A chapter a week as promised... One thing before we start. As I said last week I will be making an other fanfiction. I've narrowed it down and decided it will be about the TV show, The 100. This story will be on Wattpad rather than this website, mostly because I feel like it'll be a bit darker. If anyone's interested you can Private Message me or I can put some more information in an authors note like this. I don't know what the story will be called yet, but have an idea of the plot. Believe it or not, my name is SiennaLOVESpugs. Like this story it will be updated at least once a week.
Anyway enough of that. Hope you enjoy chapter 12!

Reyna (I felt like a change)

The camp looked like it had been long ago. Old camp fire burns scarred the grass. Tents that once housed soldiers, now cower on the floor. "So it wasn't such a good idea to come here. Told you we should have gone to MacDonalds instead," Thalia laughed but it sounded too nervous. She had been through more than half the hunters. Even before we got separated from the main group.
The past weeks had been tough. Monster I'd only ever heard about came at us in hordes. No half blood or hunter have tried to contact us or find us. And the Gods decided to have a family feud in the middle of it. We've had frost bite and sunburn. We've been drenched and tanned. What they were fighting about I don't know but this whole thing seems bigger than a fight over a pair of socks. We'd given up searching for the hunters a while ago. So I made the decision to go to Camp Jupiter. Now we're here, I felt thoroughly hopeless. They'd started to camp outside camp. This either meant disease, or that they were getting ready to defend the city. Whatever it was it wasn't good.
I felt, and probably looked, like I'd been dragged through a hedge backwards and thrown into a tumble dryer. Thalia however, still managed to look great. Her hair was messier than usual but it didn't look bad at all. She had a scar above her left eye. We'd cleaned it but had run out of ambrosia a few weeks ago. I think the scar makes her look kick-butt. (only phrase I could think of without swearing) She was still managed to make sarcastic jokes and think completely straight. I however, could not.

"You coming Praetor? We're not doing any good just standing here," She said looking back, about to step into the tunnel that lead to camp. I glared at her for using the nickname. "Whatever's happened here, isn't good," I whispered, still rooted to the same spot. "Well done Sherlock!" Thalia laughed, walking towards me. She placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know," she said much more softly ", but we aren't going to be able to help from here. Come on praetor, lets protect you're home." She grabbed my hand leading us towards the tunnel, the spear in the other. I smiled, she was good at inspiring people. This was and would always be my home. And I would protect it. I gripped my spear tighter. We were about to step into the darkness of the tunnel when I remembered something. "Wait," I said suddenly. "This is Camp Jupiter, these are Roman Soldiers. The areas around the camp will be trapped. I'd bet Aurum on it." Thalia thought for a second. "What if we just go through the front gate. Whats the chance they'll kill us?" I bit my lip. "It depends on whats happened. If its a war. The guards will have been ordered to kill anyone who doesn't look roman on site." Thalia looked down the tunnel.
"What if we use the tunnels?" She asked.
"I know all the traps. I know what they do, what they look like. I can probably disarm all them."
"Probably?" She raised an eyebrow.
"Hopefully."
"I have full faith in you Praetor," she bowed over dramatically, making sure to nudge me with her spear ",Lead the way."
"Come on Thunder." She punched my lightly in the arm, for the nickname.

We traveled down the tunnel, Thalia's spear the only light. She kept hold of my left hand, I ran my other along the wall. I could already feel the bruises coming. But better bruised than blown to bits. My eyes traveled the small bit of floor that Thalia's spear lit up. "Stop!" I nearly shouted. On the floor, only about a step a way from Thalia, an oval shaped piece of metal lay in weight. It had sharp metal teeth and glinted slightly as Thalia moved her sword. It was a bear trap, big enough to cut a soldier in full amour in half. "I nearly became a Kebab,"said Thalia instantly looking like she regretted it. "Oh gods I sound like Kelp head." I laughed, now used to her weird nicknames for other people, except for me. That was just annoying. "Right. We need to step around it carefully." We pushed our backs against the wall, gripping each other for support again. If one goes down, both go down. We shuffled past the large trap careful not to touch it. "There are probably some mo-" Thalia yelped and I felt myself being pulled into the trap with her. My feet kept slipping. Closer. Closer to the pit. I heard Thalia's shoes scuffing the edge of the wall as she tried to climb back. With each climb she would slip. Pulling me closer to the edge. If I fell we would both die. "Stop!" I yelled loud enough for her to hear over our heartbeats. "Just try and hold on!" I said between breaths. "What do you think I'm doing?" Came her unhelpful reply from down the hole. I hooked my hand round one of the bricks that made up the tunnel walls. My left hand disappearing down the hole to where Thalia was. I couldn't move any closer. "Thalia, How deep is it?" Her breathing was ragged, more from fear than anything else and her hand was sweating. "I- I- I don't know? Too deep," she said her voice cracking slightly. I had never seen her panic like this. I made sure my hold on the brick and her hand was secure. If we stayed like this neither of us would be be getting out this tunnel. "Thalia try and breathe. All right?" She was quite for a moment, so I continued talking. "We can get out of this and even if we can't I'm sure a member of the legion will be coming to check the tunnels soon." I realized I was rambling and stopped talking. "I'm not good at this comforting thing."
"No you're not," Thalia gave a strained laugh. I nearly let of the brick when I realized I'd said that aloud. The cave was nearly quite for a second, the sound of our breathing echoed making it sound like we were being watched. "I've got an idea." I said readjusting my grip on Thalia's hand. Thalia gave another strained laugh ",Well that's a relief for a moment I thought you were gonna let me die in this hole." I shook my head. "I would never leave you to die."

I started to move my leg. I'd never been the most flexible person but with a large amount of pain I got my foot resting on the same brick as my hand. My knee was right next to my face, one wrong move. I'd break my nose. Thalia would plummet to her death. The brick stuck out just enough so I could rest my foot on it. "Ready?" Thalia's voice echoed from inside the hole. It was weak and strained. "Yes. Lets do this Thunder." Thalia gave a weak laugh. I pushed my full body weight on the brick. My left hand and with it Thalia, came closer to the exit of the hole. Closer. Closer. Thalia's fingers grabbed the edge of the hole. Like a zombie from those old movies, she began to pull her self up with he right hand. One look at her left arm told my the shoulder was dislocated. The brick shifted slightly under my weight. I continued to help Thalia out of the hole. She was on her knees when the brick fell out from under my feet.

I slipped towards the hole. Instinctively I rolled on the my stomach. I let go of Thalia's hand and searched for something to grab. Stop me slipping into the hole. I felt something, cold metal and grabbed it. Pain shot through the palm of my hand. I stopped racing towards the hole. My hand held my into place. The pain was horrible. Worse than being stabbed. I was sure I was shouting. No tears, this pain was beyond tears. Thalia shuffled over to me, unable to get up because of her arm. I stopped shouting and tried to control my breathing. Thalia out her good arm on my shoulder looking at my hand. She cursed in ancient Greek. "Don't move. You don't want to see what's happened." I naturally ignored her and pushed myself up so I was in the same potion as her. Leaning on the good arm, bad one dangling uselessly in-front. Or for me it was caught in in front. My hand was sticking out of one of the spikes on the bear traps. The palm of my hand was facing down and the spike had gone straight through to the other side. A clean cut straight through the center of my hand. There wasn't to much blood but it was gruesome to look at. I couldn't move my fingers and even a small movement of my wrist was agonizing. The only thing keeping my alive was that spike. The second I took my hand out, if I could get it out, I would die of blood loss.

I breathed in and out. It was going to be fine. If anything Thalia could make it out. Even if that means my alone.

I opened my backpack with my good hand careful not to move too much. I pulled out a pack of aspirin. All we had left. I passed them to Thalia. "No," She said practically throwing them back at me. "All right then. Are going to try and put you're shoulder back in? Cause it'll hurt without painkiller."
"It'll hurt with painkiller and I'm not doing anything till you take some."
"Look I- It- there's- Its just-." Gods I sounded like an idiot. I took a deep breathe. "I don't need them. I'll die with or without them."
"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO DIE!" She shouted so loudly I would have covered my ears. "Not on my watch Praetor! Not now! Now take the stupid aspirin!" I took an aspirin because she looked like she would kill me herself if I didn't. "Another."
"But-" I protested.
"Please Reyna." I was scared to look up. Look at her begging. Here I was ready to die. Waiting for my blood to spill. And here she was begging my to stay. I wanted to stay but I couldn't pretend. Thalia knows. She's not stupid.
I took another.
"Thank you," she said. I looked up into her electric blue eyes and smiled. She was going to live. She deserved to live.

There were footsteps down the tunnel. Coming towards us. Anxiety shot up in my like a dragon wresting to burst free. The footsteps grew louder. Three people running towards us. The shortest holding a lantern. Making the tunnel appear a warm yellow rather than its usual cold black. Then I heard it, the familiar clank of armor. The thud of boots. "I saw them here, Praetor, in the pit." The running stopped and the lantern was brought slowly towards us till it reached Thalia and I. And out of the shadows stepped Hazel. Slightly taller. Definitely stronger. Hair frizzier. And still using that massive cavalry sword. She stepped closer to us. Looking at Thalia then to me, then to the bear trap.

"Reyna?"

Well that was fun! I really enjoyed writing from Reyna's prospective. I did do this chapter on 4 hours of sleep so excuse any mistakes. Tell me if you'd like to see this again cause I'd quite happily write it. I hope you enjoyed!