CONTINUATION OF THE SON OF NEPTUNE! I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! ALL RIGHTS GO TO RICK RIORDAN!
The giant warship flew over Camp Jupiter and landed in a field. I looked at my friends, Hazel and Frank, and saw them looking up, holding hands, watching the warship land. As soon as it hit the field, a girl with blond hair and grey eyes jumped over the side and looked around. Annabeth. Her eyes locked with mine and she ran toward me faster than I had ever seen before. She jumped into my arms, and I felt her hot tears fall onto my shoulder. They were immediately soaked into my skin, healing scratches I had gotten from Polybotes. Then, I felt someone hug me from behind, and I turned around, laughing.
"Hey, man! Been a little while, huh?"
"Grover!"
Annabeth let go of me, and I could see overwhelming happiness in her eyes.
"I missed you so much." She said.
"I missed you, too." I looked around, and the rest of the Greeks had just gotten off The Argo II. The campers from Camp Jupiter were staring them down as they ran over to me and started filling me in on everything that had happened in the last eight months. Then, a cheer arose from the Romans as Jason Grace stepped off the ship. They all ran toward them, and wrapped them in a hug, just like the Greeks did to me. Then they saw the girl next to him. He was holding hands with a Greek that was obviously a daughter of Aphrodite. They stared at him for a second, but filled him in anyway. He had gained his memory back, something Percy could easily see by the way he hugged Reyna. I chuckled to myself. It seems like Jason is caught between two girls. Behind them, the boy from the message Tyson gave me emerged, Leo. I looked at Hazel, and all the color drained from her face. She dropped hands with Frank, and watched him make his way toward her.
"I know you from somewhere." Leo told her.
"Sammy?" she asked.
Leo wrinkled his nose in confusion. "No, that's my grandfather, Sammy Valdez. Do you know him?"
"You're…you're his grandson? Who did he marry?"
"Lara Rune."
"Oh, okay."
All of a sudden, there were yells from the campers, Romans and Greeks alike, yelling "Hera!" and "Juno!" They all turned to see Hera on top of the Argo II. Annabeth's face contorted in disgust.
"You must begin your journey now," she boomed, "Or you will not succeed! Go to the Doors of Death! Close them! And we might have a chance of winning this war! The people who will close them are as follows: Annabeth, Percy, Hazel, Frank, Piper, Leo, and Jason! Do your duty!" She vanished in a cloud of white dust.
