SOSOSO sorry about the huge wait- I've been behind on homework and stuff. I think maybe two chapters every other day is a good schedule to start following. Thanks for your patience! (:

III Jason

Jason didn't know what had been worse: waking up with no memory and no idea how he'd gotten there, or walking back to Camp Jupiter with about two hundred angry Romans glaring up at him.

Annabeth, Leo and Piper had all insisted that Jason should go first, since "everyone" at Camp Jupiter was his "friend". Yeah, right. They hadn't met Octavian.

Jason took a deep breath and stepped out to face the sea of scowling helmeted faces.

Echoing gasps spread through the crowd to greet Jason.

"Jason!" a hauntingly familiar voice rang out. Reyna.

Before Jason could say something really heartfelt and meaningful, like "hi", Leo poked his head over Jason's shoulder.

"So, are they killing us, or what?" He probably hadn't meant to say it so loud.

An enraged screaming voice became audible as a certain aurgur ran up to the crowd.

Annabeth and Piper had walked out onto the field, too. Piper tapped Jason's shoulder uncertainly. "Does...that guy have a teddy bear?"

"FILTHY GRACEI- LEGINONARES- WE MUST ATTACK- KILL THEM- PROTEST NEW ROME-INVADERS-"

"Octavian," Annabeth gasped at the sound of this voice.

"HOW DARE THEY- PREATORS- WE MUST ATTACK NOW-

"Octavian."

"NOS VANDUM ATTERO VOS GRACEI- EGO MOS NON STO HUIC- VOS PALLENS, BARDUS, CONIURATUS PERVASOR-"

"OCTAVIAN!"

"WHAT?"

"Shut up."

Jason located the two speakers, Octavian-his bright red face a rare pleasure- and a guy Jason's age with black hair and sea-green eyes, who was wearing a purple preators' toga- Jason's toga- and a crooked grin that strongly reminded Jason of Leo. It had to be Percy Jackson.

IV Hazel

Hazel's life was way beyond messed up. She'd died in Alaska seventy years ago, then been brought back to life by her half-brother Nico (who had recently been captured by Mother Earth's demon army). She'd just gotten back from a quest to save Death, who had been in Alaska, exactly where she'd lived after moving away from her almost-boyfriend Sammy Valdez, whose near-clone had just shown up on a flying warship, most likely to go on another quest with Hazel and a bunch of other demigods. Fun.

Worried thoughts were still bouncing around in Hazel's mind as the ship landed in the field.

"You ready, Hazel?" Frank asked from next to her. Frank. Another confusing factor in her insane life. She felt guilty just standing next to him, and she wasn't really sure why. She liked Frank...Like, a lot. That'd be simple enough for any other girl on the planet, Just ask the guy out already!

But no, Hazel's sorta-maybe-but-he's-dead-now-boyfriend's zombie clone/grandson had to show up- how's that for a love triangle?

"Hazel?" said Frank uncertainly.

"I'm fine." Hazel took a deep breath. "Let's go meet the Greeks."

Jason was the first one off the ship. It was really good to see him again; Hazel had missed him just as much as everyone else had. Hazel excepted him to start talking, but instead, three more demigods followed him off the ship. The whole camp just stared at them. Hazel really wanted to yell "A-kward!"

She looked at the other demigods: a girl with curly blonde hair and a navy-blue baseball cap in her pocket, another girl with choppy, dark hair and a Native American sort of look to her, and, of course, Sammy Valdez's spitting image. Hazel had missed Sammy a lot more than she'd realized, but she was honestly sort of scared that his clone had showed up now-Why was she so worried- but what if he was different- well, honestly, of course he'd be, he was a completely different person- but what if he wasn't- what if he was too much like Sammy- but he wouldn't remember her- but she would remember him-

A sharp glint caught her eye and she noticed small diamonds and sapphires littering the ground. Caught up in the fleeting moment of silence coated in tension, Hazel really, really wished she were not a demigod.