A/N: So I've decided that I really need to stop making you guys promises on when the next chapter is going to be published, it seems to inspire my professors to give me more homework -_- hah, sorry for the wait guys, but if it makes it any better, I already have 75% of the next chapter typed up! :)

Also, THANK YOU to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! It's the most reviews I've gotten on a chapter so far, so I'm guessing you all really liked the Reyna/Remus pitch! :)

And because y'all made me extra happy, I'd like to answer a couple of reviews, but because I'm sure you're more than eager, please read on and I'll reply at the end of the chapter!

"Where are you going, mija?"

Reyna froze, 'No, it couldn't be….' And yet the voice spoke once more.

"I asked you a question, girl." His voice was firm, unforgiving. Like a general barking out orders to a subordinate. She'd heard that tone often, towards the end.

She turned slowly, dreading the sight that was coming, and yet, there was steel in her spine, isn't this what she'd been hoping for? One last chance to tell him she was sorry?

And all at once she was staring into the eyes of her father. She had inherited his dark eyes, and now they held her gaze firmly, with anger, "You come back into my home and dare to pick up that weapon again?"

Her hand tightened around the sabre, she'd forgotten she was holding it, but now she was glad for it, "I thought you were gone."

"I was. Then I came back. For you, mija." He held her gaze evenly, an intimidation tactic. How many times had she used that on others to get what she wanted? She learned how to lead from his example…

"Reyna?" Remus's voice startled her out of her thoughts, "Umm…who are you talking to?" his voice was hesitant, unsure. He must think her insane.

Her gaze never wavered away from her father when she spoke to Remus, "You should go."

"Reyna." His voice was a bit sharper, "What are you talking to?"

Now her eyes snapped to him, searching his, but his gaze was focused somewhere else. He was looking at…. "Remus." He didn't look away, "Remus," he looked to her, "what do you see?"

His face was somewhat pale, "I think I see a ghost, Reyna." He looked at her father quickly and turned back to her, his eyes pleading, "But that's not possible, right? Reyna, I must be dreaming. This isn't possible. Reyna, tell me this isn't possible."

It really wasn't possible. He was a mortal, and sure she'd heard there were a few clear-sighted mortals like Rachel Elizabeth Dare, but they were always, always girls! Never had she heard of a clear-sighted male!

She opened her mouth to try and come up with an explanation, but her father's laughter interrupted her, "Really, mija!" He laughed once more, "You come back into my home and you dare to bring a boy? This is how you treat your late father?"

Remus's face got paler, if that was even possible, "Your father? Reyna what the hell is going on?"

What the hell was going on? She tried to speak once more when she was interrupted again, "Well didn't she tell you boy? She came here to ask her father for forgiveness."

"Forgiveness for what?" Remus asked, but this time her father stayed silent. He turned to her, "Forgiveness for what, Reyna?"

"Forgiveness for killing my father." Her voice was even. She should have never brought Remus here. She was a fool for thinking this encounter would go well.

"You-…you killed your father?" his voice was softer this time, defeated. She'd let him down, "Why?"

She looked at her father when she spoke. "Because it got to the point where he wasn't my father anymore," she tried to put the steel back in her voice, but she heard it break, "he was just a ghost of a person. An angry spirit."

"An arai," Remus mumbled to himself, "but that's…"

"That's enough talking!" her father's voice was suddenly loud, booming in the stillness of her old home. "You better take her advice and run, boy, before I kill you along with her!"

Then her father charged.

Leo Valdez was having a really bad day. Sure, he'd sounded pretty brave when he promised Calypso they'd be going straight to New York, but in hindsight, he should have probably checked a weather map or something. But of course, he'd been in such a hurry to show off and be gallant that he'd completely forgotten even the most basic things.

Creak. Creeeeek. Creakkk. Sparks emitted out of Festus's control panel. He slammed his hand over it quickly to prevent any sparks from hitting Calypso.

"Leo I can't hold them off much longer," Calypso's voice was strained.

The flight from Spain to New York should have been a pretty straight shot, but when you combine demigods with a ginormous Franken-Strom and add in some plain old bad luck you got their situation. They'd made it halfway across the Atlantic when a huge storm forced them to veer south. Then, the monsters started showing up from above and below. Leo had tried his best to help fight them off, but the most he could do was throw wrenches at them. Calypso had been forced to hold them off while he figured out an escape plan for them. Festus had taken some pretty bad hits, which had forced them to veer even further south to follow the favorable winds to keep them aloft.

He fiddled with the command board once more, "Almost there….YES!" he whooped, "Calypso look over there, land ahoy!" He pressed another button on Festus's command board. He'd been saving this final trick for when they reached land, to give them some time to recuperate and regroup.

Flames shot out of Festus's jaw, and Leo felt the dragon's engine grind to a halt. That final blast had taken all of Festus's juice, but it had gotten rid of all the monsters chasing them. Thankfully they were low enough to the ground that all Leo had to do was grab Calypso and jump onto the sandy beach to shield them from any harm. Festus plopped down on the sand a couple dozen yards away.

"Oh look, for once you didn't blow something up when you landed," Calypso muttered tiredly.

He grinned at her, "See? I'm getting better every day!"

She tried glaring at him, but he could see the smile tugging at the end of her lips, "Whatever you say, Flame Boy."

He chuckled, "Okay how about we go find somewhere to eat and then you can rest up while I fix Festus? He should be ready go to in a few hours."

Calypso sighed tiredly, "That sounds lov—"

Her gaze snapped towards the city at the edge of the beach, "Sunshine? What is it?" he peered at her worriedly.

"Something's wrong."

He looked towards the city with apprehension, "What is it, monsters?"

She shook her head, "No. No monsters, but someone's in trouble. They need help. I can feel it." She started walking towards the houses clumped at the edge, her pace quickening with each step, "Come on, we have to help!"

"Woah, Calypso hold on!" he rushed after her, "Are you sure about this? You must be exhausted, what if it's dangerous?"

She stopped running then, and waited for him to catch up, "Well then it's a good thing I have you around, isn't it, Leo Valdez?" And then she smiled that dazzling smile of hers and kissed him soundly. "Now come on, they need us!"

Leo stared after her dazedly for a minute before he snapped back into focus and ran after her.

'I swear she'll be the end of me.'

"In here!" Reyna ran into her room and dragged Remus behind her. She shut the door, but knew the effort was useless, her father would find them soon enough. "Keep quiet!"

Remus was panting from the exertion, but the sound of his breathing lessened somewhat. "Oh, Christ, I can't believe this is happening." He muttered to himself, running his hands up his face and tugging at his mop of brown hair.

Guilt clawed its way into her chest, "Remus I'm so sorry, I should have never brought you here."

He took a deep breath and removed his hands from his head, "Okay. Okay. Can you please just—just try to explain what's happening. Just something to convince me I'm not completely insane." His voice was calm, but his eyes were wide and wild, searching for explanations that she wasn't sure she could give him.

"Remus," she began slowly, "all those legends you've studied, all the myths about Roman gods and Greek heroes…they're all true."

His breath came out in a hiss, "What do you mean they're true?"

"I mean that Jupiter, Aphrodite, Aeneas, Hercules….they're real. All of them."

"They're…real."

"Yes."

He chuckled half-heartedly, "But that—that's impossible. We would know. We have science, and history, and—"

"Remus," she cut him off, trying to be as gentle as she could, "I'm sorry I can't explain this better. Usually when I explain this to people they can believe it easily because it's already in their blood…but you're clear sighted. Haven't you ever seen something you just couldn't explain?"

He looked at her, and then his gaze flickered to the cloak tied around her shoulders, "Not until today. Not until I saw you put that cloak on. It…glows."

Her gaze dropped to the aegis around her shoulders, but she didn't see any sort of glow coming from it. Then again, sometimes clear sighted mortals saw more than demigods…

"Wait. What do you mean that it's in their blood? You can't mean…" his eyes widened, and a strange spark lit up in his eyes, "Demigods? Reyna, is that what you mean? Are there demigods walking this world, still?"

He'd made the connection quicker than she thought, "Yes, Remus."

His brow furrowed, "I mean not that I'm fully convinced that I'm not being Punk'd or anything, but if what you're saying is true…" his eyes widened, "Wait, that ghost said he was your father."

"Yes."

"And he said this was his home."

She sighed in resignation, "Yes."

"So that means…your last name is Ramirez-Arellano…isn't it?"

"Yes."

"So then you're under the patronage of some god, right?"

She grimaced, "Not really. In a way."

He furrowed his brow, "I don't understand. Why wouldn't your patron protect you?"

"Because gods are not in the habit of interfering with their children's affairs."

"Right of course, that was in some old legends."

She said nothing; he would understand her meaning soon enough.

"Wait." His voice was sharp, "Their children?"

She shut her eyes tightly, "Yes."

She could feel him tensing up, "Reyna…who are your parents?"

"That ghost down there was my father. He was a mortal, just like you. But my mother… is the Roman goddess of war, Bellona."

He said nothing.

"Remus?" he was staring blankly at her.

"Remus!" she tried again.

But her voice must have gotten too loud because at that moment she heard the door get blasted open and all at once the temperature in the room dropped, "Really, running away like a little girl? I taught you better than that!"

She pushed Remus out of the way as chairs and lamps started flying their way. While her father couldn't physically touch things he was doing a hell of a job trying to cause her harm. Gripping her hand tightly over the sabre she still held, she braced herself for the worst.

"Remus, come on!" she wasn't sure what was going through the boy's head, but he didn't resist her when she grabbed his hand and charged right at her father, all the while swinging the sabre wildly.

Her father's form dissolved as she ran past him, and she ran down to the main foyer once more.

"You know that can't keep me away for too long!" her father's voice boomed from somewhere behind her, "You can't kill what's already dead, girl!"

'This is hopeless!' she thought as she dashed down the stairs, Remus following along behind her, 'We have to get out of here!' she tried making a mad dash for the door, but her father's spirit was already there, blocking the way.

His laugh was mad, his eyes wild and hungry. "I'm done with this stupid game, girl. Send a prayer to your mother; tell her that the legacy of Rome ends today!"

Reyna's breath caught in her throat. Her father had somehow managed to create some kind of windstorm around him, and all the discarded weapons that had been left in their house began to get caught up in it. This would not end well.

"Remus," she said sharply and tugged on his hand, "you have to go. Now."

But he wasn't even looking at her, his eyes were glued to the flying weapons, dread and disbelief showing in his face.

"Remus, Remus!" gods above the boy was obviously in shock. She tried shaking him, "Remus, snap out of it!"

His gaze turned to her much too slowly, "What…?"

"Leave. Now."

"But you're…" he trailed off again and his gaze travelled back to her father.

"Remus, please!" an edge was starting to creep onto her voice. If he didn't leave soon he would die, she couldn't let an innocent person die because of her foolishness!

And so, in her desperation to snap him out of it, she did the only thing she could think of at the moment. She kissed him.

A shock of electricity went through her, and she was sure Remus felt it too because he jolted the second she placed her lips to his. She began to pull back immediately, but all at once Remus's hands were cupping her face and pulling her to him. He kissed her deeply, roughly, and before she could process anything it was over.

They were both panting and Reyna's hands were still tingling from that current. But there were more pressing things at the moment, "There's a door out back, go through there! All he wants is me, he won't go after you. Now go!" she pointed at the hallway and shoved him for good measure, and this time he seemed to get the memo, because he started moving.

She turned her back on him and prepared to face her father. This was it.

'Mother,' she prayed silently, 'give me strength.'

"My daughter," her father's voice was mocking, "hanging around with a coward like that. No wonder Rome's legacy will die with you."

"Rome has stood for millennia," she said calmly, "Rome will not fall today, and it will live on forever."

If those were her last words, she would be absolutely fine with it. She braced herself for the worst. As if feeling her resolution, her father began his assault. Weapon after weapon was hurtled in her direction. She did her best dodging them, knocking them away with the sabre as often as she could, and yet every time she knocked one down another one followed at a maddeningly fast pace. It wasn't long until she got the first scratch on her arm, another on her leg, one on her shoulder….

It was when she took a step back to dodge a flying knife that she realized her mistake. She'd hit a wall. She was cornered. Her father's maddened laugh told her he knew it as well.

The spear came hurtling at her in slow motion, it seemed, and yet she couldn't will herself to move away. All she could do was watch it come straight at her with a morbid fascination.

A/N: AGHHHHH! Reyna, duck!

Hahahaha sorry, I like to talk to my characters sometimes ;)

Anyways, I really did intend to finish this whole encounter in one chapter, but when it got to be twice as long as all the other chapters I decided it was time to split it in half. It should be out soon. Pinky promise!

Anways, I did promise to answer some of your reviews since they made me very happy, so here goes!

Winekita: Hah! That's crazy! You have to tell me which story that's in so I can take a look:) I think we all know Reyna needs to end up with a nice mortal boy to keep her happy. And I'm definitely going with Reymus, or course, it's the only one that makes sense! Hahaha

kittehx1: my face- :|

EatBlueFoodAlways: you can always count on me throwing a Harry Potter reference everywhere. Also your name is everything.

stormrunner74: we all knew he had to be clearsighted, didn't we? :P

HoOisawesome: I'm glad you liked Reyna's POV, I tried to keep it as accurate as possible. And of course, I'm all for the Caleo :D

and to everyone else that liked the story prompt, thank you! I will definitely keep your comments in mind and will start a story of Reyna and Remus up once this one is finished (so I'm sorry but you'll have to wait a while!)

Anyways, as always thank you SO much for reading and for all your positive reviews. Please don't hesitate to drop me a line and let me know your thoughts. Next chapter shouldn't take too long to come out.

Love you all!