The New Hero

by tiffanythetimpani

A Roman Senior Centurion is Greek, and is sent to Cap Half-Blood. Circe challenges her, and with all odds against her, she prepares for war. *AUTHORS NOTE: THIS WAS MY FIRST FANFICTION AND I NEVER PUT IN DISCLAIMERS, SO HERE'S A DISCLAIMER FOR THE WHOLE THING: I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS. THAT HAPPY RIGHT BELONGS TO RICK RIORDAN.*

3. Chapter 3-The Graecus

Chapter Three

The Graecus

"Graecus." Lily hissed, glaring at Amy. The others looked confused. "GRAECUS!" Lily shouted. "She is a Greek. She does not belong here." The Romans started to close in on Amy. "Stop." Reyna commanded. The demigods stopped. "We can tell she is Greek, but we must let her stay until we can appoint a new Senior Centurion of the Fourth Cohort." There was a hungry gleam in Lily's eyes.

That night, Reyna made an announcement. "Romans of the Twelfth Legion!" She called. The talk quieted down. "Two of our fellow Romans have fallen today- Caleb Alvin Potwell and Susan Jane Greenville. They died fighting for our honor, and we will honor them in turn for their service to Rome." She picked up her glass of apple cider and raised it in a toast. "To Caleb and Susan-Roman heroes." The rest of the Romans in the pavilion followed her lead and took of a sip of apple cider or champagne, depending on their age. Amy miserably stared at the two empty seat at her table that her best friends usually occupied.

"Also, we have another legionary we would like to honor." Reyna turned to Amy, who blushed red. "Amelia Roberts-you may be Greek, but your Greek blood saved us all. We can never repay you. Caleb and Susan may not come back, but thanks to you, we are still here. Rome thanks you for your service. Unfortunately, we cannot allow you to stay at Camp Jupiter, and you will have to fend for yourself. Once again, Rome thanks you for your bravery, honor, and loyalty. The Fourth Legion will need a new Senior Centurion-and it will be Lily Claire Thomas." There were a few calls of congratulations, but no one really like Lily much. "But, we must toast to our former Centurion-to Amy!" "To Amy!" The crowd cheered.