(A/N Hello fellow fan-fictioners. I am writing this Author's note just to use the word fan-fictioners. Thanks to musicalgirl4474 for the word. Enjoy the chapter.)
Hazel
It was just another day on guard duty. Frank and I practiced French and talked about stupid things.
Then I saw the gorgons.
"Frank look." I said.
They were chasing a boy who was carrying an old woman. They had the aura of gods.
"Shoot the gorgons not the boy." I yelled at him.
The boy probably thought Frank was aiming for him with the arrow.
"Wait." He shouted.
"Gotcha," One of the gorgons called just before Frank's arrow hit her in the head.
She recovered quickly and flew at us again as the boy reached the door.
"Thanks." The boy said. "Good shot."
"That should have killed her." Frank argued.
"Welcome to my world." The boy muttered.
By now I had decided he was not a god, but a demigod. He somehow had the stronger aura than I've ever seen with a demigod. Stronger than Jason.
"Frank," I said. "Get them inside, quick! Those are gorgons."
"Gorgons?" Frank squeaked. "Will the door hold them?"
The old woman in the boy's arms laughed. "No, no it won't. Onward Percy Jackson. Through the tunnel, over the river."
"Percy Jackson?" I asked. "Okay, you're obviously a demigod. But who's the-" I glanced at the old lady. "Never mind. Just get inside I'll hold them off."
"Hazel." Frank said. "Don't be crazy."
"Go!" I demanded.
It all happened so fast and the next thing I knew I was racing towards Frank and the boy Percy without a helmet and covered in scratches and 50% off stickers.
"I slowed them down." I said.
I was so exhausted I barely heard Frank say something about a river and the old lady agreeing with him.
"Go Hazel." Frank said to me. "Escort Percy so the sentries don't shoot him. It's my turn to hold off the baddies."
I nodded and wadded into the river. Percy hesitated and he and the old lady spoke a few words to each other.
"Percy, come on!" I yelled.
We got across the river and Percy put the old lady down.
I smiled at him then saw Frank. "Frank!" I screamed.
The gorgons had him by either arm. He screamed in pain as the claws dug into him.
The sentries yelled, but I knew they couldn't shoot the gorgons without killing Frank.
Percy thrust out his arms. The river surged and giant whirlpools formed on either side of Frank. Giant water hands appeared and mimicked Percy's movements. The gorgons dropped Frank and the giant water hands grabbed them. They were smashed into the river. As soon as the current calmed I waded in and helped Frank out.
We all stared at Percy. Even Frank and I.
"Well that was a lovely trip." The old lady said. "Thank you, Percy Jackson, for bringing me to Camp Jupiter."
Someone made a choking sound and I turned to see Reyna say, "Percy… Jackson?"
She looked afraid for the first time ever. She seemed like Percy Jackson was someone to have nightmares about.
"Oh, yes." The old lady said. "You'll have such fun together."
She changed form and I now recognized her.
All the kids knelt.
"Juno." I said and Frank and I knelt as well.
Percy was standing.
"Juno, huh?" he said. "If I passed your test, can I have my memory and my life back?"
What was he doing? I was sure Juno was going to kill him, but she smiled.
"In time, Percy Jackson, if you succeed here at camp. You've done well today, which is a good start. Perhaps there's hope for you yet." She turned towards us. "Romans, I present to you the son of Neptune. For months he has been slumbering, but now he is awake. His fate is in your hands. The Feast of Fortuna come quickly, and Death must be unleashed if you are to stand any hope in the battle. Do not fail me."
She shimmered and disappeared. Percy looked at us and seemed as confused as I was.
I thought about and then heard Reyna say, "I am Reyna, praetor of the Twelfth Legion. And… no, I don't know you."
That was a lie. Reyna didn't lie.
Who was this boy that could control rivers, stand up to gods and not get blasted to pieces, and get the noble praetor to lie?
So I decided Percy Jackson is remarkable.
Percy and I were leaving the temple. I was fed up with Octavian.
"Afraid of that skinny little guy?" Percy asked.
"Don' underestimate him. Reyna's not so bad by herself, but if Octavian shares her power…" I shuddered. "Let's go see my brother. He'll want to meet you."
We walked to my father's temple and standing there was indeed my brother.
"Hey," I called. "I've brought a friend."
Nico turned around to face us. He looked shocked when he saw Percy. The son of Pluto looked afraid.
"This is Percy Jackson," Hazel said. "He's a good guy. Percy, this is my brother, the son of Pluto."
He calmed down. "Pleased to meet you," he said. "I'm Nico di Angelo."
Fast forward to when Percy and Frank have left.
"You know him, don't you?" I said.
"Percy Jackson." He said the name like an incantation. "Hazel, I have to be careful what I say. Important things are at work here. Some secrets need to stay secret. You of all people- you should understand that."
My cheeks felt hot. "But he's not like… like me?"
"No," Nico said. "I'm sorry I can't tell you more. I can't interfere. Percy has to find his own way at this camp.
"Is he dangerous?" I asked.
Nico smiled. "Very. To his enemies. But he's not a threat to Camp Jupiter. You can trust him."
So I decided Percy Jackson is trustworthy.
We playing war games.
"Percy," Franks said. "Now would be good."
"Open wide, losers" Someone on the wall said.
KA-BOOM!
Frank shot his hydra arrow.
"Go!" He said.
Percy grinned. "You first, Frank. This is your party."
Frank climbed up and I climbed up after him.
"Well?" I heard Frank scream. "Attack!"
The rest of the attacking team spread the cry.
"Fun," Percy said.
A battle cry went up from the edge of the battle field.
"A little late," I grumbled.
"We can't let them get the banners." Frank said.
"No," Percy agreed. "Those are ours."
We attacked with no more talk and the whole time I kept an eye on Percy. Not that I was worried about him, but his fighting style was amazing.
He slashed instead of stabbing and whacked people with the flat of his blade.
I heard Octavian screaming for the First Cohort to stand their ground, but Percy somersaulted over a line of shields and slammed the butt of his sword into Octavian's head. Needless to say Octavian collapsed.
I climbed onto Hannibal the elephant's back.
"Let's go, slowpokes!" I called and Percy and Frank quickly joined me.
The inner keep was nearly unguarded and the standard-bearers had propped the banners against the wall. They were currently playing a game my brother liked.
They fell out of their chairs and Percy and Frank quickly disarmed them, got the banners, and joined me on Hannibal's back.
As we rode out my thoughts were on Percy. Where had he learned to fight like that?
So I decided Percy Jackson is a warrior.
