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Annabeth
Who knew golden battleships took so long to build? And don't even get her started about how slow they fly. There they were, flying across the sky at top speed, but to Annabeth, it felt like eternity. She could see the Roman camp. She could already pick out some of the greatest architectural achievements of all time! But time was ticking by so slow, Annabeth was afraid Kronos was controlling it.
Of course, that wasn't possible since she and her friends from Camp Half-Blood had defeated him last summer. It was more likely the thousands of nervous thoughts flying through her head at the speed of light. She was worried about Gaea, she was definitely worried about the Second Great Prophecy, and she was terrified thinking of the quest to come. But, to be honest, she was mostly freaking out about Percy.
She was praying to every single one of the gods that he hadn't gone off and done something stupidly heroic to get killed. Annabeth wasn't sure she could handle that. Percy was more than the stupid boy who killed a Minotaur when he was 12. He was more than that boy who went on tons of quest with her to save the world. He was more than that son of Poseidon, with the dark black hair and sea green eyes. He was her boyfriend and she was NOT going to loose him.
Despite him being gone for eight months, she remembered him perfectly. The way he blinks way too many times when he gets confused. The shade of red his face gets every time she kisses him. But more than anything, they way his green eyes melted her brain and erased her worries (which is a big deal for a daughter of Athena).
Annabeth had to stay strong. She knew there was a huge possibility Percy wouldn't remember her at all. He might even have a different girlfriend. She bit back tears and focused on the amazing architecture. That always calmed her down.
"Hey Annabeth, all the head counselors are meeting in the main room. C'mon," Piper told her. Just like she said, everyone was sitting around a coffee table looking slightly nervous and very excited.
"How can someone forget saving the world?" Katie Gardener was saying.
"How can someone forget me?" Connor exclaimed and Travis nodded in agreement. "I mean we do some pretty memorable stuff don't we?" Katie rolled her eyes.
"I don't think anyone has to worry about Percy's memories. I would be perfectly happy to pound some back into him," Clarisse said. Annabeth couldn't decide if she was kidding or not.
"Okay everyone listen up," Piper told the group. "Leo says we'll be landing in about fifteen minutes and we need to decide how we are going to approach the Romans."
Everyone looked toward Jason, but he didn't look like he felt like talking. His face was pale and he had a VERY nervous look in his eyes.
"Jason?" Piper asked softly.
"Wh-what?"
"How do you think we should approach the Romans?"
"Oh," he said his thoughts coming back into focus. "Well I'm guessing they've already seen out ship which means they are probably deciding what to do right now. There isn't much we can do except for let them know we aren't here to harm them. Did you and Leo send the message?"
"Yep."
"Is there a truce flag on the boat?"
"Yep."
"Then I suggest we get ready to meet the Romans."
Everyone got up and went toward the windows. Annabeth could see the camp coming closer and closer. She could even make out a bunch of camper waiting on the grass, watching the ship. Wheter that was a good or bad sign Annabeth didn't know.
"LEO!" Piper screamed.
The camp was getting really, really close. Everyone started to panic.
"WE WANT TO LAND OUTSIDE THE CITY NOT ON THE CITY YOU IDIOT!" Piper yelled.
"Sorry, sorry!"
Leo sounded flustered. Suddenly a big wind lifted the ship away from the city onto the grass field next to the city.
"Whew that was a close one," Leo said emerging into the room with the rest of them. "Thanks Jason."
Jason nodded and turned to face the camp.
"Well…Let's go meet some Romans!" Leo encouraged.
They filed out one by one into the bright sunlight of California. The first thing Annabeth saw was a big group of demigods standing ready for battle. But their weapons were at their sides, as they stared in awe the big golden warship called the Argo II. For a while everything was painfully silent. Annabeth couldn't stand it anymore and she spoke up.
"Umm… Hi. We are Greek demigods from Camp Half-Blood in New York. I think we have one of your campers. Any chance you have a Son of Poseidon, umm I mean Neptune? His name is Percy Jackson."
Someone in the crowd laughed. A boy in a toga with dark black hair and sea green eyes stepped forward. Behind him was a girl with dark skin and curly brown hair and a big, Asian guy with a baby face.
"Hey Wise Girl," he smirked.
She couldn't breathe.
"Welcome," said Percy, "to Camp Jupiter."