Hey guys! I'm new here and this is my first story...so don't hate it!

I had an idea going around my mind since December and guess what? It was this fanfic!

I was AGONIZING over what could happen in BoO, so I finally couldn't stand it anymore and started writing.

Please review and happy reading!

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Reyna

She saw one more second of darkness and found herself crashing into grass. I hope this isn't going to turn into a regular thing. She pushed herself off the moist ground and looked around. Around her and probably in a fifty-mile radius was a jungle.

A wet jungle.

More like a... a bird she'd certainly never seen before flitted in front of her and perched on a nearby tree branch. It had a copper purple head and its wings were the color of shining emeralds. Its yellow eyes glued to her as it cocked its head. It chirped and disappeared into the trees as fast as it had come. ...Rainforest. If I had to guess, that was an extremely rare bird. Never seen a bird with a purple head. But she didn't have time to focus on that.

"Hey! I could use some help over here!"

She turned to see the faun - or was it satyr? - struggling to keep Nico up. His eyes were almost closed and he radiated exhaustion. She slipped her arm around his waist and helped him to stand as she looked around. Through the dense collection of trees she found the outline of a cave. Sure, it looked dark and gloomy, but it was better than nothing. She helped Nico walk over there but she was convinced that he wasn't either trying, or he that fell asleep halfway there. The satyr was lugging the Athena Parthenos by tugging on one of the ropes they grabbed to actually be able to shadow-travel with the statue. He seemed unfazed by Nico's exhaustion and asked him something she was wondering about.

"So... about how long did we go?"

"Five-hundred miles," Nico murmured.

Five hundred? Now wonder he's so tired. When they arrived at the cave, she leaned him as gently as she could on one of the walls. He fell asleep instantly. Wow. I wish I could fall asleep that quickly. The satyr also started to lie down.

"I'm taking second watch so don't think you'll be awake all night!" She rolled her eyes. Wouldn't dream about it. He fell asleep almost as quickly as Nico did. She turned towards the cave's mouth.

How could Nico shadow-travel five-hundred miles and not pass out immediately? I know I would. Ugh...This is a dumb thing to think about. She finally turned around to look at him.

He looked peaceful, and...Younger in his sleep. Which meant he looked the exact opposite of what he looks like awake. A small bubble of laughter rose in her but she forced it down as she continued to study him. The tips of his black hair were brushing slightly against his eyes. He had a black aviator jacket thrown over a slightly fitted T-shirt. When he shifted, the silver skull ring on his finger reflected the moonlight.

She didn't know why, but she'd always thought that Nico was the snoring type. She scoffed. Aren't all boys? But when she listened carefully, she only heard slow breathing fill the air. Well, other than the satyr muttering deliriously in his sleep. But other than that, she only heard slow, labored breathing.

And rustling.

She whipped around and a small golden glow came from her dagger as she unsheathed it. She could've sworn she heard something, but there was nothing outside. That's strange. She couldn't have been hearing things because the satyr must have heard it, too. He was sitting up, baseball bat in hand, staring out into the lush forest.

"You go ahead and sleep," he muttered.

For a crazy second, she thought he was talking to the trees. Wouldn't be very strange, coming from him.

"I'll take watch."

"But-"

When he turned toward her, there was a very clear look of annoyment on his face. But there was also the smallest gleam of challenge in his eyes. She wanted to keep taking watch, but her body betrayed her at the mention of sleep. She slumped slightly and her eyelids drew heavier without warning.

"See," he said, "You can barely keep your eyes open! Now go to sleep, kiddo."

She narrowed he eyes. She was not a kid, never mind a "kiddo". But he looked like he wasn't going to take no as an answer.

"Fine." She didn't bother hiding the irritation in her voice. But he seemed unfazed by it.

She pushed herself us and walked -more like trudged- to the statue and sat with her back against it. As she closed her eyes, her mind came up with a crazy thought.

Maybe we won't have any monsters attack.

She was just starting to doubt herself when a deep, low growl pierced the night. She sighed.

The gods just love proving me wrong, don't they?

I know, I know.

Kinda schisty.

BUT I also need help!

I only have Reyna/Nico chapters and need ideas on what could happen with the Seven on the Argo II.

I'm planning to write Percy/Annabeth/Leo/Jason/Hazel chapters

But I have absolutely NO IDEA what they could do on their way to Greece!

Please review! And I would GREATLY appreciate it if you gave me some ideas for the other chapters!

I'm always open for suggestions!

Thank you and in all your demigodishness, Peace Out!