Hey everyone! How's it going! I hope you enjoy this chapter, it was fun to write. I'm sorry if this seems like a filler for you guys, but hey, what can I do? So, ON WITH THE STORY!

Jason

The scars on Percy's back were definitely shocking. The fact that he got them from Medusa, that was also shocking. Percy was probably the bravest demigod ever known, albeit Jason admitted grudgingly. He fought the Minotaur with a broken leg, he fought the Gorgons and Medusa, and he also fought the King of Telekhines, Sfagi. Was there anything Percy didn't do? He felt a little jealous of Percy, of all his heroic deeds.

Jason was having all of these thoughts, while standing on the deck of the Argo II. He was standing there with Piper, holding hands and watching the sun set. He was beginning to wonder if Piper found Percy heroic. Jason has done plenty of heroic things too, like he defeated Krios, he fought Porphyrion, he's defeated numerous other monsters, but Percy still outshadowed him.

"It's amazing that Percy is still alive." Piper commented.

"Yeah, it's pretty incredible." Jason muttered.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing, why would anything be wrong?" he asked, trying to get off the subject.

"You've been acting strange ever since Percy and Annabeth came back." Piper pressed.

"Nothing is the matter, it's all sunshine and lollipops over here!" he replied, and Piper giggled. Piper moved closer to him, and wrapped her arm around him.

"It's okay Jason, you don't need to be jealous of Percy." she whispered into his ear.

"Pfft, me... jealous, ha! That's funny." he exclaimed. He wrapped his arm around her, and pulled her closer. Piper sighed, obviously content to be with him. He began to feel the anxieties blow away, he felt comforted just holding her. They sat there, watching the sun set, and he felt nothing was more perfect. Sure, that might sound cheesy, but that doesn't matter.

They stood there for a little while, and the sun was gone, taking the warmth of the day with it. The moon was starting climb out when they decided that it was time to go to bed. Jason walked Piper to her room, and reluctantly let go of her hand. He went into his cabin, and fell on the bed, and went to sleep.

Jason could see the Roman demigods, they were standing in formation, their cohorts had three in the front, and two in the back. They were lined two-by-twenty. Reyna was sitting on her Pegasus, Octavion was right next to her, on a brown Pegasus. Octavion was wearing a purple cape, signaling that they had made him a Praetor.

"I know that none of you want to continue fighting the Greeks-" Reyna started.

"Damn right! Have you seen their fighting style!?" a child of Mercury called out.

"They fight just like Percy! But now there are hundreds!" a child of Corus called out.

"We'll be torn to ribbons if we go out there! I rather like my hide not having a dozen arrows in it!" a child of Mars yelled. Others were starting yell out complaints as well, he could see Dakota standing in front of the fifth, and he had a stump where his left arm was.

"QUIET!" Octavion yelled. "We'll have a day of rest, but tomorrow, you're gonna charge that field, and kill all of the Greeks! Is that clear?" they grumbled, obviouslt thankful they wouldn't be sliced up today. The dream shifted...

Now Jason was standing in the camp, Clarisse, Thalia, and Grover were standing around a table, a map, charts, and lists all layed out in front of them. "How many casualties?" Clarisse asked.

"Hermes Cabin has: Nine Wounded, but Four died of their wounds this morning. Ares Cabin has taken Seven Wounded, and One died of her wounds last night. The Athena Cabin has Four wounded, and Malcom died in the battle last night, along with three others. And Hephaestus Cabin has Three Wounded, but one was killed by a Scorpion Ballista this afternoon. Twelve Satyrs have died, and Nine tree nymphs as well. Nine of the Hunters are wounded, and need immediate medical attention, and two have died." Grover said reading the list.

"May the dead find peace in Elysium." Thalia whispered.

"We can't keep this up." Clarisse said, through shut eyes, tears streaming down her face. "We can't keep losing campers, one of the Hermes guys who died was only ten, TEN!" she hissed.

"I know, and we're trying. We're also running out of supplies. The siege is starting to take it's toll." the dream faded to black at that...

Jason woke up, feeling completely drenched in sweat. The Romans have killed several Greek campers, killing other Demigods! He couldn't imagine what that must've felt like, Clarisse had mentioned a ten year old died, a ten year old! Who could've been that cruel, that evil, not even Octavion would do that!

He went to the shower, and took a hot relaxing one. When Jason got out, he saw Percy and Annabeth chatting with Piper, Leo, and Hazel. He felt wobbly on his knees, he couldn't tell them about his dream, he just couldn't. He could feel the vomit about to come up his throat if he didn't control himself. Piper was now next to him, he hadn't noticed her get up.

"You look pale." she said, "Is something wrong?"

"No, just fine, just morning sickness." he lied, hoping she would believe it. She stopped pestering him, and she sat down at the table again, bringing him with her. Percy and Annabeth went to the Relax Room, as Leo liked to call it, to leave Piper and Jason alone. He just needed some food in his stomach he decided, that was all. The day hadn't started that well...

So, sorry if I made Jason seem like a jerk, but hey, just go with the flow, it's all for a reason. I'll be updating later today, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! And As Always, Have A Nice Day!