A/N

Hello everybody. Welcome back to this chapter of the Legion of the Lost. I hope you are all well. I wanted to thank everyone for reading and more importantly I wanted to thank TheMag1c1an for helping me figure out a couple of things in this story. You have been a great help and I appreciate that.

Now it's time for the disclaimer.

Disclaimer: PJO and HOO belong Rick Riordian. All I own is the plot of this story and a few characters.

Now onto the story.

Legion Camp, a few days later

Andromeda was in his cabin and cleaning his weapons and armor when the the horn was blown to signal the return of the scouts. Donning his armor, he swiftly exited the cabin. Upon opening at the front door, Andromeda was greet by Nobody, one of the Legion's head officers and main strategist, who was getting ready to knock on the door but looking toward the source of the noise.

"Ah, commander, I was just about to knock." Nobody said, lowering his arm as he turned and saw Andromeda.

"I can see that. Walk with me." Andromeda said as he started off toward the gate, Nobody following close behind. "What can I do for you?"

"I was coming to ask you about our next match against the Romans but it seems we have more pressing matters."

"Indeed. Go find Warrior and Telamonian and have them meet us in the War Room. I'll join you once I find Hunter." Andromeda ordered. Nobody nodded and broke off to head down a different street. Briskly walking down the roads, Andromeda soon found himself waiting near the at the edge of the Greek portion of the camp, watching the scouts emerge from the forest they use for capture the flag and jog across the open field they sometimes use for mock skirmishes. Easily spotting Hunter thanks to the blue plume on his helmet, he waited until Hunter noticed him before approaching. When the scoutmaster did notice him, he said something to his troops before taking two bundles from two of the scouts and heading up to meet up with the leader of the Greek portion of the camp. "Welcome back." Andromeda greet him.

"Good to be back." Hunter said in return. "I see this place hasn't changed much." He said get a chuckle from Andromeda.

"Is that the equipment from the group the scouts ran into?" Andromeda asked to which Hunter nodded. "Alright, let's get going. Warrior, Nobody, and Telamonian are meeting us in the War Room."

"Rather specific crowd. Something you're not telling us?" Hunter asked. Andromeda glanced at Hunter for a moment before looking forward.

"You're far more perceptive than the others give you credit for, you know that?" Andromeda said with a sigh. "The Gods who formed us saw it fit to inform me of certain events that lead up to the formation of the Legion. One of those events were a large number of souls going missing from the Underworld. Long dead warriors escaping the underworld and coming back to life."

"Which souls?" Hunter asked.

"If my hunch is correct then you'll know by the end of this meeting. If not, then we're gonna have more questions than answers." Andromeda said as they arrived at the building. Navigating through the building, they quickly arrived at the War Room. The room was a simple one with a couple of benches on the side and a table in the middle with a handful of the chairs scattered about. The table had a map of the camp on it that still bore the markings from the last strategy meeting for the last mock battle. Laying on one of the benches was Warrior, the one of the best fighters of the Legion and one of the more well-known and well respected officers in the Legion. Unlike Andromeda and Hunter, he wasn't wearing his helmet, letting his honey coloured hair and and pale green eyes show. Nobody seemed to have ditched his helmet as well, showing off his light brown hair and beard and dark brown eyes, sitting near the head of the table. Telamonian, one of the tallest and strongest men in Legion stood on the other side of the table. His hair was a similar shade of brown when compared to Nobody's. His hair was much longer however, and his slightly curly hair reaching past his shoulders where as Nobody's hair reached to the base of his neck down his neck. Seeing the two enter, Warrior sat up while Nobody straightened himself out in his chair and Telamonian stood upright, towering over the other men by at least a foot.

"Good, everyone's here." Andromeda said looking around while Hunter put the bundles of the table.

"So why have you called us here?" Warrior asked, eyeing the bundles on the table suspiciously.

"While Hunter and his scouts took care of a large number of monsters, a few of them managed to slip away during the fighting. A handful of scouts pursued them and overheard them talking about another about group that they were suppose to meet up with. The scouts followed the monster to the mystery group and eliminated them before they could make their presence known. After that, they approached the group, which was made solely of humans." Andromeda explained.

"Humans allied with monsters? Were they demigods? It isn't uncommon for demigods to align themselves with monsters and their masters." Nobody asked.

"We don't know. They were immediately hostile toward my men even though they approached with no weapons drawn. My men defended themselves and they were forced to kill them." Hunter said. "According to the scouts, they only spoke in ancient Greek and their equipment is from one of the ancient city-states but they weren't sure which."

"So you assume we would know?" Warrior asked. It wasn't a far-fetched idea. Warrior had spent much of his time familiarizing himself with weapons and their techniques from all over the world after he joined the Legion as he helped train the new recruits as well as some of the troops having their own preferred fighting style or weapon that came from cultures other than Greece or Rome. What he didn't understand was why the other two were here then. While Nobody was very wise and would possibly know, Telamonian was a soldier who focused more on training and leading his men. Unless... "You know who they are, don't you?" Warrior asked Andromeda. "Why else would the three of us be called here specifically and not just myself or Nobody or just hold an emergency war council meeting instead?"

"I have an idea of who they might be but I never seen this type of arms or armor until now since they come from after my time. You three are here to confirm my theory." Andromeda said.

"Well no need to beat around the bush. Show us what you have." Telamonian said. Andromeda nodded toward Hunter who undid the cloth bundles, revealing the armor and weapons inside. As the equipment came into full view, the three that were laying their eyes on the weapons and armor for the first time stared at it with wide eyes and Telamonian and Nobody paling slightly. Even Warrior, who normally unfazed by anything and feared nothing, seemed to have been unable to hide his shock.

"By the Gods." Nobody muttered under his breath, running a hand through his hair before folding his hands and leaned his elbows on his knees. Telamonian gritted his teeth and did his best to control his anger, walking off to the wall and giving it a quick punch in frustration, cracking the wall. Warrior was able to put on a straight face after overcoming his initial shock but internally, his mind was racing.

"Was I correct in my assumption?" Andromeda asked.

"You were indeed." Nobody said looking up at him, catching on to what Warrior was talking about earlier on why the three of them were specifically chosen. The room fell into silence as the revelation settled into their minds. Hunter, on the hand, felt way out of the loop and had no idea what was going on.

"Uh, can someone fill me in? Who are we taking about? Who's equipment is this?"

"It belongs to the Trojans, my friend." Nobody said with a shaky laugh. "We face the armies of Troy." Now it was Hunter's turn to go wide eyed.

"Oh..." That was all Hunter was able to get out. Like Andromeda, the Trojan War didn't happened during his lifetime but he had heard many tales of the decade long conflict while in the afterlife. Andromeda finally spoke up after having a moment to think.

"Warrior, send for runners and have them gather the others here."

"Shall I send for the Romans as well?" Warrior asked, knowing the Romans would want to know where what kind of a threat they faced.

"Do it. Romulus and Remus need to know what we're going up against. Make sure they gather their Centurions as well." Warrior nodded and headed out, looking for a courier. "Hunter, I'm sorry to have to ask this of you, especially after forcing you to come back so soon, but I have another assignment for you for when this meeting is over."

"Don't worry about it. What do you need?" Hunter stood up and collected himself.

"I need you to watch over someone."

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Camp Half-Blood, a few weeks later, last day of camp

With the sound of the conch horn being blown, the remaining campers assembled at the dining pavilion for breakfast. After sacrificing some of his food to the Gods, Percy took a seat at Poseidon table and started eating. Taking the time to look around, noticing that most of the campers were already gone, making the dining pavilion feel empty. Listening to the announcements from Chiron and how proud he was with all of them and wishing them the best of luck in the world, Percy decided to finish his food quickly and left to finish packing. With breakfast out of the way, Percy made a beeline straight for Cabin 3 and right to his bunk. He had done most of his pack the night before but never finished as he fell asleep on top of the clothes on his bed that still needed to be packed away. Checking over his duffel bag, Percy made sure he had everything, spare clothes because he always manages to ruin his, mortal money and a pouch full of golden drachma in case of emergency, a canteen filled with salt water, a flask filled with nectar, and a bag filled with ambrosia cubes. With a smile, he zipped up the bag and slung it over his shoulder. Walking to the door, he checked his pocket out of habit to make sure Riptide was there before taking one last look at his bunk. He didn't know why but he had a feeling that it would be awhile until he saw it again. Looking away, Percy left the cabin with a sigh.

Stopping off at the Big House on his way out to visit Chiron, Percy found the Centaur standing outside of the building, stroking his beard in thought. Hearing someone coming, he turned around and saw the young son of Poseidon.

"Heading off already, my boy?" Chiron said with as he caught sight of the bag slung over Percy's shoulder.

"Yeah." Percy said with the same sad smile. "I don't know why but I feel like it's going to be awhile before I see this place again."

"You shouldn't think like that, Perseus." Chiron said to him with a stern look. "As long as you keep alert and be careful you'll be back before here before you know it. So do you have a plan for when you leave camp?"

"For the most part." Percy said. "I'll probably go visit my mom and then do some traveling until camp reopens."

"Argus can driving back to the city when he returns. He's dropping off a handful of campers in the city."

"It's fine. I was gonna take Blackjack." Percy said.

"Alright. I will see you soon, young Perseus." Chiron said, pulling the young man into a hug, which he returned. "Stay safe out there." He called out as Percy walked away. Percy just gave him a friendly smile.

"Aren't I always?" He called back which got a laugh from Chiron, knowing full well the son of Poseidon had a knack for finding trouble. Making his way to the stables, Percy found Blackjack where he usually was. "Hey, Blackjack."

"S'up, boss." Blackjack said, turning his attention to Percy. Percy just sighed at the name. He had spent years trying to convince Blackjack not to call him that but to no avail. "Need something or have you finally agreed to get me out of the stables and into my own personal one by your cabin?"

"Not this time. I was wondering if you were up to giving me a lift to Central Park." Percy asked his winged companion.

"Sure, I've been looking for an excuse to take a flight anyways." Percy just laughed as he and Blackjack walked out of the stable onto the open field before Percy climbed on Blackjack's back and the pegasus took off. With the flight underway, Percy looked back and watched as the camp got further and further away. Turning his attention away from the camp, Percy looked around at his surroundings and couldn't help but notice how peaceful they were. Relaxing at the sight, Percy smiled and thought to himself.

'It's only for a little while. What's the worse that can happen?'

A/N

And that's a wrap. Thank you so much for reading this story. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. I have some ideas that I think will be interesting. Also the idea of using the return of the Trojans is not an original one. I can vague remember a story that was published in 2010(?) that had a similar concept to this story. If anyone knows what I'm talking about, congratulations, you are spent a godsforsaken amount of time reading Perlia fics.

This chapter reveals a quite a bit. We get some more names and faces in the Legion (still a handful more to come, though most will be minor characters in this story), we discover which group the unknowns mortals belong to, and we get a few hints on who Warrior, Nobody, and Telamonian are.

So what did you think of this chapter? Like it? Hate it? Somewhere in between? Leave me a comment/review or shoot me a PM if that's more your style or want a quicker response. I love hearing from you and feedback is always helpful.

Anyways, that's it for this chapter. I will see next time and as always, have a great day.