Even though Reyna knew that Hedge would be walking through the door at any moment, she still gripped her sword handle and expected the worst when the door opened. It took a moment for Hedge to practically fall inside the cabin. Another Faun, well Satyr, followed him inside.

The baggy hat covering the head of the Faun was the first thing that Reyna noticed. Her eyes trailed down to the brown hair and then brown eyes that belonged to the Faun who had decided to mock her name when they first met. Grover Underwood looked at her and spoke, "Reyna. It's a good thing you're here."

"It's suppose to be my vacation," Reyna said with a shrug. Another woman walked into the room. She had an elfish face and wispy hair. Reyna had seen her around a few times, especially near the forest. Grover spoke, "This is Juniper."

"That's your girlfriend, right?" Reyna asked. She vaguely remembered seeing Grover and his girlfriend after the demigods united and put Gaea back in the dirt. Granted, Percy decided to introduce Reyna to literally everyone in the camp, so a lot of names and faces got mixed together, if she even remembered them at all. Reyna did remember Percy and Grove hugging each other for so long it was almost uncomfortable.

"My wife now, actually," Grover said with a smile. Juniper kissed him on the cheek and closed the door behind her. Reyna sat back on the table and looked at the three people in front of her. Two Fauns and whatever Juniper was stood by her. It was all of them against every single camper at Camp Half-Blood. Reyna didn't like their chances.

Reyna looked down at the ground and at the backpack by her feet. All of her things had already been in the backpack, so it was just a matter of darting back to Athena's cabin, grabbing the backpack, and darting back to Tyche's cabin without any of the demigods seeing her. It didn't seem to matter though, as they were solely focused on building their altar.

"All of the other wood nymphs are keeping an eye on everything, but there's nothing we can do. I've seen those women,and magic just flows off of them," Juniper reported. She studied Reyna. "You're not under their spell. How?"

"It affects those of Greek blood, and our Roman friend doesn't have to struggle with that," Hedge said. He frowned. "We aren't either, but we're Greek creatures. I can't figure that one out."

"Well, we are creatures and not demigods. We don't have the blood of the gods running through our veins," Grover said. He looked at Reyna. "Why are you spared? I thought we fixed the gods and their split personality."

"My mother doesn't have a Greek equivalent," Reyna said with a shrug. "We don't even know what these creatures are."

"They're Sirens," Juniper said. Reyna glanced up at her. "I overheard them talking near my tree. The one who talked the most said that the Sirens will have their wish fulfilled. They just had to keep singing."

"Sirens are not like that," Reyna argued. "As far as I understand, they stay in the ocean, in the Sea of Monsters, and catch any sailors who come near. Their singing causes you to see what your heart desires most. They don't march on into Camp Half-Blood, start singing, and have the entire camp enthralled."

"Well, it's happening now," Hedge said. Reyna sighed and tried to think. She reached into her backpack and pulled out a handbook. It was the size of a hundred page novel and covered all of the monsters of the Roman world. She flipped to the page about Sirens and studied it.

Romans really weren't sailors, which mean there wasn't much about Sirens. The handbook stated that Sirens were found in the Sea of Monsters and caused sailors to see what their heart desired most, to draw them into the water. And, none of that information was going to help her now.

"We tried sending an Iris message earlier, but the coin just went through," Grover said. He shook his head. "We're cut off and alone. What should we do?"

"They don't know that we are here, so we have the element of surprise. I say we find those Sirens and send them back to the ocean," Hedge said. He lifted his club. Reyna shook her head and stared at the ground. There was no way they could just walk up to the Sirens, if that was even what they were, and take them out. The Sirens would have protection of all of the Greeks. They would need to reduce the protection.

"We need a war plan," Reyna muttered. She leaned on the table and glanced down at the sword at her side. Her gaze moved back to Hedge. "We had one from Camp Jupiter."

"War plan from Camp Jupiter?" Hedge asked. He paced around and looked at Reyna. "No offense, Roman. I just don't think that crazy little Oracle of yours came up with a plan that could even touch Camp Half-Blood."

"An Augur," Reyna corrected. "Oracles are always female. Never mind actually. Do you have a plan that doesn't involve rushing at the Sirens and hoping for the best?"

"I could throw my club at them," Hedge replied. Reyna sighed and glared down at the ground. She waited for Hedge to turn his attention to Grover and get into a conversation with him. It sounded like Hedge was trying to sell his club throwing idea to his fellow Faun. Neither of them were looking at her, and Juniper seemed enthralled by Hedges' very extreme hand motions.

Reyna slowly grabbed her sword and slid it out of her sheathe. While it was true that all Romans were issued the same sword, it was only officers who received a sword that could turn into a javelin, and it was usually presented to them by their godly parent. Reyna was an exception, but that was a topic for another day. Jason's former sword allowed him to control lightning easier and even rest a reserve inside the sword itself. The praetor before Reyna had been able to just summon poisons onto his sword. Reyna's sword wasn't as cool, but it was much more practical.

She flipped the sword in her hands and watched it turn into a javelin. Reyna ran her thumb across the tip of the javelin, gently cutting into her skin. As her thumb started to trickle out blood, she ran the same thumb across the bottom of her javelin, making a full circle.

Reyna watched her blood form a thin line around the bottom of her javelin and instantly dry to it. She unscrewed the end of the javelin and pulled out a tightly bundled roll of papers. After putting it on the table and screwing the cap of her javelin back on, she wiped the blood from it. When Reyna was satisfied that the bottom of her javelin wouldn't go flying off anytime soon, she flipped the javelin back into a sword and slid it back into her sheath.

Reyna gently opened the bundle of papers on the table and spread out the papers. She studied the hand drawn map of Camp Half-Blood that was actually pretty accurate. Some buildings were out of place, but considering it was made just from the memory of words, she was proud of it. The rest of the papers detailed the amount of troops Camp Half-Blood would have, along with ways to hinder the camp.

"I didn't know Romans could pull paper out of thin air," Hedge commented. Reyna glanced up and watched the three walk towards her. Hedge studied the paper. "It looks detailed. Was this that Oracle's plan?"

"Octavian couldn't even plan out war games properly," Reyna answered. Her eyes studied her handwriting. Hedge slowly looked at her. His eyes narrowed. "I wouldn't be a proper Roman without a plan."

"When did you make this?" Grover asked. Hedge crossed his arms angrily, like he was upset that Reyna made a plan to attack Camp Half-Blood. The Greeks struck first, even if they didn't mean to. Reyna wouldn't be a great praetor if she hadn't been thinking of her people first.

"The night before I agreed to help you," Reyna said. She looked up at the two Fauns. "If we were going to war, there was no way I would allow Octavian to make a plan that would have killed more Romans than Greeks. It's in the past though. I only kept this as a precaution, but there is no way that anyone could have access to it. I promise that I haven't planned to invade Camp Half-Blood since."

"Better not," Hedge grumbled. He studied the papers. Reyna gave him a look. She finally rolled her eyes and focused down on the paper. "Got anything else to add to the plan?"

"Find Chiron and Rachel," Reyna said. She crossed her arms. "Try to find out if these women are actually Sirens and where they came from. We should also cut off the armory, in case we are caught. The next thing would be medical supplies from the infirmary. Then, we try to isolate someone and see if we can snap them out of this."

"I'll get my club ready," Hedge said. Reyna exchanged a look with Juniper. She then focused back on the map and slowly started to add some of the cabins to it. Her hand suddenly froze. What if this wasn't isolated to Camp Half-Blood? What if Camp Jupiter was affected as well? "You okay, Roman?"

"I'm just worried that this isn't an isolated incident," Reyna said. She closed her eyes. "We need someone to leave this camp and send a message to Camp Jupiter. Maybe, the Hunters of Diana are nearby."

"I'll go," Juniper volunteered. Grover looked like he wanted to argue, but Juniper grabbed his arm. "I'll take some of my berries with me, and I will be back as soon as possible."

"Send a message to Thalia Grace of the Hunters of Diana. Then, send one to Frank Zhang of Camp Jupiter. Let them know what it going on," Reyna ordered. Juniper nodded. Reyna noticed that both Fauns were paying attention to her, and she soon realized that she was the leader of this little ragtag group. She wasn't too surprised, but it felt odd that they were so willing to trust an outsider. "And stay safe, Juniper."

"I will," Juniper promised. Grover pulled her into a tight hug. Reyna slowly looked up at Hedge, and he nodded to her.

"I'll lock out the armor and make sure that none of our friends can get anymore pointy weapons," Reyna said. "Can you get medical supplies from the infirmary?"

"How violent do you think this is going to get?" Hedge asked quietly. There was a serious look in his eyes.

"I don't know," Reyna admitted. "But, I know that this situation has the potential to turn real bad really fast. I would rather we are prepared for the worst."

"I guess it's good we have a praetor to guide us," Hedge said. He glanced down at her backpack. "Do you have a book in there that tells you how to handle this kind of situation."

"Actually, I do," Reyna said. Hedge nodded and motioned for her to go on. "The handbook calls for all offenders, no matter how willing they were in the role, to be slaughtered. Everything in the area is to burned to the ground, and the earth will be salted. Personally, I don't feel like burning Camp Half-Blood to the ground, so I am going to ignore the handbook for now."

"That sounds like a good idea," Hedge said. Reyna smiled slightly. She quickly lost her smile. There situation wasn't good at all. They had no clue what was going on, and there was no back up. The survival of Camp Half-Blood rested solely on their shoulders, and while Reyna knew her shoulders were very capable, she wasn't sure about the Fauns. Hedge slapped her back. "Just think about it Roman. Now, your vacation won't be boring."