"Hey, get up," a voice said. The voice grabbed me and pulled from the void that engulfed. Light poured through my eyes, sounds and smells returning to my senses. It was then I noticed the voice was feminine, soft yet brute, somehow.

With the returning senses, I felt something. The ground; cement, wet, it was raining. Ringing in my ears started to lessen.

"I said get up," the voice barked now; commanded. My eyes lifted open, slowly. Something came into view, like copper, mixing with the black sky of night.

Night, it was night out. Someone kneeled above me, a girl.

"Reyna," I murmured. Indeed, above me was the goddess of Rome herself. Her raven hair tied in a braid over her right shoulder.

"How do you know my name?" she asked.

Oh, right, time travel. Chronos had done it, but I guess I forgot to mention how far back, exactly. Apparently I was going to have to play this out until I learn what era I'm in.

"Duh-uh, who doesn't," I replied, as smooth as possible. She eyed me suspiciously. My head and legs hurt; apparently time travel had paid its toll.

"Could I- uh, could I have some help up?" I asked. She sighed before offering me her hand. I latched on and yanked myself. However, I fell back as fast as I had gotten up. Pain surged through my leg, and I suppressed a cry of pain.

Not in front of the girl I thought. This time, I pulled myself up.

"Are you ok?" she questioned, studying me. I nodded, then began to walk (limp) forwards. She watched me as we walked, it was unsettling.

I didn't know where to go. I couldn't go to the ship, as it hadn't arrived. I couldn't go to any of the barracks, seeing as how no one knew me.

"So what barrack do you reside in?" Reyna finally turned away, striding forward. Yup, right on cue.

"Um, I'm sort of new, you could say" I chuckled. It hurt my rib cage. She looked back at me, as if to decide I was enemy or ally. I wasn't surprised, Reyna was never the rust worthy type, and I wonder how I had gotten this far. She wasn't about to let me out of her sights. A distraction would suffice, if a distraction could be made.

Turning away from her, I tried to light a fire in my hand, but to no avail. Any tiny spark I could muster was put out by the rain.

"Damn you Zeus," I muttered under my breath. A loud clap of thunder, followed by a few flashes of lightning streaked the sky. Out of the corner of my eye, I swear I saw Reyna recoil at the sky's intrusion. I simply kept on walking (limping) my way towards a distraction. Nothing came into sight.

"So where do you live?" Reyna asked. I studied the surroundings, trying to pick out a possible homestead for myself.

"A ship," I reluctantly replied. She again eyed me. "It's suspended high enough above New Rome no one can see it," I told her. It was the best thing I could think of at the moment. She was springing these questions on me faster than my brain could process answers!

I quickly turned and dashed towards a darkened alley. I had to lose her for the time being. My legs felt like they were being melted by the heat of Hades. I continued, nonetheless, latching myself onto a ladder going up to a roof.

"Hey! Stop!" Reyna yelled behind me. Using the energy I had, I melted the metal, allowing the bottom half of the ladder to drop. Reyna quickly jumped and grabbed the last bar still suspended. As she struggled to pull herself up, I crawled on top the building. I pulled the one thing I needed from one of the pockets on my belt; ambrosia. I ate it down, and stood, allowing the warm sensation to spread. I began to run as fast as I could.

Of course any normal person would think that there's nowhere to go, I'm stuck.

A demigod would think that I could just hop from building to building, no problem. However, there were no buildings in range at the moment. And of course, with my luck, Reyna had managed to pull herself atop the roof. She drew her sword and walked steadily towards me.

And now is the time to tell you what I'd do at this kind of moment. I picked up the nearest weapon I could find (a pipe) and stood my ground. Reyna laughed at my gesture.

So I threw the pipe. After having seared the pipe to an intense heat, and muttering 'sorry Reyna' to myself, I threw it at her legs. She quickly jumped out of the way, but with the few moments I had of her not watching me, I jumped…

…Over the side into a dumpster. It smelled of rotten banana, and sour milk, but it was a safe haven.

I threw myself over the side and fell onto the wet pavement once again. Forcing my legs to work, I got up and began to run as fast as gravity would let me.

I groaned as I awoke that morning. After running for ten minutes that night, I had stopped to rest in a pile of boxes in an alley. Guess I overslept.

I heard a lot of hustle and bustle on the streets. People in groups of tens to twenties were all heading in one direction. I lazily pulled myself up and followed. After walking for five minutes, I reached the one place I really didn't want to be; the landing of the Argo II.

"Shit," I said to myself. The occupants were already de-boarding, Jason leading.

At that moment, everything froze. Jason stood completely still, and the crowd of New Rome remained silent and stationary. A bright streak of lightning then smashed the stone walk ways. A circle, no more than a meter in diameter shined where the lightning had struck. An old man stood in the shining circle.

"Chronos?" I asked.

"Ah, hello my boy, just came to brush up a few things," he said, walking past me. Chronos boarded the ship, and then returned with ME under his arm. I was like a plank, completely stiff, as Chronos carried me like a package.

"Thought this might help you're quest," he said. "A direct request from Hera, actually. She's clever, that one, reminds me of my youth," the raggedy old man placed himself back into the circle. He waved; yelling 'good luck' then vanished. Slowly, everything began to start up again.

"You!" someone yelled. I turned to see Reyna shoving through the crowd towards me. Just as she was about to draw her sword, I said: "It's a marvel isn't it?"

She looked at me, confused. "What?" she said.

"It's a marvel, the ship. I admire the engineer who built it," I replied. She pushed her blade back into her sheath.

"I have to go, but I want you to know that I am watching you," she returned to the crowd.

She's watching me? Isn't that what I dreamed about? I guess, but, rather not in this sense. This was also going to make it hard to move around. The ball thing is in ten days, that's when Luke is going to try and assassinate her. I had made it easy for him last time, bringing Reyna out in the open. But now, she's probably going to be somewhere important, with plenty of eyes on her. It still makes you wonder how he got through the security of New Rome. But that won't matter so long as he dies in the end.

I looked around, trying to find something to pass the time. I remember that there is a war game tonight. That'll be fun, especially if you're a guy who can predict the future! Nonetheless, keeping a low profile would be best in this situation.

"I'm gonna go get some pancakes," I proclaimed. And that I did; a five stack with butter, blueberries, chocolate chips and maple syrup. It was there I saw Reyna sitting on a bar stool eating a six stack. As creepy as this may sound, I watched intently. It's both amazing and demeaning how she out does me in most masculine ways.

"I guess you weren't lying when you said you'd follow me," I said with a smirk. She spun on the bar stool to face me, a completely solemn expression.

"Is there something wrong with wanting pancakes at ten A.M.?" she asked.

"I guess not," I said. She nodded, then walked out the door. I chuckled to myself, realizing that I can't figure out if she has changed or hasn't changed. Of course she hasn't changed because I'm in the past, but I noticed that perhaps she did change. Like the first time we did this, she was nicer. And now I'm restarting, like having died on a high level and am restarting at the beginning. But of course, I'm able to anticipate what's to come.

I got up, and walked out myself.

It was a bright day, contrary to the bleak night yesterday. I saw Reyna sitting on a park bench, petting her two little monster dogs. I thought of walking over and making a move, but acted against it. I'm cockier now, having got her once, I'm assuming I can do it again.

I did wonder if this quest might affect the future completely. Like one of those things where the slightest action can change the future drastically. I probably should've gotten more information on this time travel deal before actually going through with it. Although after uttering the words 'save the world' I was immediately sent here. Obviously he thought sending Percy and Annabeth with me was too much trouble. Although at least letting me say goodbye would have been a nice gesture.

Then I noticed something. Extreme Paintball. I remember that, supposedly our first date, at least to me. Those bruises were there for at least a few days. Actually, I lifted my shirt and, sure enough, they're still there. Oh well, couldn't hurt to play another round. But, as I made my way for the entrance, I bumped into something. Reyna stepped back a few steps, then looked at me.

"You're not seriously considering entering this arena are you?"

"Yeah, I've played before" I retorted. She rolled her eyes, and walked in. I followed, thinking that this was going to be a good game.

The infirmary was a hell of a place. They used something similar to ambrosia, but not quite the same. The doctor told me I only had a few minor fractures that can be mended no problem. I'd have to rest for a couple days though.

I groaned, a cold feeling coursing through my body. This was the ambrosia they used. It worked, but it was like a painkiller. It dulled my senses. The room started to spin slightly, my arms felt as heavy as steel. My eye lids tried to close like automatic door with a jam. I tried holding them open as long as I could. But after a few minutes, I gave in, and let the sweet serenity of darkness engulf me.

Thank you for waiting so long.