Hey guys, so this is my new story. It's written from Reyna's point of view and will go through the whole giant war. Later it might crossover with my second story The Pain of Memory. So please READ & REVIEW.
I stalked up Temple Hill, looking for a certain son of the sea god. It would be a lie to say that I felt nothing for him. In fact I liked him almost ever since he showed up to camp, even though he had a girlfriend. That time was horrible for me. I, the warrior, the person who never gave in to her emotions, found myself lost in them. First Jason, now Percy. I wanted to strangle Venus. I was a daughter of Bellona, a child of war. Those feelings were foreign to me. Yet, I could not forget how close I'd gotten to Jason at camp, especially after he became praetor. But then, as we were about to get together, he vanished. I cursed my stupid luck. Of all the people in the camp that could disappear, it had to be him. Still, I managed to hold my composure and during the eight, long months, my emotions weakened. Then, Percy Jackson showed up.
I had cursed and hated Percy Jackson ever since he destroyed my old home and separated me from my sister. He and Annabeth were always a mystery to me. They were obviously powerful demigods on a quest, yet when I came to Camp Jupiter, there was no sign of them. Ever since then I was suspicious, Percy had to belong somewhere. Percy came to camp carrying Juno who proclaimed him a son of Neptune. In Rome, Neptune was bad luck, and I had no trouble believing that Percy would be bad luck as well. I wanted to kill him immediately, however his lost memories and lost state made me hesitate. The poor guy didn't know who he was and where he came from. However, he was a powerful warrior, he killed the gorgons without much sweat. So, I decided to give him a chance. What really surprised me though, was his sword. It was Celestial Bronze, an old, Greek design. It even had its name engraved on it in Greek. After that I began having certain suspicions about where he was from but I decided to wait to see them confirmed. That evening, he confirmed them during the war games.
I have never seen a warrior like him. He singlehandedly took down the First and Second Cohorts, the pride of the camp. He fought like a demon and his way of fighting was definitely not Roman. More solo, rather than legion and it was all offence with no defense. That's when I realized he must be Greek. There were legends in camp about heroes who left to follow the Greek way. Percy, was undoubtedly like them. Than things got even stranger. After Gwen came back from the dead and Mars appeared, Percy called him Ares and did not even kneel to him until he was threatened. He said they had a fight and Mars did not deny it. In fact, when I thought Mars was going to strike Percy down for being so disrespectful, he just grinned, like they have been fighting and arguing like that for a long time. He issued him a quest immediately. When I heard about it, my heart clenched with dread. Mars was sending Percy to Alaska, the land beyond the gods. Nobody has returned from there alive and all Percy had for help was a clumsy son of Mars and a strange daughter of Pluto. Only then I realized that I actually cared about what happened to him but if there was a person suited for that quest, it was Percy. Even without his memories it was obvious that he was experienced and two gods have shown up in one day to speak to him. He must be important to them as well.
Next morning, the senate meeting was held. Of course, Octavian began to influence the senate with his silver tongue. Sometimes I just wanted to cut it out. Percy seemed to understand Octavian's power. All he asked for was a boat, and he didn't even argue when Octavian told him that we were not going to help with any other means. Again Percy chose the unroman way, sea travel. Romans were afraid of the sea, which is why they feared Neptune. All we had for a boat, was a leaky, old dinghy. I felt criminal letting them go to Alaska like that. The senate meeting proved to me that I could not afford Octavian as praetor. Now was the time to speak with Percy. Greek or not, he was powerful and brave, a good warrior. He would make a very good leader.I offered him the praetor position but when I said it, I couldn't stop myself from dropping a hint that I could be more than just a good friend to him. He got the hint and informed me that he had a girlfriend and it did sting a bit to hear that. What surprised me even more was that he turned down the praetorship, he turned down power. Well, if he survived the quest, I would force him to accept the position somehow. Before he left, he apologized for all the pain he caused me by destroying my old home. Once again he showed that he was not Roman but that just made me like him more. Even though he remembered nothing, he felt guilty. He would definitely make an interesting praetor.
After Percy, Hazel and Frank left for the quest, I busied myself by getting the camp ready for the battle. A huge army led by a giant was coming. Even if we took out the army, I had no idea how to kill the giant. Our hero, Jason Grace, was gone and Percy left on a suicidal quest. No, he would come back alive. I should have realized then just how attached I became to him and I also realized why. Percy reminded me of Jason. Both were powerful, confident and good leaders. But Percy was also gentle and funny. The apology really got to me. Jason never apologized because he was a true roman. As the time passed, I found myself worrying more. To get away from the worry, I rushed into the showers to take a break from the long day. Then someone called my name and I nearly had a heart attack. Hazel was looking at me from a screen made of mist. She told me the means of communication was called Iris Messaging. I saw Percy sitting in the background. He wasn't looking my way (which I was grateful for) but his face looked so miserable. I wondered what was wrong with him. Hazel warned me about the huge army and the giant Polybotes, but I already knew. I reassured her that we were doing our best to get ready and that it was up to them to save us. If they're quest failed, we were doomed.
Four more day passed, and I didn't even have time to worry about Percy because I was to busy preparing the camp. On the solstice, the army attacked. I have been in plenty of battles before but this one was nothing like them. The monsters were too numerous and we lacked Imperial Gold weapons. Polybotes was huge, ugly and powerful, much worse than the Titan Krios. I fought him but I didn't seem to be making any progress. It was only a matter of time before he took me down. Then I heard yells and turned around to see none other than Percy Jackson riding on a huge hellhound with the legions eagle in his hand. I couldn't help the huge smile that spread across my face. Despite my worry, he survived and recovered the eagle. I was so distracted, I did not even notice the giant swipe at me. Luckily Scipio dodged the blow. Then Percy did something even more impressive, he raised the eagle standard and yelled in a powerful voice " Twelfth Legion Fulminata". The eagle unleashed lightening that destroyed most of the monsters in its vicinity. He looked like he was meant to lead armies into battle, the perfect leader. Then I heard the Amazon horns and saw my sister, Hylla, riding to my rescue. Percy managed to convince her. I turned to look at him with so much emotion that even I was surprised. All I wanted to do right now was to hug him and thank him for doing so much for me and my camp.
Then Percy faced Polybotes. I was afraid for him. Percy was a powerful warrior but the giant was powerful as well. He was born to oppose Neptune, which made him all the more formidable for Percy. However, Percy managed to maintain a cool image when he faced him. He didn't show even a hint of fear. He regarded the giant like another bug he had to squash. What bothered me was that the giant could be defeated only by a god and demigod working together, and Percy was alone. However, Percy managed to surprise me even then. He ran to Terminus, the most nonviolent god and bashed the statues head into the already wounded giants face. He did this without breaking a sweat. The guy was the most powerful demigod I have ever seen, possibly even stronger than Jason. Immediately everyone began chanting his name and raising him on a shield as praetor and I grasped his hand in congratulations. Looks like he would end up as my fellow praetor after all. I smiled smugly. That evening I was finally reunited with my sister. I was about to ask her not to kill Percy but she seemed to have forgiven him as well. In fact she clapped him on the back and announced that she decided that she was not going to kill him. What did Percy do to turn my sister like that? When he was asked to give a speech, Percy protested that he was not the best person for praetor but the camp drowned him out with applause and I wanted to smirk at him. Nobody in camp was better suited for that position than him. I offered Percy the praetors house but he refused it saying that he did not want to take Jason's house as well as his position. I got used to those noble gestures from him. That night, I couldn't help dwelling on what kind of effect Percy had on me. I liked him, that was certain, even though I haven't gotten over Jason yet. I wanted to kill myself, the daughter of a war goddess, thinking about love. I should stick to fighting, loving was not for me. Besides Percy already had a girlfriend and he must have liked her a lot to remember her after loosing nearly his whole memory. I would probably not take to meeting his girlfriend to well. That evening I saw an Amazon flirting with him and nearly broke the table with anger and jealousy.
Next morning another senate meeting was held. Apparently Percy regained his memory but the news he brought was disturbing. He claimed that Jason was arriving aboard a Greek warship with a bunch of Greeks. The Greeks were Percy's family, just like I guessed. He came from a Greek camp. What surprised me more was the story of Saturn's defeat. I always wondered where Saturn went after we destroyed Othiris but apparently the Greeks have won the major battle. Percy defeated Saturn. I almost tripped over my toga when I heard that. Fighting Saturn is no small feat. It made me angry that the Greeks fought and won the more important battle. All we did was get rid of the Titan's additional forces. Compared to Percy's side of the war, Jason's victory over Krios didn't sound that impressive anymore. When the warship came, I decided to trust Percy and let the Greek demigods into camp. Who knew, maybe I would finally see Jason.