Hey there! Thank you all so much for being patient with me! I'm sorry it took so long to update, I have all these great ideas for their quest, but no idea how to begin! Ack! -.- SO this chapter is a bit more of an explanatory chapter as to the roman camp/cavern and the rest of the characters. I'm hoping to make it really really long to keep all you people's happy! On another note, I've been reading other fanfics, and I've noticed that some request "no flames". What exactly are flames? So far, I've figured that it's what you say when a story really sucks. Is there any more to it? Also, some stories request beta readers. Are those people you find here to edit/revise/give advice on your story? I'm such a fanfiction newbie… hahaha.

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Hazel

Normally, I would have gone immediately back to the Mercury cavern to start packing, but I was in a rotten mood. The new guy was so arrogant, proclaiming to the whole camp that we had just tried to kill him. I mean, really, the nerve of him! It made me want to creep into his room and steal everything he owned! But that wouldn't work. He was new here. He couldn't possibly own anything.

Or did he?

I tried to think back. Did he have any belongings? There were his clothes, his pen, and—

His backpack.

Surely that had something worth stealing in it, right?

I found Percy, looking lost in a sea of people. He had no clue where to go. A smile crept upon my coy face. He wouldn't know what hit him.

"Hey, Percy!" I called out in my most inviting voice. He looked around for me, probably not even registering who it was that had spoken. I waved a hand in the air and jumped. Sometimes being short was annoying like that. But he found me and began making his way over.

"Uh, hi." He said, relief spreading across his confused face. "You called?"

"Yeah." I replied, "I just saw that you looked lost. You want me to give you a tour?"

He grinned. "Nah, I'll just wander these halls aimlessly, looking for another cage to walk into."

I laughed, attempting an easygoing rouse. Which wasn't too hard, considering I'm really easygoing if I trust you. "Come on, I'll show you around."

I led him down to the mess hall, explaining where the smoke let out from the fire pit where we burnt food for the gods. Back to the arena, where we held formal tournaments and most unfriendly disputes. And down past all the caverns, where we only really slept.

"What happens to the undetermined kids?" He asked, looking around.

"They go in the questionable cavern." I stated. "It used to be full to the brim, but ever since last Summer, the gods have been claiming their kids before they turn thirteen. They even requested we made caves for the minor gods. Even Pluto got one!"

His eyebrows furrowed, as if trying to comprehend. "What happened last Summer that was so important?"

I tried really hard not to cry. Last Summer had been so horrible… "The second Titan war. The Titan Saturn tried to rise from Tartarus and overthrow the gods. Even Typhon, the most horrible of all monsters, was released. While us campers were fighting here at Saturn's throne, he and a large army marched East. Why, I don't know. Olympus is in the Rockies, not at the coast. Anyway, it took all the gods and goddesses to win."

Percy began fingering a bead on a necklace I hadn't noticed before. It looked like it had the empire state building on it, with a really long swirl going around it. "How many casualties were there?" He asked.

I gulped. "Two hundred and six."

"How many were your siblings?"

Tears were forming in my eyes now. "Twenty two."

He nodded, off in his mental oasis. Then gripped his head in pain and started groaning.

"Percy!" I called, not knowing what to do. "Percy, what's going on?"

He shook his head in frustration, hit a fist against the cavern wall, and returned to normal. His eyes were full of pain, but they were much less stressed.

"That's not the way it happened." He said, deadly serious. "The gods didn't defeat Kronos."

I frowned. "Kronos is Greek for Saturn, right? Well, if the gods didn't, then who did?"

He stared at me, square in the face. The honesty spilling out from everywhere.

"I did."

…..

Needless to say, that was the end of our tour.

I decided not to steal from him, considering what had just happened.

The gods hadn't defeated Saturn. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it.

There was just no way a sixteen year old boy had single-handedly defeated THE titan, Saturn. No demigod could.

Well, Jason did defeat Krios, but that was different. Jason was Jason. Strong, reliable, focused, and protective. Percy was…ignorant, annoying, cocky, and… invincible.

OK, maybe it was possible.

But that wouldn't explain why Lupa had told us the gods defeated him. Lupa always trusted us with everything, especially the kids in the first legion. She would never, ever, under any circumstances hold back information unless it was a life or death situation. Which it couldn't be. What could possibly kill someone with that knowledge?

Frustrated, I stormed outside into the cool night air.

See, while giving Percy his tour, we never got to my favorite part of the Castra, which is where we train. There's a huge, wide tunnel leading off to this enormous clearing in the middle of the woods, hidden by the Mist. Here, we have a cliff to climb, huge dirt pits for sword training, archery targets painted on tress, which we also climb, a track (made of dirt) for our footraces, and even a generally small lake, which is still plenty large. This is where I think the best.

And it was here I found some unexpected company.

"Hey Reyna." I said softly, sitting down next to her by the lake.

She smiled at me. "Yello. I guess you couldn't sleep, either?"

I shook my head. "I haven't even started packing yet. I was giving Percy a tour of the caverns."

She looked at me skeptically. "Why?"

I shrugged. "He looked lost."

"And…" she pushed, suppressing a grin.

I grinned anyway. "I wanted to snag his pack."

"Knew it." She was grinning at me now. "So where's the pack?"

My gaze dropped. "I didn't actually steal it."

She arched an eyebrow. "And I'm a faun. Why not?"

I sighed. "While giving Percy his tour, we came across the questionable cavern. Then we started talking about the Titan War and… He remembered something from his past."

Reyna cocked her head. "And that would be…"

I stared at her dead on, not wanting to repeat myself. "The gods didn't defeat Saturn. Percy did."

Reyna jumped up. "What? That's impossible!" There's no way a lousy GREEK son of Neptune single handedly defeated Saturn. And even IF he did, there's no way Lupa wouldn't have told us. It's simply not possible."

"That's what I thought, too."

She sat down again. "So you came out here to think."

I sighed, gazing out at the still black water. Percy was lying. There was no doubt about it. Lupa told us the truth. The gods defeated Saturn. There were no two ways about it.

But I was using the same arguments over again. Percy had seemed truly convinced he was remembering his past. He even had a necklace with the empire state building on one bead, which was, now that I thought about it, about where Saturn had been headed. Maybe he really had defeated the Crooked One.

I shook my head. Boys were just too confusing. Speaking of which…

"So what brought you out here, Rey?"

She shrugged. "Just thinking about him."

I made a shocked face. "Don't tell me that now that he's gone, you're starting to fall for him! Rey, that's his job!"

She smiled a little at that. "Yeah. But the thing that's eating at me is that we're all talking about him in the present tense. What if he isn't present anymore? It's been months, Hazel. What if—"

"Reyna, this is JASON we're talking about. Jason can handle himself in the real world! He's not like Derek."

I thought about my old half-brother. Derek had been on a quest to steal some machinery from a Cyclope's lair. We found out later that he had been eaten in their factory.

She shrugged. "Yeah, but with all the monsters wreaking havoc… you've got to admit it's a possibility."

I stared at her. "No it's not, Reyna. You and I both know perfectly well that Jason is physically incapable of giving up like that."

We sat in silence for a while. "Do you trust him, Hazel?"

"No."

"Me neither."

We sat there for several more minutes before calling it a night and going to sleep.

So how do you like it? I tried to give you a little more inside personality on Hazel and Reyna, and some info on the Roman Camp. So tell me what you think so far! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Speaking of which, last chapter, I got three reviews within a few hours and then… nothing. The other one I had to specifically request. Come on, people, I know more of you read my story! Review pleeeeease! It makes me happy! And a happy writer is a better writer! See you in a few!

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