-Camp Jupiter, Reyna-
I sat at my Praetor's desk, Argentum and Aurum snoring behind me. Stupid metal hounds. A new technology discovered by our new Greek allies came before my eyes: The Iris Message, or IM.
Percy stood there, except the old Percy was gone. He was goreous. And when I say gorgeous, I say that Venus would be all over him, if she wasn't already. His eyes were golden, and he stood in what looked like a conference room. Other people stood around him, but I couldn't make out their exact definitions.
"What's up, Percy?"
"The Forks coven's in. So is their werewolf pack."
I almost gave a sigh of relief. These people, if proven trustworthy, would be a great asset to our fight against Gaea.
"Good. What about their other allies?"
"Alice is checking now."
"Great. I have everyone that can do as much as wear armor sharpening their steel. We'll need all the help we can get. Right now most of the Greek campers are filtering through the borders. Terminus isn't happy, but he'll live."
He laughed, a sound like bells. "I'll bet he isn't. How about the Hunters? And the Amazons?"
"The Amazons are here, and the Hunters should be on their way."
"Good."
"Percy, if you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?"
His smile vanished. "I'll allow Annabeth to explain that." He explained, his smile returning as a girl about 15 with curly blonde hair and stormy eyes came into view. Definitely a daughter of Athena. Erm, Minerva. Whatever. In war the stupid facts aren't worth fussing over.
"Sure."
"I'm going to go hunt." He murmured to her, but I could still hear him. She nodded and he disappeared. Not like, just left, but literally disappeared. What had happened to our praetor?
Just a bit of an exposistion of what's going to happen. You know, minus the characters. So a setting expo... right. I still need more OC's!
~pugs~