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Chapter 1 - Percy


The message that the Greeks were coming, in numbers and in a large warship spread like wildfire. Within minutes every demigod of every cohort was summoned to the edge of Camp Jupiter’s boundaries, the Lares, Amazonians, and even a small crowd of veterans gathered behind them and at a distance.

The Little Tiber flowed by not ten feet from where Percy now stood. The authority which he now possessed, he used to get the cohorts in line and, with help from Reyna, some 200 demigods now stood as if they were being inspected. Weapons were gleaming inches from twitchy fingers and even Octavian dared not speak.

Following the revelation that the Greek warship was on its way, Percy and Reyna agreed that they should assemble by the Little Tiber, to force the ship to land on the opposite bank. This was an easy means to separate the bulk of the Greeks and the Romans, The swift-flowing river also giving Percy an edge if violence occurred.

Before long, a dark smudge appeared on the horizon. The ship approached cautiously which allowed Percy to marvel at its design and also to consider who was aboard. He had not forgotten that Annabeth had probably spent months worrying about him, but he was also confident that the ships arrival meant that his whereabouts were now known and in all likelihood Annabeth was one of those on their way.

“Pretty impressive, don’t you think?” Percy whispered to Reyna, who stood shoulder to shoulder to him in the same purple toga of a praetor.

“That it is, but don’t forget the stakes of this meeting. Jason’s return would help avoid a fight and also take away some of Octavians influence from his supporters.” She answered curtly, Her eyes tracking the ship with a detached look.

Before long the ship slowly came into land on the opposite bank, a faint thud as it came down a little harder than intended. As movement was heard within the ship, Percy uncapped Riptide and held a defensive, yet neutral posture at the river’s edge.

Before long a gangway was lowered over the side of the ship though nobody was in sight on deck. Then three people emerged, followed almost immediately by a jet-black Pegasus.

One of the people, Percy immediately recognised as Annabeth. Her face was a mixture of relief and anxiety as she caught sight of his face, Percy couldn’t help but smile at her and give her a sly wink as they slowly closed the distance.

The person in the middle could only have been Jason. Recognising his face from a picture in Jason’s old praetors room, Percy took in the blonde hair and the electric blue eyes as he heard sharp intakes of breath from behind him.

It was the last person that caught Percy off guard. The black spikey hair of Thalia Grace coupled with eyes identical to the person next to her caused something to click in his head as he walked into the river and strode across the surface as if the water was solid.

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Hope you like. will try to update as often as possible though avid readers and constructive comments will go a long way to persuading me to up the frequency of chapters submitted.
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