Hey guys, How's it going? This is the second chapter (duh) and I, Kai, will be writing in Zandrea's POV. So here it goes :D

Chapter 2~ Zandrea Reed

This is it. This is war. Wounded solders were throwen everywhere, and where taken where ever there was room. This is what war was like, it was bloody, painfull, and ugly. This is what my father was God of, and I was proud.

I gripped my sword tighter as Camp Jupiter came into veiw. Their camp was like ours, or so I've heard. They worshiped the gods, and had war games. Thats all we had knowen, but all I knew for sure was that the world was in an all out war, simply because the Ancient gods all found out about eachother, and couldn't realise that all they had to do was leave it to the Greeks; the ones that had it all together.

We were getting closer with every falp of our pagsus' wings. Closer, and closer, all to so we could discuss the merging of our two camps. I don't know why anyone would think that's a good idea, but apparently, someone did.

When I see Camp Jupiter, I am pissed. It is much larger, and was in a lot better condition. "Zan!" Percy called. "Bubas says you're getting a little heavy there!" FishBoy can read the minds of horses and Pegasus', so this is how he decides to pass the time.

"Sure Percy. Annabeth, are you ready?" I call to the blond haired child of Athena who had been unusualy quiet.

"Yes." Is all she replys. In less than a minute we would be landing, and "escorted" to the praetor's den. Three Greeks and a camp full of Romans. What could possibly go wrong?

The count down began mentaly, and suddenly, we were out of the air, and landing on the ground. Waiting for us was Jason Grace, Reyna, and Octavian, the worst of them all. My wrists were quickly bound by gohst gaurds. "How was the ride over Zandrea Reed?" Jason asks, his voice low, as we begin walking to the Pantheon.

"Perfect Jason Grace, just perfect." I repeatedly hear the word "Graecus" being slurred through out the Roman soilders.

Suddenly Reyna stops, and begins to order her people, "Stand down. They are of no threat."

Percy very slighly, and very quickly, leans over, "Egyptians." He speaks quietly, and smoothly as not to alarm anyone. Well of course, anyone, but me. I look to see them, and sure enough, there they are, those dirty, mangy Egyptians.

"Reyna." I speak without thinking, which is not a good thing, "I thought we agreed. No prisoners of war!" She gives me a look of death, and her campers stand there with there mouths gaping like the fish Percy is related to.

"They have taken some of our own as well Graecus, old habbits die hard." Now she was smirking.

"These are modern times! You can't just run around with people that suck!" Sorry, but the Egyptians were doing miserably, and that's why they were captured. "These aren't the old days anymore!"

"This is my camp Zandrea Reed, you will learn to hold your toungh and respect me. As you were." She then dismisses her campers, and we move on.

The Praetor's den was cold and unwelcoming, with a single bowl of JellyBeans. Percy, Annabeth, and I were released, and free to rub some feeling back into our wrists.

"Quiet a stunt you pulled out the Zandrea, and a risky one." Octavian says, poping a candy into his mouth. "Not a good move if we are to allie." Each of the Roman's nod.

I look at them, and they look back. Rage suddenly fills me. "Reyna, as a daughter of Bellona, you should know how the rules of war work. And you're right Octavian, it was a risky move, but I can pull it because, lets face it. We're all going to burn in this war because no one will forfite, not the Romans, and deffinetly not the Greeks, so in order to have this end with even a third of survivors, our two camps need to allie. And it's all riding on our shoulders." Jason, Reyna and Octaivian soak in what I have said, and what I'm implying.

Annabeth backs me up, "So as of now, we will not be allying on account of the rule breake."

"What if we send them back?" Reyna asks slowly, notg wanting to sound to egar, "What if we send our prisioners back?"

Percy pounders in this. "Then we can meet again, this time at our camp, and we can see."

Reyna appears to have a different idea as she shakes her head. "No. In two weeks time we will meet again. All 3 camps, and three different commities," Now she's deep in thought "That way we can all have a say in this." I am confused. Actualy I'm beyond confused. When has a Roman actually cared about others?

"What?" Percy asks, but he's ignored.

"One of the groups can be," she looks up, "purely about the war. Another one can be about the issue of prisoners. The last can be about the well being of the mortals."

Even Jason looks at her confused. "How do you figure? What if the Egyptian's decline the invintation."

Now Reyna smirks. "Who says its an invintation? If they don't come willingly... We'll think of a way."

The tense, attack-ready circle we all had been standing in before, now became a loose placment of working minds, and impaitent solutions. Now we all get to show off the reason the God's chose us to be the messangers. "How meany people are allowed from each camp?" I ask.

"Three groups, so three people. That sounds good." Octavian thinks aloud.

Reyna agrees, "Yes. One from each camp will be chosen to be in each commitie."

"Well the first question should be wich three people from the Egyptians. Obviously, we're all going to be there." Percy says.

"I know just the people." Jason says.

"Who?" I ask after he waits too long.

"A girls who's 15 named Shayley Cortez, a guy who looks to like a really mussculy 16 year old, named Walt, and another whimpy looking 15 year old named Carter Kane." Jason finishes.

We all nod and accept this. "So who's going to be in the groups?" I ask.

"I'll be in the war council," Jason offers, "With Zandrea because, well she's daughter of Ares, and that Walt kid should be in there with us." Reyna accepts this even though we all know she should be in there.

"I think I should be in the one about the mortals." States Percy.

"Yes, and I belive I will join you Percy Jakson." Octavian almost purrs. Ok, one thing I've learned for sure on this trip; stay away from the creepy child named Octavian.

"I think Sdaie Kane should join you." Jason says. He's the only one who has met them/delt with them, so he's really the only one who can say wich belongs where.

"That leaves Reyna, Shayley and I," Annabeth says, "On the council of prisoners." Again, we all nod excepting this.

"We are clear," Reyna starts, "That in two weeks, we will meet, and discuss these topics. Without anyone getting killed."

"Yeah." The other five of us mumble.

"Now all that's left is for you to put back the prisioners." Annabeth reminds them.

"That will be done as soon as you Graecus depart."

"Very well, then I suppose we will be on our way." Percy says.

XxX

Three hours later we were back on our home turf, and it was a relife.

As soon as we got back to our almost-destroyed camp, we had to go meet with Chiron and tell him the damge that had been done. He was pleased with the results, and told us to go back to our cabins. Percy was all alone in his, being the only son of Posiden, so he decided to go for a walk with Annabeth, who was in fact his girlfriend.

I went back to my cabin and was greated by all my brother and sisters. Chiron had asked us not to disclose what had happened, so even if I had wanted to, I wasn't able to tell when Clarise asked what had happened, and what the Roman camp was like.

Eventually it was time for curfew, the lights were turned off, and all of us demigod childeren were left to dream our little demigod dreams, wich wasn't as peacfull as it sounds.

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