A/N: Everyone, this is my first fanfiction so please no flames. But if it's that bad….you can. This idea came to me randomly. It's a fem!percy story.
Disclaimer: I just checked my birth certificate and found out that I am not Rick Riordan.
I stared at the scene below him excitedly. He did like Camp Half-Blood but it wasn't my home….Camp Jupiter. It might go overboard on discipline sometimes but it was my home.
Piper stood beside him staring at the camp with awe. "Excited?" she asked. I replied, "Very. I can't wait to show you everything. The principia, the senate house….I described every detail. Piper listened with interest.
Piper….I knew I liked her to a certain extent. But he wanted them to remain friends. There was nothing wrong with her. She was pretty, nice, smart and kick-ass. But I was sure I didn't like her that way.
Annabeth was pacing the deck, probably going through every back-up plan in her head. I was sure that the Romans would not attack them though the daughter of Athena wasn't.
Leo was running around like a child checking everything. He even had a Wii controller. I sighed. Leo would always be Leo, ADHD and jokish. When I had first met Leo, I thought that he was a son of Mercury. He didn't know how I was friends with him.
Piper asked Annabeth. "Excited about seeing your best friend?". Annabeth looked up, clearly in thought. "What? Oh yeah very excited." Persephone Jackson, better known as Percy Jackson. Jason's Greek counterpart. I was excited to meet her and wondered what she would be like.
I studied Annabeth who looked like she was having second thoughts.
Hundreds of Romans gathered around. I could see everything now. Reyna, Octavian…though I had no interest of seeing the latter. There were obvious signs of a battle. I wondered what had happened while I was away.
Suddenly a boom resounded. I looked and saw Terminus. I remembered the minor god who had once made him cut every grass in the field for being late to a senate meeting.
"Unacceptable", Terminus shrieked. "I will not have weapons inside the Pomerian Line. And certainly not Greeks.
I shot Annabeth a look that said I've got this. I was almost sure I did.
"Terminus", I said. "It's me. Jason Grace". I resisted the urge to add 'Praetor of the twelfth legion' to my name. For all I knew, Reyna could have replaced me. I hoped not.
"Oh, I remember you, Jason!" he grumbled. It would be pathetic if he didn't. "I thought you had better sense than to consort with the enemies of Rome!"
I gritted my teeth. The Greeks were not our enemies. I started to say, "But they're our not enemies"- and Piper jumped in and said "Yeah, we just want to talk. If we could just"- I winced. I was sure the charmspeak wouldn't affect the statue god. And I was right.
"Please!" snapped Terminus. Don't try to use charmspeak on me, missy. And put that dagger down before I slap it out your hands.
Piper looked offended that he called her missy. But didn't comment.
I suddenly smiled waiting for Piper to ask how. Everyone who came to Camp Jupiter asked him that.
Sure enough, Piper said "Um…okay. But how would you slap it? You don't have any arms."
"Impertinence!" There was a loud pop and a flash of yellow. Piper yelped and dropped her dagger, now smoking and sparkling. I felt bad for her. The almost exact same thing had happened to me.
"Lucky for you I've just been through a battle," he declared. "Were I at full strength, I would have already blasted this monstrosity out of the sky!"
"Wait a minute." Leo stepped forward, wagging his Wii controller. "Did you just call my awesome ship a monstrosity? You didn't do that right?" I rolled my eyes. Of all the things Leo could get mad about, it would be for insulting his ship.
"Let's all calm down. I take it you're Terminus, the god of boundaries right? I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter of"-
"I know who you are all right!" The statue glared at Annabeth. Suddenly I recalled the myths about Minerva and my heart sank. Minerva was a virgin goddess. I remembered my surprise when I had first seen the children of Athena at camp half-blood. I winced. Annabeth was not going to take this well.
A child of Athena, Minerva's Greek form. Scandalous! You Greeks have no sense of decency." Jason was sure that the Greeks had more decency than an annoying, talking statue. "We Romans know the proper name for that goddess."
Annabeth clenched her jaw. Jason was sure he knew why. It must be hard to be diplomatic when your own mother was being insulted. "What do you mean by that? What's so scandalous about"-
"Right!" Jason interrupted before a fight could break out. "Anyway, Terminus, we're on a mission of peace. We'd love permission to land so we can"-
"Impossible!" the god squeaked. "Lay down your weapons and surrender! Leave my city immediately!"
Jason wondered silently if they should surrender or leave.
Leo seemed to wonder the same thing. "Which one?" he asked. "Surrender or leave?"
"Both!" Terminus said. "Surrender, then leave. I am slapping your face for asking such a stupid question, you ridiculous boy!" He had doubts that the slapping would affect Leo whatsoever. "Do you feel that?" Terminus asked.
"Wow." Leo studied Terminus, probably thinking if he had any loose gears or bolts. "You're wound up pretty tight." Obviously. Though it would be funny if the statue suddenly fell to pieces. "You got any gears in there that need loosening? I could take a look." Jason grinned. The god's reaction would be funny.
Leo exchanged his Wii controller for a screwdriver and tapped the pedestal.
"Stop that!" Terminus insisted. "Weapons are not allowed inside the Pomerian Line." How did a screwdriver count as a weapon?
"The what?" Piper asked.
"City limits," he translated. He suddenly had a flashback of bringing his sword inside the limits. Terminus was angry at him for a whole month.
Jason noticed Annabeth looking down in the valley, where legion reinforcements were half-way to the city. She was scanning the crowd for her best friend. Jason looked down and saw a girl that looked like Percy's description. She had wavy black hair. That was all he could notice until she disappeared into the crowd. She had her arms around two people. A girl wearing a Roman cavalry helmet that he identified as Hazel, the daughter of Pluto. The other was a stout boy with a buzz cut. For reasons Jason did not know, the latter made him feel jealous. Percy wore a praetor's cape. She became a praetor in eight months? Impressive.
"Leo, stop the ship," Annabeth ordered.
"What?"
"You heard me. Keep us right here." Where was Annabeth going with this?
"Terminus," Annabeth asked. "There's no rule against hovering over New Rome, right?" He suddenly realized what she was going to do. Annabeth Chase was a genius. Piper still looked confused.
The god frowned. "No…"
"We can keep the ship aloft," Annabeth said. "We'll use a rope ladder to reach the forum. That way, the ship won't be on Roman soil. Technically." The Miner-Athena cabin seemed to love technicalities.
The statue pondered this, probably scratching his chin with imaginary hands.
"I like technicalities," he admitted. "Still…" Still what? There was nothing to argue about.
"All of our weapon will be on the ship," Annabeth promised the hesitating statue. "I assume the Romans-even those reinforcements marching toward us-will have to honor your rules inside the Pomerian Line-"Jason was impressed. Most people got the name wrong, "If you tell them too?" Annabeth's plan was smart. This way, no one would be able to attack each other.
"Of course!" Terminus said. Do I look like I tolerate rule-breakers?" No you don't, Jason answered silently.
"Uh, Annabeth…" Leo said. "You sure this is a good idea?"
"It'll be fine" she answered after moments of hesitation. "No one will be armed. We can talk in peace. Terminus will make sure everybody obeys the rules. Do we have an agreement?"
Terminus sniffed. "I suppose so. You may climb down the ladder to New Rome. Please try not to destroy my town." We'll try, Jason thought grimly as he descended the ladder.
How was the chapter? I'm okay with it…. Also, from now on, some dialogues are going to be different because Percy's a female. Thanks!
Review please (you don't have to),
Meg