Percy
Percy was anxious, looking up at the descending war ship. Although he was pretty sure that this wasn't a trick, the slim chance of it being exactly that, loomed in the back of his mind.
"Percy, are you feeling OK? You look a little worried." Hazel studied him with her big golden eyes. "You don't think that Octavian is right? You swore on your life Percy! If it is a trick-"
"It isn't a trick! It can't be. Annabeth is on that ship, I just know it." Percy reassured her. Percy didn't just say that for Hazel's benefit, he was trying to convince himself of what he hoped was true. What had to be true.
"OK Percy, we believe you" Frank said warily.
They didn't say anything more; instead they looked back toward the ship that had almost landed. The Romans were unsettled at the site of the massive war ship, but you could hardly blame them, the thing was gigantic! It almost took up one quarter of the fields of mars. At the very tip of the ship was the head of a bronze dragon that Percy recognised, but couldn't place the name, place or time of the sighting. He would have to find out later because right now the ship had landed and there was movement from within. The Romans readied themselves for the possible attack. The next thing he knew - a boy around the same age as him - jumped over the side of the massive war ship. He hovered in the air for a little, before planting his feet firmly on the ground. Everyone was stunned, and Percy couldn't help but wonder if this was Jason Grace, the one he had heard so much about, their lost hero.
"Hey" Jason said uncertainly.
The Romans quickly recovered from their shock and burst into an uproar of cheering as they surrounded him and lifted him onto their shoulders, he was too stunned by the sudden embrace to protest. They paraded him through the crowd until they came to Reyna and dropped him down onto the ground. Everyone fell silent.
Reyna stepped forward then embraced him in a bone crushing hug and said "welcome home Jason, welcome home."
The Romans cheered again, some coming up to him, giving him a slap on the back or a quick hug. After a few minutes of this he seemed to remember something and looked around him at his friends, his family.
"I am glad to be home." He announced in a loud voice so everyone could hear. "and I would like to thank you all for not attacking, and killing me and the war ship." There was a low chuckle the spread throughout the crowd. "But I didn't come alone," he continued. A murmur replaced the low chuckle within the assembled Romans. "Romans, I would like to present to you my friends from the Greek camp, Leo Valdez son of Vulcan, Piper McLean daughter of Venus and Annabeth Chase daughter of Minerva."
When their names were called they came down from the war ship and smiled and waved at the large group of Romans. Percy personally thought that, this was brave of them considering these people have been their sworn enemies since ancient times. The first boy Leo - the one who looked practically identical to Sammy, Hazel's past boyfriend – Jumped down with a stupid grin on his face, as he beamed at his potential enemies. Then the girl, Piper McLean came out and smiled, almost shyly. Percy was surprised her mother was the goddess of beauty and love. Although she was remarkably pretty – even if it was obvious she was trying hard not to be – she didn't seem like the usual stuck up type like the rest of her brothers and sisters were. Then last of all Annabeth came out. She was just as he had remembered her; blonde curly hair tied back into a pony tail, her sparkling grey eyes, she was the same old Annabeth Chase, his girlfriend.
When Annabeth came out she didn't smile or wave like the others, she simply looked taken aback by all the Romans and looked uncomfortable. It was as plain as day that she wasn't going to become best friends with the Romans, and Percy only hoped she wouldn't decide to pull out her dagger and start slashing away at them. Just then Juno's warning echoed in his mind.
'The one who will cause you the most trouble is the one closest to you – the one who hates me most'
'Annabeth? You never liked her now you're calling her a troublemaker? You don't know her at all. She's the person I most want watching my back' he had replied.
'We will see, young hero. She has a hard task ahead of her when you arrive in Rome. Whether she is up to it… I do not know.'
For the first time doubt seemed to rise up within him as he realised that Juno might just be right.
