Um, so yeah. Remember that bombshell I said I would drop in one of Jason's chapters? Well that's this chapter. Surprise! I also know that some of you guys will hate me for doing this but please hate me too much for the little surprise awaiting you guys at the end of this chapter.

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17 - Jason

Jason had lost Piper. This was the end, there was nothing left. Jason was on this stupid quest which was bound to result in death one way or another and he had also lost Piper. There was nothing to live for. The memory of Pipers body burning up, kept replaying through Jason's head. Nothing that he did could get him to forget.

For a moment, Jason thought that he had seen a ghost. Jason turned around and an instinct started to flow through his head. Even though it was only 2am, Jason felt something pulling him towards the deck. Jason felt like if he didn't go out, he would die. The urge got so bad that Jason started in a sprint down the corridor and literally jumped out of the doorway onto the deck of the Argo II. What Jason saw totally shook him to his core.

Sitting on the deck, waiting for him was Piper. He had sworn, he had seen her body reduced to nothing, Jason had no idea what to believe anymore.

Jason sprinted toward Piper, and held her in her arms for so long time seemed to be standing still. "I thought I would never see you again, Pipes" Jason said softly letting a tear slide down his cheek holding Piper in his arms. "I thought I was too" Piper exclaimed. "Obviously they didn't want me anymore" Piper said, while letting out tears of joy. Jason was thrilled that Piper was alive. He didn't know how but she was. That was the important thing. "It's cold, let's get you inside" Jason said softly.

Jason walked Piper down to her cabin and tucked her in before kissing her goodnight and said "sleep as long as you want, Pipes" before turning her light off and walking to his own cabin. Jason hopped into his own bed, inside his cabin and fell asleep almost instantly.

Jason had many dreams that night. He was back at camp Jupiter and had just finished at the senate meeting and was walking Reyna back to her quarters. Once they reached the barracks, he gave Reyna a kiss on her lips before he told her he loved her. Reyna blushed and was totally flustered after hearing Jason tell her about his feelings. Little did either of them realize it would be the last time they would see each other for quite some time.

His next dream was of Camp Half-Blood. It was under attack. Almost all the cabins had been burnt down to the ground and all that remained were the ashes and rubble that used to be known as Camp Half-Blood.

Jason stood paralyzed as she stood at the top of the hill, watching the invaders hop into their golden chariot and be pulled away by their many pegasi. All that remained of that camp was the big house. The leader of the group than grabbed a torch bracket with Greek fire in it and threw it down upon the big house, as they retreated into the sky. There were screams as the campers trapped in the big house panicked and tried to escape but soon perished. Jason stood there helpless and unable to even move his legs.

By the time the fire had gone out there was nothing remaining except for the corpses of the dead campers. Jason recognized the corpses of the Stoll brothers, Drew, Will and many others. Jason couldn't bear to see this as when he was lost and didn't know who he was, they were family and had taken them in.

One minute the place was deserted and then the second Jason blinked he saw an old lady standing in the rubble. Jason found he was able to move again. He drew his sword ready for battle and began to walk cautiously down to where the old lady was standing.

Once Jason got to the bottom of the hill the lady said "my saving grace, come quickly! There isn't much time so listen to me carefully. In one week the roman army is going to march here and launch an attack. They won't stop until they have destroyed it completely. You have to get here as soon as you can, you don't have any time to waste!" The form of Hera began to flicker in front of Jason, he knew she didn't have much time. "You can't trust Piper. She will be the downfall of all of you. She will be the end of this place! You cannot listen to anything she says otherwise you won't be able to save this place! Now go quickly! You need to turn the ship around and stop heading for Greece as it's a trap! Go quickly!"

Jason didn't know how to react to this. Piper wouldn't do this. Why was Hera telling him this and what did she mean that Greece is a trap? The dream was starting to fade. Jason had to ask Hera one more thing. "We have to go to Greece!" Jason shouted at Hera. "What about the doors of death?" Jason asked. "You won't find them in Greece!" Hera yelled back. "Where are they?" Jason asked. "I don't know exactly. They're in a forgotten land, once ruled by the Titans" Hera said before her image completely faded.

What did she mean they were in a forgotten place? Jason thought to himself trying to figure out what Hera meant. Jason was starting to wake. He had to tell Leo to turn the ship around, and to sale to Camp Half-Blood. He couldn't let his friends die. Hera was right about one thing. Going to Greece had to be a trap, if the doors of death weren't located there. Nico had been wrong about that and he had no idea how he had managed to forget that the doors weren't in Greece but were in a fogotten land. He really was wrong this time. Deep down Jason had this nagging feeling that Nico had fed them the wrong information, but why would he? That was the thing, Jason just couldn't quite get his head around. Why would Nico try to lead them into a trap? The answer was he wouldn't do that. Jason was almost sure that there was foul-play involved here.

Just as Jason was waking, he saw the silhouette of someone leaning over him. "Piper is that you?" Jason asked softly but never got a reply. Jason realized what was happening one second too late. Whoever it was had bound his hands and legs together and had gagged him. Jason was completely immobilized and at the mercy of whoever had tied him up.

Jason realized he was being carried. He then smelled salty air and it dawned upon him he had been carried out onto the deck. The person carrying Jason had raised him up onto the railing. Jason started thrashing around trying to not be thrown overboard and tried screaming but it was pointless. No one was up at this time of night and he was bound and gagged. He was at complete mercy. Before the person carrying him dumped him over the side they said to him "Please forgive me for this" before throwing him out to sea.

Jason fell and fell until he broke the surface of the ocean and began to sink slowly down to the ocean floor. Too bad he couldn't breathe under water like Percy could. Jason was bound up and couldn't even swim. He was sure this was the end of him. Worst of all, he hadn't been able to tip off his friends and tell them to head back to Camp Half-Blood and that sailing to Greece was a trap. Hera was right, everyone was dead now. Jason slowly began to slip out of consciousness as he sunk even deeper into the ocean.

Dun, Dun, Dun!

So how's Jason going to make it out of this mess? IS he dead? I guess you'll just have to keep reading to find out.

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