Hi, everyone!

This is my first time writing for fanfiction, and hope you'll enjoy this story.

I borrowed the characters from Rick Riordan, just to let you know.

Please R&R, and I'll update as soon as possible. Thanks!

After the Second Prophecy

Chapter One: After the War

Reyna wasn't the sentimental type. Most girls her age would be chattering nonstop about their love lives, fighting over a Jessica Simpson cocktail dress and screaming at a bag of potato chips.

Well, Reyna's life included looking over her shoulder every two seconds, armed to the teeth with Imperial Gold weapons and disintegrating monsters left and right.

Once upon a time, Reyna had considered having a life with someone that isn't herself. Now, those dreams had seemed silly compared to the chaos that left her staggering, alone again.

Jason Grace was sitting at the Praetor's Table, arms around his girlfriend Piper McLean. They were laughing hysterically as Percy Jackson and his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase told jokes. Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque were kissing away. Even Leo Valdez, the scrawny imp was holding hands with Calypso, the immortal gardener girl.

The War against Gaea was over. The Romans and Greeks had joined forces and triumphed. Gaea was back to slumbering, and every one of them had been rewarded graciously (or... not so graciously) by the gods. They were feasting in the Great Hall of Camp Jupiter, Greeks, Romans, satyrs, nymphs, naiads, lares, everyone mingled together. The aures sent food from the air, and it was pretty hilarious watching Percy getting... what did he call it? Beaned by the beans?

They were in a festive mood, both orange and purple banners decorating the ceiling and the walls. Ella the harpy was scrabbling at books, perched on the ceiling. Tyson the Cyclops was shoving down Skippy's Extra-Chunky peanut butter, with no bread. He was literally cramming his mouth full of the gooey stuff. Mrs. O'Leary the hellhound was roughhousing with Hannibal the elephant. The Hunters of Artemis were huddled near the edge of the Hall, glaring at the boys. The Amazons were laughing as they made toasts. Hylla winked at Reyna, and Reyna smiled a bit. SPQR T-shirts and Camp Half-Blood T-shirts were everywhere. Octavian was crimson with rage, but kept a straight face, spitting insults at the Greeks, though no one really paid him any attention.

Jason, Piper, Leo and Calypso sat on her left and Percy, Annabeth, Hazel and Frank sat on her right. The Seven of the Prophecy were seated at the Praetor's table, along with Reyna and Calypso. It was great, really, but Reyna simply couldn't help herself as she failed and failed again to stop looking at Jason, perfect and gorgeous, sitting beside her.

Percy tapped his knife against the edge of his glass. The Great Hall fell respectfully silent as Percy stood up and let out a belch. There were chuckles. Annabeth looked so embarrassed Reyna almost felt pity for her.

"Sorry, too much Coke," Percy apologized and let out another belch. This time, everyone laughed openly. Annabeth stomped on Percy's foot, and Percy belched for the third and final time.

Percy tapped on his glass again, but the campers were laughing too hard to hear it. Don the faun was hiccuping, and even Octavian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Percy, you sound like the Minotaur," Valdez commented, speaking through a megaphone he whipped out of his tool belt. "Remember? The big hairy dude, the mutant son of Pasiphae? She's the lady with the collapsed hairdo that looked like how Percy would decorate a Wedding Cake,"

Everyone laughed louder.

Percy cleared his throat awkwardly.

"All right guys, settle down," Reyna called, trying to maintain order. The Hall grew silent, but there were still occasional chuckles.

"I just wanted to congratulate all of us that survived this war," Percy said. "So... yeah. Congratulations! I mean, it's really great Gaea is snoring again, 'cause when she's awake, she's freaking scary. I am not kidding. So, now, Frank and Reyna are the praetors of New Rome, and Annabeth and I'll be leaving for Camp Half-Blood tomorrow. If any of you wants to come, feel free. So... fireworks time!"

The crowd released a general cheer as they trooped out the Great Hall and onto the Fields of Mars where the Hephaestus campers had set up a firework display. Under the blazing falling stars, every couple kissed.

Reyna's gut twisted horribly as she watched Piper kiss Jason. They hugged each other, laughing as they watched Hecate chase a squalling Clytius, before Hecate burned Clytius into a starburst of sparks.

Reyna had hoped for a happily ever after. Every adventure she had... it was always with Jason. She had hoped that she could actually have a future with him. Maybe she would have a few children, watching them grow happily in Camp Jupiter, making her proud. When a new praetor is elected, she would retire happily with Jason, snoozing under the stars.

Then, Hera stole Jason from her. She brought Jason to Camp Half-Blood and Jason got a new girlfriend. Reyna had kept her feelings down for so long, wanting to scream every time Jason kissed or hugged Piper. It was unbearable. She had always let duty come before personal feelings, but right now, she didn't care about duty. Fighting, negotiating, leading wars over and over. She is the good guy. She deserved someone to be with her. Piper McLean had no idea what she had been through.

Tears threatened to spill. Everyone was watching the fireworks.

"I'm going to bed early," Reyna told Gwen. Gwen gave her a questioning look, but Reyna was already gone, walking briskly to her house. Her purple cape fluttered behind her. She walked faster and faster, almost running as she tore through the living room. Her dogs whined but she didn't pay them any attention. She sprinted into her room, slammed the door, and cried her heart out.

OK, I'm sort of feeling kind of sad.

Reyna's a nice girl, and she doesn't really deserve this situation, but things will (probably) get better for her. Right?

Please R&R, and I'll update as soon as I can. Thanks!

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I hope you enjoyed my story!