a/n: This story centres around the question: What would've happened if Reyna and Annabeth were swapped instead? The idea of it interested me. So expect to see lots of Reyna being a BAMF.

disclaimer: I don't own The Heroes of Olympus

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When Reyna came to herself, she was in a bus full of teenagers, wondering how on Earth she got there. She was sitting next to a girl dressed in faded jeans and a snowboarding jacket. Her hair was cut at uneven angles and terribly choppy but looked silky smooth. Her eyes seemed to change colour every so often. Reyna blinked at her. Did she know this person?

The girl was talking to a boy in the seat in front of them. He had curly brown hair and pointed elf-like ears. He was fidgeting in his seat, as if he couldn't stay still.

The boy's gaze turned on her. "Hey, Piper, look!" he exclaimed. "Rey's finally awake."

The girl, Piper, looked over and smiled at Reyna. "Good morning, or should I say afternoon," she snickered. "You've been sleeping the whole bus trip. Who knew you could get that tired?"

"Yeah," the boy agreed with a thoughtful tone in his voice, "and it's not even hibernation season."

Reyna stared at him. Who were these people and how did they know her name?

The smile slowly slipped off Piper's face as Reyna kept staring. "Reyna," she said tentatively, "are you okay?"

"Who- I don't-" Reyna began but a voice yelling from the front of the bus cut her off.

"Cupcakes, listen up!" A short man with beady eyes was looking around the bus. Reyna could tell that he was a coach; he had a whistle around his neck and a megaphone clipped on his belt. "We're arriving in five minutes."

Reyna stopped listening as the man began to say something about an assignment and partners. She was so confused. What was she doing here?

"Seriously," the pointy-eared boy in front of Reyna said, "cupcakes? Coach Hedge acts as if we're baked goods and not people."

Coach Hedge eyes snapped over to where Reyna was sitting. He glared. "Leo Valdez!" he said. "Did I hear you speak?"

Leo shook his head. "Nope, Coach," he smiled. "You must be hallucinating."

The coach started to say something when suddenly, his gaze fixed on Reyna. His scowl deepened and Reyna's brow furrowed. She waited for him to call her out, to ask her why she was on this bus and she wouldn't be able to answer. But instead, with one last wary glance, he looked away.

Piper shifted uncomfortably. "That was weird," she said, voicing Reyna's exact thoughts. "He was, like, glaring at you."

Leo laughed. "What'd you do to him this time, Rey?" he asked her, amusement in his voice. "Was it the plastic wrap on the toilet prank? Or was it the shaving cream on Jell-O one?"

Reyna stared at him blankly. She glanced at Piper before turning back to Leo. They seemed nice enough but Reyna doubted them. A little voice in the back of her head was telling her that these two people were her enemies. That she couldn't trust them.

"Don't be stupid, Leo," Piper said. "You know Reyna doesn't have a sense of humour."

She said it as if the remark was an inside joke and not an insult. Reyna frowned at her.

Piper's smile faltered under her gaze. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I don't know who you are."

Leo chuckled. "Yeah, sure you don't, Rey." Reyna didn't reply.

"Reyna," Piper began, sounding worried, "what's going on?"

"I'd like to know that!" Reyna snapped. "Who are you people? How do you know my name?"

Piper looked taken aback by her outburst but Leo just rolled his brown eyes. "Stop joking around. This isn't even that funny; I could've thought up a better joke in a minute."

Reyna narrowed her eyes at him and Piper hit him on the arm. "Leo!" she scolded. "I don't think she's joking!"

Piper's eyes were filled with a mix of hurt and worry as she gazed at Reyna. "Have you hit your head? Do you really not know who we are?"

"I don't even know who I am," Reyna said and turned away, just as the bus jolted to a stop.

The group of around thirty kids stood in front of a big red building like a museum. Reyna looked around at the desert surrounding them. Coach Hedge was explaining something to the group and Reyna took the time to not listen to him and instead contemplate the situation. She was in the middle of nowhere, in front of a stucco building, with people who claimed to know her. And she had no idea who she was.

A cold breeze hit Reyna, bringing her mind back to the present. She shivered and looked down at what she was wearing: jeans, a purple T-shirt and a thin black water-proof jacket. On her feet were leather sandals. The wind blew once more and Reyna's teeth chattered.

Leo was babbling beside her, informing her all about where she was and what she was doing there. Reyna listened but none of the things Leo mentioned rang any bells.

"I don't recognize anything you're saying," Reyna told him.

Leo scoffed. "Well if you're really gonna play this out then I might as well tell you that the three of us are pretty tight. Plus you do everything I say and I mean everything. Like you do all my chores and-"

"Leo!" Piper chastised him.

"Okay, okay!" He held his hands up as if saying I surrender. "But we are friends. That bit wasn't a lie."

"Reyna, I think you have amnesia or something," Piper said. "We have to tell someone! You need help!"

Leo, who was playing with a straw and some balls of paper that looked suspiciously like spitballs, looked up. "Who are we going to tell? There's no one who can help her here," he said.

"No one can help who?" A new voice said. Reyna saw Piper stiffen and her jaw tighten at the sound of the voice. Leo's hands curled into fists and he looked at the spit wads in his hand, as if he was considering using them.

Reyna looked to the side to see a boy with dark hair and a blinding smile. He wore a jersey and cowboy boots.

"None of your business, Pretty Boy," Leo said curtly to him.

The boy chuckled and stepped forward. He threaded his arm through Piper's, ignoring her complete look of disgust. "Let's go," he said, tugging on her. "Don't talk to these losers. You're working with me, remember?"

Piper scowled. "I didn't have a choice."

The boy ignored her comment and dragged her to the museum entrance, the heels of his boots clacking loudly on the ground.

Leo glared after him. "Stupid Dylan," he grumbled. "He thinks he's so perfect. I mean, if he could date himself he probably would! I hate him," he said venomously.

Reyna didn't say anything and instead hurried forward to catch up to the rest of the group. She pretended she didn't see Leo pull out a straw and shoot several spitballs at Dylan's cowboy boots.

The spitballs hit their target every time and soon Dylan's shoes were covered in them. Reyna suppressed the urge to smile.

They walked through the building, Coach Hedge lecturing them every so often with his megaphone. Leo was fidgeting beside Reyna. He kept pulling things out of the jacket he was wearing: bolts, nuts and pipe cleaners. His nimble fingers were playing around with the items, putting them together and pulling them apart.

Reyna found his actions distracting. She was trying to pay attention to the exhibits, which turned out to be pretty hard to do when you have someone fiddling with random stuff next to you. The museum was all about the Grand Canyon and the Hualapai tribe.

Reyna noticed a group of girls looking over in Piper and Dylan's direction. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. She didn't even know those girls but she had a feeling that if she did, she wouldn't like them.

"Hey, Piper, does your tribe run this place? Do you get in free if you do a rain dance?" Reyna heard one of them say rudely.

The rest of her clique laughed, tossing their hair over their shoulders. Reyna had a feeling that Piper was clenching her fists.

"My dad's Cherokee," she said. "Not Hualapai. 'Course you'd need a few brain cells to know the difference, Isabel."

Reyna saw Isabel widen her eyes and let out a mocking sigh before replying. She commented about Piper's mom and how she never knew her. Reyna scowled. She didn't know Piper at all (and if she did, she couldn't remember her) but still, she wasn't going to let Isabel treat her horribly.

Piper took a threatening step towards Isabel but Reyna's hand shot out and stopped her. Piper's multi-coloured eyes glanced at Reyna questioningly.

"Stop pestering Piper, Isabel," Reyna said icily.

Isabel turned to her friends as if to say can you believe this girl?

"Her mother is none of your business," Reyna continued, her voice cool and even. "You should develop some manners, Isabel. Or are you always too busy caking your face in makeup to learn how to be nice?"

"Shut up!" Isabel screeched.

"Quiet back there!" Coach Hedge barked.

Isabel and her posse scowled. "This isn't over, Reyna," Isabel hissed.

Reyna narrowed her eyes and shot the clique her coldest glare. She almost smiled smugly when she saw fear flash through their eyes.

They turned away and shuffled over to the next exhibit where the rest of the group was. Reyna glared after them triumphantly.

She felt a hand grab her arm. "What was that?" Piper was whispering in her ear. She sounded angry.

"What do you mean?" Reyna yanked her arm away.

"Why did you do that? I had it under control!" Piper was still whispering but she sounded like she wanted to yell.

"I put that girl in her place! And you did not have it under control. If I hadn't have interfered, you would've been clawing at Isabel's face!"

Piper huffed angrily and stomped to the next exhibit. Reyna heard a low whistle and turned to see Leo fiddling with a pipe cleaner. He began walking in the same direction Piper went. Reyna followed.

"What's her problem?" She asked him, gesturing to where Piper was standing with her arms crossed, glaring at Isabel. "I helped her!"

Leo shrugged. "Piper really hates it when we fight her battles."

"But Isabel was being cruel!"

"Whatever. What's done is done," Leo said. "Anyway, if those girls knew who Piper's father was, they'd be worshipping her and kissing her feet."

He saw the look of confusion on Reyna's face. "You're not kidding?" he said with a laugh. "You really can't remember?"

Reyna shook her head just as they reached the end of the hall. They stood in front of some big glass doors leading out to a terrace.

"You're about to see the skywalk," Coach Hedge said. "Try not to damage anything or throw each other off the side."

He opened the doors and everyone stepped outside. The skywalk was rather amazing. It was a horseshoe-shaped walkway made out of glass so you could see the Grand Canyon below.

"This is wicked!" Leo exclaimed. Reyna had to agree.

Thunder rumbled overhead and she looked up. Dark, intimidating storm clouds that hadn't been there before had gathered above them.

"Weird," Leo said, squinting at the sky too. "It's like the storm's right above us but it's clear everywhere else."

Reyna took another look and saw that Leo was right. The dark clouds were hovering right above the skywalk, but the rest of the sky was a brilliant blue. Reyna frowned; something was wrong.

Coach Hedge yelled some words and everyone pulled out sheets of paper and pens. The coach frowned up at the sky as the kids started their worksheets.

"Come on," Leo said. "You do have your worksheet, right? Mine is stuck all over Dylan's boots."

They didn't try very hard on the worksheet. Leo was too busy twisting some pipe cleaners into a helicopter and Reyna was staring up at the clouds.

"Something's not right about that storm, Leo," she said.

"Yeah I know," Leo huffed indignantly. "You already told me that a thousand times."

Reyna glared at him. She was having a hard time believing that she was ever friends with this boy.

"Hey, Leo," she began, "when did we first meet?"

Leo knitted his brow. "I don't – I can't recall exactly." He tossed his pipe cleaner helicopter over the edge of the skywalk and it flew halfway across the canyon before it spiraled towards the ground. "I have ADHD, so you can't exactly expect me to remember this stuff."

Reyna found that odd. Leo said they were best friends and yet he didn't even recall one tiny fact about the day they first met.

"Leo, what's my surname?"

"You don't even remember your last name?" Leo said with a chuckle. "You must've hit your head pretty hard."

Reyna ignored him. "What's my surname, Leo?"

She saw Leo frown. "I- I know it," he said, "I mean you must've told me it before right? But with my ADHD and stuff I can't remember. I'm sure I do though. How can I not?"

As he spoke, Reyna heard his voice grow weaker and hesitant. His head lowered until he was staring at his feet.

"It's got to be in the back of my mind. Smith? Garcia? Oh! Wait - is it Johnson?"

Reyna sighed. Leo was just listing off random names. "You really don't know it, do you?" she whispered, softly.

After a long pause Leo looked up. Slowly, he shook his head. Reyna bit her lip. This whole situation just didn't add up. How come the people here claimed to know her but she didn't remember any of them at all? How come Leo claimed to be her best friend but couldn't remember the day they met, let alone her surname?

The feeling that she didn't belong here grew inside of her. She wasn't supposed to be here but for some reason everyone thought she did.

"What if I'm right and everyone else is wrong?" Reyna asked Leo who was rubbing his temples with his fingers.

He looked at her thoughtfully. "You think that maybe you suddenly showed up this morning and we've all got made up memories of you?"

"That's exactly what I think," Reyna said. "I know it sounds ridiculous but it's the only thing that makes sense. My memories can't just have vanished!"

It just didn't make sense. Everyone here treated her like she was a normal part of their group.

"Everyone but Coach Hedge," Reyna mumbled under her breath, eyes widening.

"Did you say something?" Leo asked.

Reyna shook her head and shoved the worksheet into his hands. "Hold this for a bit. I have to do something."

Leo opened his mouth to protest, but Reyna was already halfway across the skywalk.

She passed Piper as she walked. Dylan was hitting on her as she tried to fill out her worksheet and Piper kept pushing him away.

Reyna reached Coach Hedge, who was staring up at the storm clouds. He turned when he sensed her presence and his beady eyes narrowed.

"Did you do this?" he asked.

Reyna blinked at him disbelievingly. "Are you talking about the thunderstorm?" She was confused. Was this guy really accusing her of making a storm?

"Don't mess with me. What are you doing here?"

"You don't know me?" Reyna said. "I'm not in your class?"

"I've never laid eyes on you before today," Hedge replied with a snort.

Reyna almost sighed in relief. She wasn't going crazy; she was right. She didn't belong in this place. "I don't know what happened, okay?"

"You can't fool me, little girl. I've been smelling monsters for days, but you don't smell like one. No… you smell like a half-blood." Hedge's voice was low and secretive. "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

Reyna frowned. None of what Coach Hedge was saying made sense to her. "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know who I am. You have to help me!"

"Great, you're being honest," Hedge said, but he didn't sound too glad. "I don't know who you are but I do know what you are and it isn't good news. There are three of you to protect now, not just the two. Maybe you're the special package. Is that it?"

"I don't understand-"

"I got a message from camp today. They're sending an extraction team to pick up a special package. I don't know what; they wouldn't give me details. I thought maybe they meant the two I'm watching – they're pretty powerful plus they're being stalked by a monster. I know it. That's probably why the camp wanted to pick them up so frantically. But suddenly you come out of nowhere. Are you the special package?"

Reyna's head began to ache. Half-bloods. Camp. Monsters. She had the feeling that these words meant something to her. She stumbled a bit and Coach Hedge put a hand on her shoulder to steady her.

He sighed. "I guess I'll just have to watch you as well." He looked up at the sky. The clouds were getting darker and thicker. "We'll let the director at camp figure this out."

"Director?" Reyna said weakly. "Camp? What camp?"

Suddenly, lightning cracked and the wind picked up. Worksheets blew out of hands and into the canyon. The entire bridge shuddered and Reyna heard someone scream.

"Everyone get inside!" Hedge was yelling. "Hurry! Get off the skywalk!"

"What's happening?" Reyna shouted over the wind.

"That's a bit hard to explain," Hedge replied, pushing Reyna towards the doors, "but let's just say it isn't good."

a/n: So there's the first chapter! I have to warn you now that I am notorious for starting stories and stopping after a while. I'm not sure where this story is going to go. I'm going to follow the plot of TLH but change some elements because it's Reyna and not Jason. Not sure when my next update will be. I'm also notorious for being such a slow writer. Until next time then.