Hey wonderful peoples. I'm TheStoriesUntold. Almost a year ago, I wrote a terrible, four sentence Preyna fanfic. Let's all pretend that never existed. It was chalk full of grammatical and spelling errors, making me cringe. Now that I am more blessed with the ways of pen and paper, let's rewrite that fanfic, and make it what it deserved to be. I hope you all enjoy what I'm about to write, because I assume it'll be something that I'd actually enjoy reading. Large Plot changes and such ahead.~ TSU
Chapter 1- Choosing Sides
"Percy? We need to get out of here, now!" Annabeth appeared out of no-where, her magic baseball cap in hand. Her golden hair blew in the wind, and her storm grey eyes wore a look of immense worry. Behind her, New Rome's buildings had large black plumes of smoke and fire rising from them. "The Romans think we've-" Reyna's boots echoed behind Percy. "I do not think so, Grey eyed one." Reyna said, her brown eyes lit with fury. She walked forward, drawing her sword. "Percy happens to be a Roman now, isn't that right Percy? You're a Praetor here if I recall correctly." Words stuck in my throat, and the multiple choices I could make swam before me. I could go with Annabeth, or stay with the Romans. More importantly, Reyna.
Ashes flew between us, and Reyna stood beside me, brushing stray hair off my forehead. Annabeth breathed heavily, and produced a small dagger from her boot. "Percy, do you love me? Come with me!" Annabeth begged, trembling now. My next words changed my life, and ended others. "I stand with Rome! Aut vincere aut mori!" I yell through the commotion, drawing my blade, and adding a spin to it, for extra style points. Annabeth charges forward, her tiny dagger in hand, and Reyna in turn runs to meet her, steel raised high in the air "FOR SPARTA!" Reyna yelled, as Annabeth lurched forward, imbedding her blade in Reyna's stomach. Reyna fell ti the ground, clutching at her stomach. "You sure now how to pick 'em, Jackson." Annabeth muttered, before turning, and running back to that cursed flying ship. I leap forward, and wrap my arms around Reyna protectively. I stumbled my way through, the burning city, Reyna in my arms, as I come upon upon some Soilders. "Sir?" One of them asked nervously. "Kill Those Greeks!" I yelled angrily, before sighing. "Tell Octavian to prepare for war." I command, carrying Reyna to the Med Bay. I find an empty cot, and gently lay down Reyna. Blood gushes from her wound and her mouth, and children of Apollo dash around me with bandages, and Nectar and Ambrosia squares. As I hold a straw to Reyna's lip, I hear her whisper something. "Why are you still here? I lost the fight.." I sigh, and press my lips to hers. They taste like my mom's Blue Chocolate Chip Cookies. The Nectar. "Reyna, I love you."
There we go! Probably not as good as it sounded in my head but whatever. I haven't read the books for quite awhile, so..yeah. thanks for reading. Please, drop a review and or/ a Favorite! Tell me what I could improve on and what could be better, thanks! ~ TSU
