A/N (I recommend reading this): I'm going to MAKE THIS CLEAR. Just like I mention on my bio page about every other fanfiction I done: I DON'T OWN THE PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIAN SERIES OR IT'S CHARACTERS as the rights goes to Rick Rioran. Also I suggest you guys start paying attention to the Author notes and my warnings that I left on EVERY chapter of EVERY story.
Sorry if this chapter is too much like the book.
Due to the limited number of characters posted, I'm forced to post only the names of the characters telling their tales in this story. When I get to the House of Hades and Blood of Olympus, I'll list off the first four characters listed in the order they tell their tales. I'll post the pairings if the two of the four characters listed are a pair. Other than that, the Pairings stay the same for this story.
Jason x Piper
Percy x Annabeth
Frank x Hazel
Leo X Calypso
If you haven't figured it out, each of the members of the Prophecy of Seven practically has a position. Keep in mind in the original series Juno started this when she told Percy he was the glue that holds the group together, so I thought to give the rest a title. But no matter what title they have they still depend on each other. Titles will be added for some as the series continue
Jason: Leader of the Group and co-Pontifex (Priest)
Piper: Peacekeeper
Leo: Mechanic, Admiral, and Seventh Wheel (by Nemesis)
Percy: Glue that holds everyone together and co-Pontifex (Priest)
Hazel: Mist Manipulator
Frank: Muscles and Praetor
Annabeth: Battle Strategist and Consultant
Lastly I want to make clear that once 'The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus' is done I won't start immediately on 'The tales of...' version of the Trials of Apollo until that part of the Percy Jackson series is done. Just as I waited for the end of the Blood of Olympus to start 'The Tales of...' series. By waiting until that series ends, it might help me come up with something to add to it.
Warning: Certain ancient Greek names matches words use of foul language but no foul language was intentionally used. Also I dropped the '& the Olympians' in 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians' as well as replaced the '&' with ':' in the short stories of that part of the series. So if you haven't read them yet read before reading this story as stuff that happened in them will be mentioned:
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Early Adventures
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Lightning Thief
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Sea of Monsters
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Titan's Curse
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Magical Labyrinth
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Stolen Chariot
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Sword of Hades
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Bronze Dragon
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Last Olympian
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Staff of Hermes
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Lost Hero
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Quest for Buford
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Mark of Athena
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The House of Hades
Lastly, any one who wants to do a Demigods and Olympian reads story using 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon' is allowed as long as you inform me about it.
Full Summary of this chapter: With Reyna Calypso Nico and Hedge taking the Athena's Parthenos back to camp half-blood and the Argo II racing to Athens for the battle against the giants, its a race against time to save the world and both camps. The only problem is that Gaea is trying everything in her power to stop the one thing that could stop her plans and get the blood of a male and female demigod she needs to wake up. Told in the tales of Nico, Reyna, Piper, Leo, and Jason
Reyna's POV Part IX
"Turn back!" I yelled as I wasn't keen about getting shot out of the sky (although it sounds wrong giving orders to the lord of Pegasus).
As we approached Camp Half-Blood in the predawn hours of August 1st, I spotted six Roman onagers. Even in the dark, their Imperial gold plating glinted. Their massive throwing arms bent back like ship masts listing in a storm. Crews of artillerist scurried around the machines, loading the slings, checking the torsion of the ropes.
"What are those?" Nico called as he rode on Blackjack. I was riding on Lord Pegasus (who for some reason allowed me to ride him). Calypso was on Porkey. Coach hedge was on Guido. Us and three more Pegasus was carrying the Athena Parthenos by cables.
"Siege weapons, "I said. "If we get any closer, they can shoot us out of the sky."
"From this high up?"
"Those are onagers, kid!" Coach Hedge yelled from Guido. "Those things can kick higher than Bruce Lee."
"I heard of them, but I have to say, this is the first time I seen one," Calypso said.
"Lord Pegauss," I said. "we need a safe place to land."
Fortunately he seem to understand and wheeled to the left. The other Pegasus followed him.
As they skirte the western edge of camp, I took in the scene. The legion lined the base of the eastern hills, ready for a dawn attack. The onagers were arrayed behind them in a loose semicircle at three-hundred-yard intervals. Judging from the size of the weapons, I calculated that Octavian had enough firepower to destroy every living thing in the valley.
I just wish that was the only threat we have to deal with. Encamped along the legion's flanks were hundreds of auxilia forces. I couldn't see well in the dark, but I spotted at least one tribe of wild centaurs and an army of cynocephali, the dog-headed men who'd made an uneasy truce with the legion centuries ago. The Romans were badly outnumbered, surrounded by a sea of unreliable allies.
"Percy once told me Camp Half-Blood has some Trireme docked along the beaches of the camp," Calypso advised. "Maybe we can land there."
"That's actually a good idea," Nico said. "The Greeks don't fear Poseidon the way the Romans fear Neptune so they should still have control over it."
Pegasus snorted and flew toward the beach. We reached a large trireme that was a quarter mile from the shore. Fortunately it was big enough for us to land the Athena Parthenos before we landed as well.
I dismounted. As I had two days ago, when I first met Pegasus, I knelt before the horse.
"Thank you, great one."
Pegasus spread his wings and inclined his head.
Even now, after flying halfway up the East Coast together, I could scarcely believe the immortal horse allowed me to ride him.
I had always pictured him as a solid white with dove-like wings, but Pegasus' coat was rich brown, molted with red and gold around the muzzle—which Hedge claimed were the marks where the stallion had emerged from the blood and ichor of his beheaded mother, Medusa. Pegasus' wings were the colors of an eagle's—gold, white, brown, and rust—which made him look much more handsome and regal than plain white. He was the color of all horses, representing all his offspring.
Lord Pegasus nickered.
Hedge trotted over to translate. "Pegasus says he should leave before the shooting starts. His life force connects all pegasi, see, so if he gets injured, all winged horses feel his pain. That's why he doesn't get out much. He's immortal, but his offspring aren't. He doesn't want them to suffer on his account."
As Coach Hedge said that, I realized that Pegasus was much like Percy. Despite the two being two separate species, they had the same personality. I know they're sons of Poseidon, but I expected there be some differences.
Coach Hedge continued translating. "He's asked the other horses to stay with us, to help us complete our mission."
"I understand," I said. "Thank you."
Pegasus whinnied.
Hedge's eyes widened. He choked back a sob, then fished a handkerchief out of his backpack and dabbed his eyes.
"Coach?" Nico frowned with concern. "What did Pegasus say?"
"He—he says he didn't come to us in person because of my message." Hedge turned to Reyna. "He did it because of you. He experiences the feelings of all winged horses. He followed your friendship with Scipoio. Pegasus says the only other demigod who came close to touch him with their compassion for a winged horse is his half-brother Percy."
Blackjack nickered in agreement in agreement.
"Because of it, he gives you, Reyna, the title of Horse Friend," Hedge said.
"Reyna—that's a great honor," Calypso said. "Congratulations."
My eyes stung. I bowed my head. "Thank you, lord."
Pegasus pawed the deck. Blackjack and his winged friends whinnied in salute. Then their sire launched himself upward and spiraled into the night.
Hedge stared at the clouds in amazement. "Pegasus hasn't shown himself in hundreds of years." He patted me on the back. "You did good, Roman."
I didn't feel like I deserve credit for putting Scipio through so much suffering, but I forced down my feelings of guilt.
"Maybe we should check to see if there are any Greek demigods here," Calypso said.
"Already ahead of you," Nico said. "There are three mortal demigod souls on this ship."
"Maybe one of us should go down there to let them know there's no threat on the ship," Calypso said.
"I'll go," Nico said. "If these are the demigods I think they are, one of them could be of good use for us."
"Go find them," I said. "But by foot. With Romans staging an attack, they might be on edge already and probably will attack you by accident if you shadow travel down there."
Nico nodded and headed down below decks.
"So, as s soon as Nico comes with our backup, we go ashore, and I go see my wife!"
I wish it was that simple as I scan the horizon. Another Greek trireme patrolled just offshore, but it didn't seem to have noticed our arrival, or else there would be alarms going off and movement along the beach.
I caught a glimpse of silver wake in the moonlight, a half-mile to the west. A black motorboat was speeding toward us with no running lights. Glinting on the boat's prow was a laurel wreath design with the letters SPQR.
"The legion has sent a welcoming committee."
Calypso look toward where I was looking. "I thought Nico said the Romans don't have a navy."
"We didn't," I said. "Apparently Octavian has been busier than I realized."
But before I could see who was coming, something fired from one of the openings bellow—a pouch of some sort that seem to have fired from Potato gun. Whatever it was, it hit the boat and at first nothing happened.
Then the three people jumped out of the boat as it started smoking. Not too long later there was a explosion of Green flames—greek fire.
The Romans survived the blast, but one of them were knocked out unconscious as the other two tried to swim him to ashore.
"What just happened?" I asked.
"Beckendorf fired a pouch full of greek fire from a potato gun," said a new voice.
I turned to see a skinny man wearing greek armor that hung loosely from his body and a sword strap to his side. But what stood him out was the fact that under his helmet I could see an eye patch.
"My name is Ethan Nakamura son of Nemesis," he said. "And if it wasn't for the fact you just delivered the Athena Parthenos onto this ship, you would already be dead."
A/N: That's right, I assign a few more hands to help Reyna deliver the statue and Nico sabotage the Onagers. Leila and Dakota were on the boat with Michael Kahale, but they're okay.