Chapter 1: Jason
We were within a mile of the boundaries of Camp Half-Blood. We came to seek revenge. They were the ones who captured Reyna, the ones who murdered her. Without her, everything's gone downhill. Even Octavian is outraged by the deeds that have been done.
They ruined Camp Jupiter. They ruined the people. They ruined me.
It wasn't just one person that contributed to her death. There were plenty.
"Jason, are you sure you want to go through with this?" Frank asked.
"They took Reyna from us!" I yelled at him. "They killed her!"
"I just don't think this is the right way to settle this!" he dared argue back.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum," I said calmly. Then I yelled. "If you want peace, we fight!"
He turned and looked ahead. If he didn't want to fight, then he could go back to camp. But every soldier here with me is prepared for war and revenged. We are here to avenge Reyna.
"If we get nothing out of this, you will be stripped of your position as praetor," Octavian made the attempt to threaten me.
"Trust me, I know the choice that I have made," I said back to him.
"Is this what Reyna would've wanted?" he asked.
"Even if she didn't, this is the only thing to do," I said reassuringly.
"When you're about to die, I hope you realize that the choice you made was wrong."
"I am not wrong!" I shoved him aside and told everyone to continue forward.
I heard him yell from behind me. "You'll never get her body back!"
I turned around and threw a spear at him. It missed his eye by inches. "Go back to camp!"
"Don't complain when you need me!"
He turned around, but I didn't worry about him. All I worried about was the battle.
The Romans fought as one. And, in the end, Camp Jupiter will claim victory.