Evelyn Greene Rolling in Deep Thoughts
Chapter 2- The Hostile Romans
Evelyn knew she couldn't dissolve into the past and had to move forward.
For every step she took toward the Roman army, she wanted to take two steps back…
She glanced apprehensively at her friends. There was Annabeth, looking cool and confident, though Evelyn knew better; Annabeth was probably having a nerve incision right now. Evelyn couldn't help but worry that Annabeth might do violent things to the Romans if they even touched her boyfriend.
In addition, the dream kept echoing in her mind: Your friends will bring the world in flames… Wisdom daughter walks alone. The Mark of Athena burns through Rome.
What if Annabeth might be the reason for the end of the world? Was it really a good move to bring her, then? Maybe, just maybe, they could've convinced her to stay at Camp Half-blood where she would be safe?
Even though Evelyn kept those thoughts to herself, she knew everyone needed Annabeth, whether they liked it or not. She has helped them with the Argo II, defeated monsters that threatened to decapitate them, came up with the best plan to refrain the Romans from killing the Greeks on sight, and even found a loophole in the parking of the ship, so it would hover and keep from touching Roman soil, as that eccentric armless god statue demanded…
After all, this was Annabeth they were talking about, the demigoddess would stop at nothing, and I mean nothing, to save Percy. She would probably sneak her way out of camp, fight her way through scores of monsters, piss off a few gods in the process, and kill anybody and anything in her way, all in order to find what she'd been looking for- Percy Jackson.
In the mist, twenty feet ahead, Evelyn saw a swipe of purple-praetor capes, as Jason explained. Steadily they make their way to the seemingly hostile Romans…
The Praetor and Jason were having a staring contest.
Jason lost, by speaking first. "I am Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, praetor, as you all know me."
The Romans glanced apprehensively at their old leader, like they thought his evil clone had appeared.
Evelyn couldn't believe it, no cheering, nothing… She could listen to their thoughts all day, and possibly they had some good reasons. But still, the poor guy has come home without being recognized. That was just plain mean and reminded her of other demigods that were never claimed, sullen and depressed.
When Annabeth snapped out of her trance, most likely from the architecture, she said, "We are the Greek demigods from Camp Half blood, who are here to unite the camps and overcome the next Great Prophecy. We are here with your leader, Jason, who has been with us for the past few months for this purpose. Right, Jason?"
Jason could only nod, his bright blue eyes mesmerized at the sight of Camp Jupiter.
Annabeth said," I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, we are here to discuss the prophecy."
The Romans still weren't responding, sneering at us as if we were pests that they were prepared to step on.
The female praetor, by what Evelyn could make of her, had dark hair allocated in a braid, which was as dark as her own but by far longer, had visibly stiffened. Evelyn really wanted to know what she was thinking; although when she tried using her powers, the connection was disabled.
Weird, huh?
The praetor girl must have either had experience with magic or was a god… Maybe she's a sister of mine, Evelyn thought. She knew based on the girl's aura, it was strong and powerful, but not godly.
Anyways, after the uncomfortable silence, Leo's ADHD brain probably couldn't handle much more, so he decided it was upon himself to speak, "We aren't that ugly, no need to personally combust our heads."
Leo wasn't much to look at with his curly hair and mischievous smile, but he had a really great sense of humor, though his jokes tended to be at the most serious moments, threatening him at times to get decapitated. Evelyn was seriously worried about his survival after their "little chat" with the Romans.
To save him from the million steely glares given, Evelyn decided to talk, thus directing all attention to herself. It did make her uncomfortable, but she was used to being judged and looked up on.
Even if she was only twelve, nearing the age of thirteen, Evelyn learned at a young age how to defend against attacks. With her brother by her side, she still had some childlike moments, like sticking her tongue out. After he died, it all went downhill. She did, however thought after the war, maybe she might be able to enjoy herself with her friends, but that was before all this had happened…
"Yes, Gaea is rising, so we now have much bigger problems than fighting amongst ourselves."
Suddenly a chill crept up Evelyn's neck. The Romans must have felt it too, because their ears flared, taking out their weapons as if ready to attack…
Piper said, using her charm speaking ability, "Stop!"
Before she could say anything else, let's just say everyone got an unwanted visitor.
Yay... Another chapter down... Notice- This chapter is edited.