful girl….. she seemed to be wearing something that looked like a bed sheet. She looked regal in it though. She had long, dark hair and scary, dark eyes. Piper could tell that she was the leader.

The crowd stood a little bit behind her. As if afraid to be close to her.

Jason gasped.

“Reyna.” He whispered to himself. He looked like he had seen a ghost. He seemed to have totally forgot what he was supposed to say.

Piper heart sank.

So she was Reyna.

He had mentioned her once. Mostly by accident. The way he said her name, was like an indication to Piper, that they had probably been a couple once.

“Jason?” The girl whispered. Well, more like yelled. There was no emotion in her voice. No sign of recognition… or love. That didn’t tell Piper anything though. She could tell that this girl was an expert at hiding her feelings.

An awkward pause followed. No one said a word.

Not even Jason or Piper. Even though they were supposed to be the ones doing the talking.

Everyone was just staring at Jason.

Some looked like they wanted to kill him on sight. Some looked really suspicious. And some looked like they wanted to hug him to death. Yet, they all stayed in their possessions. Probably afraid that the girl named Reyna would stab them if they did.

She seemed like that type of person.

“This is just getting awkward.” A voice suddenly said. Piper could hear a bunch of pushing and cursing. Finally, three people were standing by Reyna. They all looked slightly older than Piper.

Except for the girl. She was standing to the far left of Reyna. She had chocolate colored skin, and long curly hair. She looked to be about thirteen, but still pretty. Her eyes looked like fourteen karats.

The guy to the right of her looked like a wrestler, with a baby’s face. He was stocky and muscular. With a really whacked out haircut, that was done military style.

The guy in the middle had black hair, and sea green eyes. He was extremely handsome and radiated power. He was wearing the same outfit as the girl named Reyna. The bed sheet looked good on him too.

He looked familiar. Piper felt like she had seen him before.

Something clicked in the back of her head. She had seen this guy’s photo in Chiron’s office once.

This guy was Percy Jackson.
Done!Sorry it was so short! Next chapter will be [i[much[/] longer. Like about 2000 words longer.
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Chapter 2.
Leo
Leo knew how cats felt about water. It was the same feeling he had with lakes. They both were terrified of it, and wanted to stay clear away. He was thinking about this, as he gazed down the water.
He gulped.
He wondered what creepy crawlies lived deep inside.
Granted, it was a lake, and probably not that deep. Not like an ocean.
If it was an Ocean, I wouldn’t be in this mess. He mumbled to himself.
“What was that?” Annabeth called from somewhere behind him. She had been waiting for him to open up the door panel.
“Nothing.” Leo said.
He breathed deeply. The Lake smelled like clean air and danger.
Here goes nothing. He thought to himself.
He felt like he was plundering toward his death.
“Leo! Are we going to meet the Romans or not?” Annabeth asked testily. Leo could sense that she was getting agitated.
With a sigh of deep regret, he opened the door and stepped out onto the edge.
The sight was nauseating. A bunch of water just sitting there. As if it was expecting him to fall and then it would attack him.
He turned around. “Annabeth?” he asked cautiously.
“What?” she asked, in an even more agitated voice. He could tell that she was really angry now. He knew that he was wasting time, and she probably wanted to slap him.
“How far down is this lake?” he asked. He hoped he said it in a cool voice.
Annabeth frowned. She thought about it for a few seconds.
“Fifty or sixty feet?” Was Annabeth’s reply.
He gulped again.
A sense of nausea overtook him. Before he knew it, he was out cold.
Flashback
Leo was standing at the edge of an engine powered boat. He peered down from it. The water looked calm and still.
He held onto his shorts, afraid that he would fall down and lose them.
“Leo, don’t go to close.” His mother warned.
“Mom! Don’t get your screwdriver in a twist! I’ll be fine.” Leo exclaimed.
He noticed the hurt look in his mother’s eyes. He automatically felt a pang in his heart.
“Yes mom I’ll be careful.” He said to her in what he hoped was a nice voice. He went to sit next to her.
He picked up his fishing pole again.
“You know, you should wear clothes while you’re fishing.” His mom remarked suddenly. “There’s no reason why you should only have your boxers on.” she said in a teasing voice.
Leo blushed.
He didn’t want to admit it, because he knew it would get him in trouble. He had lost a bet with a friend, and he had been forced to wear his underwear in public. Thankfully, there was nobody in the lake, so he wasn’t completely embarrassed. And the lake counted as a public place.
He threw his line into the water. He made sure that he touched the part with the worm. He liked how squishy it felt.
Nothing happened. Fishing was boring.
He waited. Nothing again. No nibble or bite or anything.
He glanced at his mom. She was reading the National Geographic. Her fishing pole was lying next to her. She was totally missing the meaning of ‘mother and son bonding time’ Leo couldn’t blame her. Today was probably the dullest moment in his life. So far.
“The fishes are being mean.” He complained to his mother. “They won’t jump into my line.” he pointed toward his empty line.
“Honey you can’t expect the fish to jump into your line. It’s not part of nature.” His mom replied and flipped a page of her magazine. Leo could see a smile trying to hide.
“Well, nature is stupid.” Leo said. Since there was nothing else to do, Leo just sat there looking over the lake.
Leo felt like his mind was slowly being bored to death.
Suddenly, he saw movement in the water. His fishing pole told him he got something.
“Mom! I think I caught something!” he exclaimed.
His mom immediately dropped her magazine. She rushed to his side.
Sure enough, she saw how much his pole was rattling.
“That’s great honey! Now try and reel it in.” his mom commanded.
He complied.
Leo tried, but failed.
The pole felt like it weighed a ton.
This must be one heck of a fish. He thought to himself.
Suddenly, he felt a tremble beneath his feet. The lake was starting to churn violently. He lost his balance, and fell into the lake.
Yet, he was still holding onto his fishing pole.
“Leo!” His mom screamed. “Hold on to my hand!” she yelled at him.
He shook his head.
No. He thought to himself. He wouldn’t let his fishy get away.
He almost smiled. He reminded himself of an anime he used to watch. He sounded exactly like the talking cat in it.
Suddenly, his fish finally rose.
Boy was he a BIG one.
Leo was so startled by what he saw, that he dropped his fishing pole. It sank to the bottom of the lake.
Leo barely noticed. His lost fishing pole wasn’t his biggest problem right now.
“Dear God!” His mom screamed. “Leo, give me your hand! We are leaving!” His mom continued screaming orders at him.
Leo just stood frozen.
All he could do was stare at what he was looking at.
It had eight tentacles like an octopus. It was really long. Like really, really long. Leo didn’t know anything about measurement yet, but he could at least tell that much. Its head looked like a cross between an ugly turtle, and a hideous bird. It would have looked funny, if Leo wasn’t so terrified.
It opened its mouth.
Leo saw it had razor sharp teeth and an awful breath. It needed a huge pack of trident layers. Like four hundred pieces.
He had seen these types of monsters on the cartoons that he used to watch. He knew that it would eat him.
The beast’s tentacles went down toward the lake.
Leo didn’t get it.
Why not eat me now? He thought.
Suddenly, the lake became a black, inky color.
Eww. Leo thought. The thing just inked.
He would have started laughing, if it hadn’t been for the strange feeling that had overcome him.
He felt like he was being drained of strength. Like he was slow dying. Decaying.
He started sinking towards the bottom of the lake. Leo would have frowned .This made no sense. He was an excellent swimmer.
The beast roared again. Leo knew he was about to die.
*End of Flashback*
Leo came back to consciousness. He rolled to his side, and threw up a bucket of water.
“He’s awake!” A voice cried.
Leo opened his eyes. He saw a bunch of people peering down at him.
He smiled up at them. His horrible memory forgotten.
“Wow, personally space people.” Leo joked. “There’s enough Leo to go around.”
“Yup. He’s definitely awake.” An amused voice said. It sounded like Jason.
“His name is Leo?” A voice asked. Well, more like squeaked.
Leo frowned. It was a voice he didn’t recognize.
He looked for the source of the voice. It belonged to a girl with chocolate colored skin and curly brown hair. She looked about thirteen. He had the distinct feeling that he had met her before.
He vaguely wondered if she was a run away.
“Are you alright?” Another voice asked. It sounded distinctly male.
Leo looked over and found it was a guy. He looked to be about 16, and not too shabby looking. Though Leo had to admit he wasn’t as good looking as himself.
“Who are you?” was Leo’s reply.
The guy frowned. “I’m Percy Jackson.” he said.
Leo frowned again. The name sounded familiar. Something in his head clicked. His brain finally worked.
This guy was Annabeth’s missing boyfriend.
Annabeth! He thought. He wondered what happened to her. He began to feel a panicky, awful feeling at the pit of his stomach. If she was gone or missing, Leo would feel nothing but guilt.
Then he heard another voice
“Why did you say your name all dramatic seaweed brain?” The voice chided. This voice sounded familiar. He looked to the person that was standing next to the guy named Percy Jackson. It was a girl with blonde hair.
“Annabeth!” Leo yelled. “I’m so glad you’re okay!”
Though as soon as he said it, he knew it was pointless to worry about her. This was Annabeth for Zeus’s sake.
Leo could swear he heard thunder rumble in his head.
Sorry. He thought.
Annabeth rolled her eyes. She mouthed something that sounded suspiciously like ‘clueless’.
Leo frowned.
He was sure that he had heard wrong.
“Of course I’m okay.” Annabeth said. “You’re the one I should be worried about. You passed out before you even stepped into the lake. I had to swim you and myself over here. To the Roman Camp.” She added, to make sure he knew where he was.
All that Leo could think was, duh.
That’s when Leo realized that he was soaking wet, and so was Annabeth.
“You look as wet as me now.” Piper added in. She was smirking triumphantly. Leo noticed that she was all dry now.
“Yeah.” Percy chimed in. “You guys could pass as marsh people.”
“I see your sense of humor hasn’t improved one bit.” Annabeth said. She seemed to be scowling, but it also looked like she was trying to hold back a smile.
“How long have I been out?” Leo asked cautiously. He didn’t want to hear that he had been unconscious for a few hours. Especially in front of really scary Romans. That and it would seriously bruise his ego, to found out that he had been knocked out by water. Without even touching it.
Before any of them could reply, Leo could hear another voices screaming.
“Look at these Greeks!” The voice snarled. “You can clearly see how weak and pathetic they are!” The voice continued.
Leo could hear a lot of pushing and shoving. The guy with the voice came into view.
Leo was shocked. The voice had sounded commanding and powerful. This guy just looked like a scrawny white kid. Totally not what he was expecting.
If ugly was a guy, the dude was him.
He looked and saw that the guy was still talking. He had turned his body toward the assembled crowd. They looked like they might actually listen to what this guy had to say.
“We Romans have always been a strong people!” he rambled on. “It is our duty to eliminate anyone that is weaker than us! Jason has thrown his lot in with these pieces of trash! “He yelled. Throwing a f hurt looked towards Jason. (Though even Leo could tell from his position that it was fake.)
Jason looked like he was about to go all ‘Son of Zeus’ on him at any moment. Leo wished he would.
The guy hadn’t seemed to notice Jason’s death glare. He just continued yelling. “We should destroy them now, while we have them surrounded!”
Maybe Jason should eliminate you [i]. Leo thought angrily. He could feel anger building up inside him, the longer he heard the idiot talk.
He didn’t need to say anything though. Percy Jackson did it. He looked at the scrawny kid.
It was a look of weary and irritation. “You can’t hurt them.” He said in a strangely, soft voice. “I swore on my life that they weren’t harmful to us. And they aren’t. They haven’t shown any acts of violence toward any of us. They are my family. I won’t let you hurt them. I make this promise as a Roman. And I am prepared to keep it.”
A horrible smile spread across ugly’s face. He was looking gleefully at Percy. Like he knew he had just baited him.
“Ah, but you aren’t really a Roman are you?” He said in a silky voice. “You are one of them aren’t you?”
He pointed dramatically at Leo, Piper, and Annabeth.
They looked just as murderous as Leo did. Before they could do anything about it though, the guy plowed on.
“And here are some traitors.” He said in a disgusted voice. He sounded like he was talking about a bunch of slugs. He pointed at Jason, the girl called Hazel, and another boy who was standing next to her. Leo noticed that he was holding her hand.
“We are[i]not traitors!” They all yelled simultaneously. The loudest was the boy holding Hazel’s hand. Leo peered closer at him and realized he looked like a baby. A Chinese baby with some ripped muscles, and a military style haircut.
Ugly was about to retort some more lies, when another voice yelled.
“Octavian! Silence yourself!”
Again, he didn’t recognize the voice.
Leo turned and found the only person he hadn’t noticed yet.
He had no clue how he hadn’t. Usually, she would be the first thing he saw.
This girl was just his type.
Hot.
She had long, dark hair and beautiful, dark eyes. She looked regal and stunning.
She reminded him of Thalia. She had the same look that said ‘if you don’t get out of my face, I will gut you like a fish’. Exactly his type.
The only thing that he didn’t like about her look, was the bed sheet that she was wearing around her. Yet, she was able to make it good look.
He noted that Percy had the same type of bed sheet on. He didn’t look half bad in it also.
They seemed to be the only ones who was wearing it. It made them stand out. Leo would take a bet and guess they were kind of like the leaders. Below the wolf that Jason had mentioned of course. He remembered that he had said her name was Lape.
Leo got up from the grass, and brushed himself. His clothes were almost dried.
They were in California after all.
“Are you and Percy the leaders?” He asked her. He vaguely noticed that Jason had scowled when he had said that. But he was pretty sure that he imagined it.
Jason wasn’t that type of guy.
She obviously ignored him. Like all the other girls who tried to resist the Leo Charm.
“Romans! I command you to disperse! We will have an emergency Senate Meeting! Right now!” she yelled at the top of her lungs.
“Another one?” Someone yelled. “Second one this week!”
A different voice yelled, “I don’t want to wear my bed sheets again. They itch!”
“There not bed sheets idiots! Show some respect!” A different voice yelled.
Pretty soon the Romans were arguing and screaming at each other.
Someone took care of it really quickly. Leo heard a really loud dog whistle, that pierced his ears. It was the type that you could hear from a mile away.
Leo looked at where it came from. It was from Percy Jackson.
He was glaring at the crowd. He looked really irritated. “Listen up guys!” he yelled. “Reyna has something to say.”
The girl named Reyna glanced at him. She gave him a grateful look, then went back to her speech.
“There will be no need for customs!” She yelled. “All centurions, Senators, and our Guests, will report to the Senate House immediately. Everyone else is dismissed. Go back to your various activities. We will tell you about everything during supper time.” Then she waved her hands, expecting everyone to clear out.
Her request had gotten another round of yelling.
“No tradition?” A voice yelled. Leo looked toward the voice, but he couldn’t see anything.
“Speak for yourself Vitellius!” Another voice cried gleefully. “I got Kool-Aid all over mine!”
“Why can’t supper be now?” Another voice chimed in. It sounded really wistful.
Yet, they all went to their designated areas. Including the irritating guy named Octavian.
That just left the small crowd gathered around Leo.
“We might as well leave.” the guy with the baby face said.
“Frank is right. Let’s go.” Hazel said. She tugged at his hand, and dragged him off. She looked really anxious to leave them. Never less, she glanced back at them constantly. As if to make sure that they were following. Leo could feel her gaze on him
“That just leaves us.” Leo said.
They nodded, and together the group walked to wherever they were supposed to go. Reyna was in front with Jason. (Which surprised him. He would have assumed she would be the first one to arrive at the house place.)
Both of them were already deep in a conversation. Piper was walked a little bit behind them. She seemed kind of dejected. She was constantly scowling at the back of Reyna’s head.
Jason must have sensed Piper’s mood too, because he kept glancing back at her and smiling. But those just mad Piper scowl deeper.
Leo would have to start calling her scowl face. Which would be a really big shame. She really hated being called Beauty Queen.
Annabeth and Percy brought in the rear.
That just left Leo in the middle of course. This turned out to be a really bad position. He was stuck listening to Annabeth and Percy babbling.
“You’re insufferable.” Annabeth would say.
Then Percy would retort with, “You’re annoying.”
It kept going on that way until Leo kind of tuned them out.
He glanced back and realized that they had become silent.
They were holding hands and talking quietly to themselves. Leo wondered what had just happened.
He was so busy glancing back, that he didn’t notice that he had bumped his head onto something. Something hard.
“Ow.” he muttered to himself. He rubbed his forehead. He really hoped that he didn’t have a bump.
“Watch it!” The statue said angrily.
Leo just blinked.
Maybe he was just hallucinating. Or did that statue just talk?
He didn’t realize that he had voiced it out loud. The statue seemed to scowl at him and said, “Of course I talk boy! And I can also strangle you!” It continued.
Leo blinked again.
The statue didn’t have any hands. He voiced that thought out loud too.
The statue was practically glaring at Leo now. And he could see it clearly.
“More insolence!” the statue yelled. “ Very well. Give you weapons to Julia so I can get rid of you. And tuck in your shirt! You look like one of those gangsters I’ve heard about.” The statue rattled on.
Leo barely had time to register what he had just said. A little girl who looked around five had just ran up to him.
She was holding a platter in her hands.
He glanced down at the platter.
He almost had a heart attack when he saw what was on it. There was a range of weapons placed everywhere. Daggers, swords, bows, chewing gum, and a lot of suntan lotion.
She was eyeing the tool belt that was wrapped around Leo’s waist. Leo didn’t know how she knew about it. He had tucked it underneath his shirt, before his ship had set sailed.
If Leo didn’t know any better, he would have guessed that she expect him to put it in the platter.
He didn’t want to.
He didn’t trust a little girl with a hammer and all those sharp tools. And gum. Especially his gum. It was his secret stash and he didn’t feel like sharing. He had the feeling that the girl could see all that was inside his tool belt.
He noticed that Annabeth and Percy were right behind him.
He knew that they would agree with him. They would see how crazy and ridiculous it was.
Nope.
Even without being asked, Percy took something out of his pocket.
Percy took out a pen, and placed it carefully on the platter. Like he was afraid it would explode. Though how a pen was dangerous, he didn’t know. Maybe it was like Jason’s coin. He didn’t know.
The statue nodded at him though, and said, “Jackson, you may entered. And you have some grass stains on your toga! Wash that after were done here!” Percy nodded, and tried to look embarrassed and shameful. Though in fact, he was grinning.
He nodded at Annabeth to do the same.
With a hesitant glance at him, she placed her dagger carefully on the tray too. The little girl stumbled, and almost fell under the weight. Percy and Annabeth steadied her. This didn’t give Leo any vote of confidence in the kid.
They were about to enter also, when they glanced back at Leo.
“Are you coming?” They asked.
Leo just nodded and told them to go on.
They did.
Pretty soon, he was the only one left outside.
With a sigh he took his tool belt carefully off. He placed it gently on the tray. He helped the girl lower the tray carefully toward the ground.
Then he bent down. He was eye to eye with the little girl.
“Hi there! Can you take care of this for me? It’s really precious, and I don’t want anything to happen to it.” he asked, pointing toward the tool belt.
The girl just looked at him. She said carefully, “Yes I can! I’m res-pon-sible.” She said those in syllables, like she had been practicing them.
That was all Leo needed.
He stepped into what he expected to be the Senate House. Which was painted and decorated to look like a detention center.
Leo gulped.
He had been in many of those.
He vaguely wondered if it was built like that on purpose. To make people feel terrified, without even stepping in yet.
With a sense of foreboding, he stepped carefully inside.
The last thing he heard was the statue saying. “Idiot, isn’t he, Julia? Wasted our precious time, that one. Took longer than I expected. I love guarding the Pomerian line, but sometimes it’s just irritating.”
He knew that the little girl was nodding.
“ Guard-ing line is irri-tat-ing.” She pronounced slowly.
“You’re so right Julia.” The statue said.
Leo frowned.
What in Hades name was the Pomerian line?

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yours is amazing and what happened to the perceabeth reuniun and your is way better than the road to rome

;D It wasn't big. It was just small, between the two of them. And of course Leo to an extent. Sorry:(
And thanks! I'll be posting this week. For some reason whenever I try to write things go wrong...That and the fact people keep distracting me.....*Cough Cough* Liz and Kaylee and everyone else I know and love....

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I feel so awful:(
I wrote the rest of it this morning, then my dad caught me and canceled the copy I wanted to post out. So now I have to settle with my original version, which sucks so bad that I want to scream. Why am I posting it? Cause I said i'll post Wednesday and I didn't.....So here's like the really crappy short version it'll give me time to right the good one.....

Chapter 3
Hazel
The Senate House was packed, but Hazel barely noticed. She was too busy having a heart to heart conversation with herself. Well, mind to mind argument was a more appropriate term.
He looks like Sammy. She whispered to herself. Her heart ached. Even just thinking his name brought back a sense of yearning. Then she felt a sense of guilt overwhelm her. She really needed to make up her mind about who she liked.
Thank you Captain Obvious. The more sensible part of her brain said. She could imagine a voice saying it in a thick and sarcastic, British accent.
But looks aren’t always what they seem. Besides, Sammy lived like decades ago. The smart side of her said. It was really laying it thick on the sarcasm. Even if he did come back, he wouldn’t exactly look young.
You think you’re so smart. A different part of her brain thought. Before her messed up brain could reply, she heard a different voice. It was filled with concern. She was pretty sure that it hadn’t come from her head.
“Are you okay Hazel?”
She turned to see Frank’s hand on her shoulder. He was staring down at her with a mixture of worry and amusement.
“Why wouldn’t I be?” she asked. She tried to compose her expression into something smooth and totally not suspicious. She thought she did a pretty good job. Even though she felt awful inside. They had been friends long enough to be really honest with each other. He had trusted her with his deepest secret and past. Yet, she couldn’t do the same.
Frank coughed absently.
“You were talking to yourself.” he muttered. Hazel automatically felt her cheeks heat up. Which no one could see, thanks to her chocolate skin.
Talking to yourself is the first sign of insanity. She heard a snide voice say in her head.
Shutup. She told herself clearly. Maybe she was going insane.
She shook her head, trying to clear it.
She glanced around the Senate room, finally realizing where she was. She had been trying to get as far from Leo as she could. She had barely registered what Reyna had been saying outside.
Now she noticed that the place was crowded. It was buzzing with the voices of excited and nervous demigods. All were waiting for the praetors to start talking.
She looked around the room. The Greeks were situated in the front row, on the far left. The rest of the Senators were situated on the right side of the first row. Some had moved to the upper rows to make room for the new comers. She and Frank had been one of those people who sat in the back. (No one had protested, so she guessed it was okay.)
Hazel had the feeling that the visitors had barely noticed the gesture. They were all fidgeting in their seats. Leo was fidgeting the most out of all of them. He was looking around like he was expecting someone to call him out.
Just like Sammy. She thought. Then she chastised herself.
Bad thoughts. Her mind reprimanded. She seriously needed to clear her head.
“Why do the Greeks want to bother us now?” she heard a voice mutter. Hazel immediately went on guard. She strained her ear to the source of the voice. It was very high pitch and melodious. She automatically knew who had said that comment.
It was one of the Venus girls from the second cohort. She tried to give the girl the benefit of the doubt. She honestly liked the children of the love goddess. They might be a little insensitive and arrogant at times, but they were generally good people. Not to mention awesome fighters.
She was about to turn around and ignore the girl, when she heard another voice.
“Dude, watch your mouth! That’s not for us to decide and you know it. Let’s talk about a more interesting topic.” Hazel heard a different voice say.
She mentally rolled her eyes. They had gone into a descriptive topic about Percy and Jason. Who was hotter? Who was more muscled? Who they would date and ect.
They argued about which rumors were true and which were not. Mostly about which guy had a girlfriend.
At that point Hazel completely shut them out. She had heard those rumors also, and had completely ignored them. It was most likely that the Venus kids were the ones that started them. And they weren’t exactly reliable sources. Especially when it came to the subjects of relationships.
Before Hazel could think anymore, she heard a sharp voice ask for quiet.
She immediately glanced up. She knew that voice fairly well. The Senate Meeting was about to begin.
There was something different though. Hazel immediately realized what it was.
Reyna was the only one sitting on the podium. The seat next to her was empty.
That’s weird. Hazel thought. That seat had been vacant for months, but the position had finally been taken.
By Percy.
That was when Hazel realized that she had missed something really obvious. She hadn’t seen Percy since they were outside. And she had been too preoccupied to notice if he had entered with the rest of them.
She knew that the last one to come inside had been Leo. And that had been when the door had closed itself. (And yes, she said closed itself. Ever since Julius Caesar had been assassinated, Security had really tightened up around the Senate House. It could probably top Area 51.)
She didn’t have to panic though. She heard his voice from the back of the classroom sized building.
She craned her head. Along with everyone else who noticed he was missing. (Which was basically everyone.)
He was sitting at the second to last chair. She noticed that he was holding hands with a pretty blonde girl. Hazel vaguely registered that she had been the one dragging Leo out of the water.
He quickly untangled his hand from the girl’s. Hazel could’ve sworn he said, “You can enjoy punching me later.”
He walked quickly to the podium. Which took a while. The chairs were placed in a circular pattern, so you kind of had to go around.
And around. And around.
It was pretty irritating.
When he finally reached the center, you could tell that Reyna had lost every ounce of patience that she possessed. Which wasn’t a lot.
It didn’t help matters when he didn’t sit in the chair. He seemed to tense. He hovered over the left seat. He kept glancing toward the first role, toward a mane of short blonde hair.
“What’s he doing?” Frank muttered into her ear.
Hazel said nothing. Something clicked.
Jason was back. Hazel wanted to smack herself for being such a moron.

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