A/N

I don't really have anything to say. Just read~

BTW, in the sneak peek, Percy lost his Achilles heel. So, yeah. No invincibility in this story!

Enjoy~


Reyna watched Percy Jackson spar with a few campers. The kid was amazing. He was a little strange, though. He had an entirely different fighting style, and used a sword that was not Imperial Gold. He used Greek terms instead of Roman, which was odd, considering that there were only Romans. The Greeks had faded a long time ago.

He was the best at sword-fighting, but was so bad at archery that he managed to shoot the wall an inch away from Reyna, as she was the archery instructor. It was also noted that she was 12 meters away.

For some reason, Lupa had not allowed him to get branded. It meant that you were loyal to Rome and attended the camp.

"Hey, Percy. Want to go to my cabin? I can show you something." A Venus girl was flirting with him, but Percy regarded her coldly. It was odd, because he was the most laid-back person in the world.

"No, thanks. I've got to practice. Do you mind going away?" With that, he faced the other way. The Venus girl stomped away.

Reyna frowned. She wondered if Jason still remembered her. Percy had lost his memory, but he had told their group of friends that there was someone important out there. Was she important enough for Jason to remember?

"Yo, Seaweed Brain!" Bobby strolled into the training arena with a care-free smile dancing on his lips. Percy grinned, then frowned, clutching his head.

When everyone rushed forward with concern, Percy stood up. "It's okay. I just had a… headache. See you guys soon, don't die without me." With a fake smile, he walked back to the Neptune cabin, muttering inaudible things.

"He's probably remembering something." It was true, every now and then; he would wince when someone said something. Peanut butter, Wise Girl, New York, and the Empire State Building were all victims.

"I'll go check on him. Bobby, don't be stupid." Bobby looked offended, but Reyna didn't care. She walked into the Neptune cabin. The walls were painted the impossible color of the ocean, and the carpet resembled sand and shells.

Percy was sitting on his bed, clutching his head. He looked up; frustration and sadness clear in his ocean green eyes.

Ocean green eyes.

Sky blue eyes.

She found herself comparing Percy to Jason often. They both had the same qualities. Both were strong, brave, selfless, and heroic.

If she had been anyone else, she would've been totally smitten with him. He was really good-looking, with his messy black hair and eyes that looked like pools of emerald, jade, viridian. And when you blinked, they would be totally different. Chartreuse, celadon, the list went on.

He was handsome, but he just wasn't Jason.

Jason had the purest blue eyes humanely possible. Cyan, azure, cobalt, cerulean. Colors of the sky. He had blond hair, the color everyone wishes to have. The person you never want to give up.

However hard Reyna tried, she just couldn't forget her Saving Grace. Now, looking at Percy, she could feel her eyes starting to water.

"-Reyna!" Percy was staring at her in concern, and she realized that she had zoned out. She laughed nervously, wiping her eyes.

"N-No worries. I have… allergies. See you later, Perce." With a small wave, she exited the cabin quickly. She started walking to the arena absentmindedly, ignoring the strange looks people were giving.

Slash. Jab.

Dakota was gutting a straw practice dummy without any mercy. His expression was fierce, with just a hint of pain and sadness.

"Hey, Kota. How's it going?" Dakota faced her, his expression relaxing when he saw her. He put his Imperial Gold sword down, glinting in the afternoon light.

"Hey, Rey, pretty good. How's it going for you?" Dakota picked up his sword, whacking it against the dummies again. Reyna took out her golden arrows along with the matching arrows.

"Pretty good, thanks." She notched three arrows, letting them fly. They landed perfectly.

The rest of the time was spent in silence. Finally, Dakota stopped, facing her. He let go of the sword, landing with a thud.

"I'm going to visit Hazel. Any instructions, doc?" Dakota managed a half-smile. Reyna shook her head.

"No, she's good as of right now. See you, Kota." Reyna notched another arrow. It flew with a golden shine, as if it had branched away from the sun.

Dakota jogged away, heading for the hospital. Reyna wiped the sweat off her forehead, deciding to rest. It was just about time for dinner. She pressed a button on the bow, and it transformed into a necklace, as well as the quiver and arrows.

As if on cue, a loud wolf call rang through the still air. Campers from all directions began heading to the pavilion, going in pairs of twos or threes.

Reyna was about to go when a well-manicured hand was placed on her shoulder. She turned to see the grinning faces of Bobby and Gwen.

"Hey, Rey-Rey! How's it going?" Gwen beamed, showing off her pearly whites. Bobby stared a bit too long, then blushed and faced Reyna.

"Rumor is it that the Edesia cabin whipped up cream-filled pies for dessert." Bobby grinned, giving off a mischievous glint in his eyes. Any person in their right mind would know that Bobby was up to no good whatsoever.

"Yeah, I heard. Come on; let's go before Lupa does attendance." The three walked to the steel tables in the pavilion. Reyna couldn't help staring at the empty Jupiter table.

When they settled into their spots, Lupa began calling attendance, although she glanced at the empty table briefly before flicking her gaze to the campers.

Platters of food were being passed around by the Oreads, the nymphs of the mountains. The campers all said a prayer before digging in. It was said that a prayer to the gods was good luck.

Reyna looked at the table. She was the praetor of the Twelfth Legion, whereas Jason was the praetor in the First Legion. Gwen and Dakota were with her.

"I love me a juicy steak!" Dakota speared himself a large piece. Gwen reached for the salad bowl, placing some leafy vegetables on her plate.

Reyna grinned, placing a piece of pie on her plate. As healthy as she was, she believed in desserts first. She scooped up a cherry with her spoon and was about to eat it when she paused, eyes growing sad. Jason had always loved cherries…

Flashback~

Reyna watched as Jason scooped a bunch of cherries onto his plate. Reyna was sitting with him. Lupa allowed campers to switch tables after finishing eating.

"What's with the cherries, Sparky?" Reyna smirked, stealing a cherry off his plate. Jason looked at her in mock horror as she dropped it into her mouth.

"Great, that's one less cherry that will end in my mouth." Jason whimpered, although his eyes had a gleam in them. Hazel sauntered by, stopping beside them. Hazel was a Texan girl and it was obvious by the accent in her voice.

"Hey, guys. Ooh, cherries. Mind if I steal one?" Jason's eyes widened dramatically, arms covering his plate. The other campers in the First Region looked at their praetor in amusement.

"Pshh, ignore Jason. Here, take it, Haze." Reyna took a cherry and gave it to Hazel. She looked at Jason with a gleam in her eyes. She slowly dropped it in her mouth, savoring the taste. Jason threw a grape at her, then looked around to see if anyone saw. Luckily, during meals, Lupa went hunting in the mountains with her pack.

"You guys act so different when you're around each other. You get all playful, when in reality, we're all a bit serious." Hazel rolled her eyes. She looked at the Twelfth Region's table.

"I'm going to go see Dakota now." She walked off, a slight blush plastered on her face. Jason grinned.

"Dakota needs to ask her out." Reyna laughed, her blue eyes flashing.

"He's too chicken." They both laughed.

"Too chicken for what?" They turned around to find Dakota and Hazel standing behind them. Dakota was giving a mock Mars-styled glare. Hazel was stifling giggles and was trying to look busy growing instant honeysuckles by her feet.

"Too chicken to ask her out, man!" Jason and Reyna laughed as Dakota and Hazel's faces turned beet-red. They high-fived each other as the other two left, the tips of their ears turning pink. Gwen was smiling at the Twelfth Region table.

The next few minutes were spent making small talk. Reyna was getting bored, and decided to liven things up a bit.

She stole Jason's last cherry.

The look on his face was comical.

End~

Of course, that had been when they were thirteen. They had been close friends since they were dropped off at age two. They were fifteen now, and Reyna missed the good old days.

"Hey, Reyna? Hey, you there? SOLIS!" Dakota was waving his hand in front of Reyna's face. She blinked.

"Kota, what exactly are you doing?" Reyna's gaze lowered and she noticed that she was still holding the cherry.

"Trying to wake you up, what else? You zoned out for a moment there. It was weird; you were just staring at a cherry." Dakota's eyebrows were knit together in concern, as if she suddenly had a mental problem.

"Oh, sorry. Where did Gwen go?" She popped the cherry in her mouth. Dakota looked around.

"Don't know, I think she went to talk to her half-siblings." Dakota drank a glass of Pepsi. Reyna looked at her uneaten pie. She wasn't hungry anymore. She would feed it to her cabin's lyrebird, creatively named Lyre. It had been immortal for as long as Apollo had.

Dakota pushed his empty plate aside. He looked around, his eyes landing at the First Legion table. Percy was sitting there, talking to Bobby.

"I'm going to go see the guys. See you, Solis." Dakota walked off. In a few minutes, all three were laughing about something.

During the span of three months, Percy had become sort of a replacement for Jason. Nobody else seemed bothered by this, although they sometimes looked at Percy like he was someone else.

Reyna didn't like it. Sure, she liked Percy and all, but he was stealing Jason's position. He had just waltzed into camp and gotten the highest position. Just like that.

It bothered her that someone could compare to him. Reyna knew that she was being unreasonable, but it hurt, expecting someone else, but seeing Percy instead.

Reyna stood up. Holding the plate, she walked to her cabin. Lyre flew to her almost immediately, and she gave the pie to it. She put the empty plate on a nearby desk. Reyna looked around. The miniature laurel tree, the bird cage, the golden furniture. Everything was the same, but it felt different somehow.

She knew why. The Apollo cabin was like Jason's second home, likewise to the Jupiter cabin for her. She picked up a dart, flicking it to a near-by dartboard. There had been some good times in this cabin.

Flashback~

Jason and Reyna were throwing darts. With their eyes closed. So far, there was a dart stuck on a bed post, one under a desk, and one narrowly missing Lyre. The bird squawked irritably, the dart impaling itself on its favorite swing.

"Did I-aww, I missed." Reyna opened her eyes. The last dart was at least two meters away from the board.

Jason opened his eyes, and grinned. He looked at the dartboard.

"Reyna, I just realized something." Reyna turned to Jason, her eyes questioning.

"Yeah?"

"We didn't hit the dartboard. At all." Reyna laughed, her blue eyes matching Jason's. Jason picked up a dart. With a flick of his wrist, it flew in a perfect arc, landing on the bulls-eye.

Reyna narrowed her eyes. "Showoff." She picked up the last dart. With deadly accuracy, she threw it. It landed in the bulls-eye too.

"Hey, guys, have you seen my- oh, dear." Gwen took in the room. She plucked a dart out of the desk. She raised her eyebrows at them, her hands on her hips. When she opened her mouth, she said something that shocked them all.

"Watch and learn." Gwen turned around. Tossing the dart over her head, it landed perfectly.

"My dad was a master." She laughed at Reyna and Jason's expressions. With a delicate wave of her hand, she walked out.

Reyna looked at the room amused.

"We better stop before we kill someone." She bent down to pick up a few stray darts. Jason followed her lead. He faced her, a grin on his face.

"Wouldn't be the first time we killed something with darts."

End~

Dakota walked in, followed by Gwen. He smirked, his sad eyes looked happy for once since Hazel's accident.

"There's an all-out pie war at the pavilion. Guess who's in trouble?" Reyna laughed. She looked outside, seeing a pie-covered Bobby and an angry Lupa.

"At this rate, poor Bobby's going to have to run three miles." Gwen's face shined with amusement. Reyna smiled.

"Come on, we better help him out." The three walked out.

Reyna looked at Percy following Bobby. He was also caked with pie, although his eyes were lit up with humor. He didn't seem to mind the punishment.

At that moment, Reyna knew. She didn't know anything about Percy's past life, but he and Jason were connected. Part of the new Great Prophecy. It now made sense, Percy's weird quirks. There was something else out there, something that should've stayed hidden.

And one thing was certain; Jason was coming back. He promised.


A/N

Ta-da! The ending was a bit rushed, but whatevs. Did you like it? I am now satisfied because Percy is now in my story. ;)

Later, people!