Hi! So I hope you like this next chapter, I spent all day thinking about it and working on it (just kidding, I do have a social life. But I thought about it for a while though!) , and while writing it I had a major writers block. Don't worry, I got over it. Please review!

WARNING: This may not be right for you if you do not react well to very sad stories. :) hehe… but really. It is very sad :,-(

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HoO, it is Rick Riordans, etc.

Ch. 5

Octavian's POV:

"I hate Greeks. I hate Romans. I really hate Romans," I muttered to myself. It was after the senate meeting, and I was feeling more depressed and angry than ever. I sat on my bed, and my mind drifted away as I remembered the day my world turned upside down... I was sitting on my bed 6 years ago, thinking of how wonderful it would be to get out of our apartment. We were in the heart of Greece, and I was living in a small apartment with my mother and sister.

My mom yelled from the living room, "Octavian, time to go!" so I got up and ran over. She was sitting in the living room, looking beautiful, like always, in the middle of a dirty, cluttered, mess. My little sister, Jade, also a child of Apollo, was sitting next to her, bright and cheerful as ever. Her bright green dress and light brown pigtails made her look like a carefree, normal, six year old. I had to smile. The three of us walked outside into my mom's hometown, Greece. I grew up in the states but we were living here for a year to have an adventure. I ended up having more of an adventure than I had hoped...

"Where are we going today, Mom?" I asked, curious.

"Today, we're going on a train to Rome!" she answered, excited. Jade wasn't listening to our conversation, she was too busy giggling and shrieking with delight, watching a street performer pretend to be a mime.

"You know how dangerous it is for Greeks to go to Rome," I told her in a low voice.

"Haha, stop worrying! We'll have a great time," she said, her eyes sparkling. After we got on the train, I watched my mother and Jade play I-spy, then I slowly drifted to sleep. My dreams were more disturbing and horrifying than ever. I could see a dark alleyway in Rome where some Roman men were sleeping, knifes at their sides and a huge truck parked behind them. The scene changed to my father, Apollo, and it was like a black and white television show.

"Don't go to Rome! If you do, something terrible will happen!" my father warned, and I could see in his eyes that he knew exactly what would happen.

The dream became fuzzy, and I muttered, "Wait... Dad..." and everything went back. I was awoken by Jade shaking my shoulders, giggling.

"We're here! Yay!" she said happily.

I jumped up and said shakily, "Mom... Dad sent me a dream message, and he said not to come here."

My mother smiled and said, "You and your father worry too much," and she walked off the train. Jade ran after her, and I had no choice but to follow. We came to a road, and my mother walked around blindly, exploring the new city, Jade holding her hand, and I was being paranoid and trailing behind.

"This is a bad idea... We should find somewhere safe..." I advised nervously. As we walked through the streets of Rome, we found a very familiar dark alleyway. My mom and sister started walking down it, but I froze.

"M-m-mom...J-jade...S-stop-p..." I stuttered, I was frozen in shock and terror as I finally understood. The same truck from the dream was at the end of the alleyway. Jade and my mother got close to it, and it suddenly turned on. Romans Rule! Was spray-painted on the side of the truck, and a gang of 4 Romans came and pulled my mother and sister into the truck. I was at the edge of the street, frozen. In my mind I was screaming, but there was nothing I could do.

My mother yelled at me as she and Jade were dragged into the truck, "There is money in your coat pocket! Fly to San Francisco and go to Camp Jupiter! We'll be fine!" The truck sped past me, with my mother and Jade trapped inside. After fainting and sobbing, I made my way to San Francisco and found Camp Jupiter. I never spoke of the experience, or found out what had happened to Jade and Mom. I was brought back to the present by tears falling onto my cheeks. I curled my hands into fists thinking of how Romans ruined my life, and I vowed to myself to do everything in my power to destroy them from the inside, even if it meant the end of the world.

Sooooo what do you think? Sorry if it is depressing but you have to know what happened for later in the story. Remember: Octavian is still evil, so don't think he's different from the Son of Neptune… Anyway please please please review! :)