So this is a story I started from the end of The Blood of Olympus. I wrote it about Reyna.
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO
Reyna dragged herself around Camp Jupiter. It felt empty with all the deaths and camp transfers. It turns out she isn't as likable as she once thought. The few campers who stayed were measley. Camp Halfblood had tripled in size and Frank and Reyna had been thinking of merging the camps. That was two weeks ago and now it was all they could do to survive. Monsters poured in from all directions and there camp would fall soon. She had 3 groups out hunting for new campers but even if they found some there would be no time to train them. The camp was so small that all the legions had merged. She could feel the fates slowly sawing away at her life.
Soon her thoughts were sliced through with a cry for help. She turned and ran straight for the commotion. On the ground was a group of three and two girls she didn't recognize. It looked like the camp had a couple more days then she thought.
Please review and tell me if I should continue this.