"Well this is great" Reyna thought. "The roman army's on the move and there's nothing I can do to stop it". In a single week Octavian had convinced the entire legion to commit a massacre of the gods Greek children and lay waste to their camp. Reyna wanted to scream with frustration: How could Octavian be so stupid? How could he think the gods wouldn't act against the legion, or that the legion could come out of this fight intact. After all, the Greeks were formidable opponents no matter what anyone said. But of course, she couldn't scream. Reyna was the calm, controlled leader who kept her cool when no-one else knew what to do. Instead she settled for gripping the steering wheel of the black SUV even tighter and setting her jaw, someone had to sort this mess out.
Staring out of the window Reyna saw the back streets of Pittsburgh pass her by, boring square houses all the same in size and shape. The camp itself, "Camp Half-Blood" was supposed to be on the coast of long island if Annabeth had been telling the truth. Cursing silently Reyna bereted herself that Octavian had manipulated her into having to reveal everything Annabeth had told her by making sure her truth sensing dogs, Argentum and Aurum , were in the senate house when he asked his questions giving her no choice but to tell the truth. Reyna idly cast a thought to how the others were doing on their quest and if the Argo 2 (my computer won't do the 2 as it is in the books) had made it to Rome yet and if everyone was still alive. Reyna shook herself back into focus, she had enough to worry about already as she sped towards Long Island.
A dark part of her was secretly glad that they would see the mysterious Greek camp, the place left to the scraps of roman myth and told as a story to scare young Romans and make them go to bed. However, the myths had told of a feeble race of archaic primal and primitive Greeks and certainly not the powerful force that Percy was and Reyna was, although she would never admit it, desperate to know what and how the Greeks taught their recruits. Thinking of the Percy Reyna recalled just how good a fighter he was, how he had taken on even the first cohort who were the pride of camp Jupiter with apparent ease.
His fighting style had been so different, so far out of what was the norm but so effective and his powers, oh gods his powers had been unmatched by anything Reyna had ever seen, even Jason. Another even darker part of her mind feared the Greeks, what if they were all as strong as Percy and what if their magic was just as strong.
That was another thing she envied. Romans were never very good with magic and Reyna could never quite figure out what it was so she put it to the back of her mind, telling herself that it was just because Romans were half mortal and that interfered with the magic forces but after watching Percy crush the two gorgon sisters she wasn't so sure. Maybe, maybe the Greeks were in fact stronger than the Romans and Octavian was leading angry, bitter Romans worked into a bloodthirsty rage to their end. And she was doing nothing to stop him. Well that would have to change