The Romans just stared at the four teenagers. Piper scanned the crowd for any Percy-looking people, which was hard since she had only seen a picture of him once, and that time she had barley glanced at him. She looked over to her left to Annabeth. The girls face was impassive but her eyes were scanning the crowd desperately. 'Okay no Percy sighting then.' Piper assumed. The Romans stood behind a girl with a long flowing purple….bed cloth?

"I am Reyna, one of the praetors at Camp Jupiter, please introduce yourselves now." said the girl sternly. 'Did she just command us to introduce ourselves?' thought Piper. She hated people like this, and immediately wanted to rebel against Reyna, but something about the girl's piercing stare told her to take this seriously. Through gritted teeth Piper said "Piper McLean, Daughter of Aphrodite, errr Venus to you." Reyna nodded and turned to Annabeth. "Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena, Minerva." Recited Annabeth with a robotic voice.

"Annabeth…" mused Reyna, she looked at Annabeth for a moment before turning to Leo.

"I'm, the supreme commander of the Argo II, son of Hephaestus, ummmm Vulcan in Roman I guess…" Said Leo enthusiastically, Reyna frowned at him and faced Jason.

"Ahhh, Jason Grace, son of Jupiter. So good, you've returned to us" sneered a voice from behind Reyna. A thin weedy, pale boy appeared by Reyna's shoulder. She glared at him. Piper immediately hated him,

"Octavian," said Jason calmly. "Are you praetor now?" Octavian's face fell slightly before he responded

"Why, yes I am. You were gone so long that we had to replace you…" now everyone was glaring at Octavian, Greeks and Romans alike. 'Well' thought Piper 'we have at least one thing in common, Hatred towards Octavian.'

"Octavian, you're not-" started Reyna, but then a huge spout of water shot into the air interrupting. At first Piper thought is was a geyser, but one of the Romans yelled "Oh Gods! Not the bath house!" half the Romans turned and ran toward the water burst. Octavian had turned pale and sickly, Piper wondered why.

Piper didn't have to wait long. A camper burst from the forest running at full tilt towards Octavian. The pale boy attempted to shield himself with his arms as a teenager punched him with a force enough to knock him to the ground whimpering, and blubbering like a small child.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry praetor. Please forgive me. I didn't mean it!" whimpered Octavian. "

"Octavian, you locked me in the bath house while I was changing. How was that an accident?" asked the mysterious boy.

"Ahem, excuse me, but praetor please introduce yourself to our visitors" said Reyna.

"Visitors? What visitor-" the boy whipped around, and almost fell backwards in surprise.