Sorry for the long ass wait, I've caught a cold and simply didn't have the power nor the will to write anything. I should probably still be in bed, resting but I wanted to post something for all of you who waited for an update. It's just a little fluff chapter but the fun starts in the 4th one which is half done. War Games! Someone is going to get seriously injured and dark intentions will slowly start to surface! Don't you just love drama?

Thank you for everyone that reviewed! I'm not that hungry for reviewers, I mean if at least 2 readers enjoy my story and want me to continue then I shall! Also, to answer pJato, Octavian bullies Jason because being in the first cohort and an augur makes him think that he has that right to do so. Jason has been in camp for 8 years when the story begins. He's trying his best to bring honor to the fifth cohort but it seemed to me like the more important quests are given to the first cohorts. Don't worry though, Jason will have many, many moments where he'll shine in this fic and Octavian will get his ass kicked (although I really don't dislike him as a character). I think I've read your fanfiction on DA? It was obviously about Reyna and Jason and I loved it! If you didn't post it on DA...then I'm an idiot who confused things.

I still don't own PJO or HoO. Pretty much suxs.

Reyna's PoV

Reyna had to admit that Camp Jupiter possessed some very talented fighters. It was a huge difference between brainless pirates that have been guinea pigs for decades and brave Roman legionnaires that were trained every day in the art of war.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of the hand and inhaled deeply. It was probably around 8-9 am and most of the campers were heading towards breakfast after the morning practice. Many of them complained about fighting on an empty stomach but Reyna didn't mind. She knew how it was to go days without food so a few hours meant nothing to her. She actually found that she could concentrate better and she needed her full concentration today seeing as how Amelia had been her trainer.

It was rare for the centurion to be seen fighting, she was a daughter of Vulcan so she liked to create not to destroy. At least that's what she always told Reyna. Despite this she was a natural warrior and she could do wonders with her javelin. She once confessed that she would feel much more comfortable if she would be allowed to fight with her hammer which in return made Reyna crack a smile.

"Day dreaming in the middle of the road? Not very Reyna like." Amelia began to laugh as she nudged her gently with her shoulder. She wasn't a beauty but she wasn't bad looking either. Her most particular trait was her bright and carefree smile. She had blond hair cut short and honey eyes that were filled with curiosity and kindness. Reyna had to admit she had been pretty lucky to get accepted in the third cohort.

"I was just admiring the view." And what a view it was. One might think that after living on Circe's island Reyna would be accustomed with beautiful sights but the Roman camp had a different beauty. CC's spa always seemed like a Wonder Land to her. It felt like she was in a dream from which she couldn't escape. A part of her will always be grateful to Circe for taking Hylla and herself in but she couldn't deny that she was happy to walk amongst other demigods in a place where she didn't feel trapped.

"You should hurry up and clean yourself. You still have some chores to do before noon and don't forget that tonight we have War Games." A grin spread on Amelia's face and Reyna couldn't help but arch a brow. She had been hearing a lot of these so called games and she noticed that the campers had mixed feelings about them. While some seemed excited, others looked like the Apocalypse was upon them. Reyna had to admit that she was kind of curios since these so called 'games' seemed quite dangerous.

"What are we playing?"

"Deathball. It's gonna be awesome! Kind of like paintball but instead of paint we use acid!"

The brunette girl gave a simple nod deciding to stay quiet. She didn't have the heart to tell Amelia that she had no idea what paintball was and that the thought of playing with acid wasn't exactly thrilling.

They continued with the small chit-chat until they reached the baths and twenty minutes later Reyna was strolling down the path towards New Rome and her favorite place in the camp. She wasn't fond of eating with the other campers, not because she had something against them but because the atmosphere was very different than the one back on Circe's island. There, the girls would gather around Circe and gossip, giggle and make fun of men while still managing to look very proper and mannered. Reyna had a shock the first time Amelia took her to the mess hall. It was very…lively in lack of other words. Thus, she enjoyed her meals near the lake where no one would bother her.

She reached Terminus' statue and the god looked at her with a bored expression.

"Probatio tablet, please!"

"I've been coming here every day for the past two weeks, Terminus. You already know who I am."

"Nonsense! Rules are rules! No exceptions!"

Reyna rolled her dark eyes and took out her tablet before showing it the god. Terminus looked it over before approving her entrance with a firm nod.

"Make sure you visit our gift shop. We have very lovely plastic glasses with your favorite god, Terminus, on them. Now carry on!"

The brunette was more than glad that was over and hurried towards the lake. The first time she met Terminus she had the urge to break his statue into tiny little pieces. Reyna wasn't a rule breaker but the god had asked her to leave behind the dagger which was a gift from her mother, a gift that she never parted from. It took a lot of pleading coming from Amelia to finally convince her to leave the weapon behind. Many bad words were spoken between her and Terminus and the god wouldn't forget that. Now she knew better than to bring the dagger with her but she still felt very…exposed especially since her two hounds couldn't accompany her either.

She strolled towards the lake and her hand reached for her pocket. Her breakfast, which consisted of a donut, had been eaten on the way here. She kind of liked the fact that they could eat whatever they wanted, back on the island she would often be forced to consume only salads and food with low calories. She was especially happy that she could now have jellybeans. It might have looked strange that a serious person like her could enjoy such silly treats but jellybeans reminded Reyna of her father. How he would always munch on them when he was nervous. How he only picked the red and green ones and hated the purple.

A small smile spread on her face as she finally reached the lake but it quickly slipped off when she realized that she wasn't alone. She heard yells and laughs and that instantly made her narrow her orbs. She approached the lake slowly and watched in horror as some of the fifth cohort members were taking baths and fooling around. She knew that the lake wasn't a private place where only she could rest but she hated having her routine interrupted. It was the end of May and the warm weather was starting to get uncomfortable. She should have thought that some of the campers will evade to the lake where they could cool off.

With a small sigh, Reyna took one jellybean from her pocket before glaring at it. Great, it was purple.

"I really hate them. I always go for the green or red."

The voice from behind startled the young girl and she quickly turned to see who it was. Her shoulders fell when she recognized the face of the son of Jupiter. Always wearing that confident smirk, she wanted to rip it off his face.

"What do you want, Grace?"

"Nothing, just out for a walk. What about you? Spying on the fifth cohort?"

Reyna felt a blush threatening to cover her cheeks but she fought it back. Her black orbs narrowed at Jason and her fists clenched. Angering a daughter of Bellona, he must have been suicidal.

"I'm not in the business of spying on people especially not useless ones like the fifth cohort." She snarled and crossed her arms noticing with satisfaction that Jason didn't look so amused now. He was so easy to tease. Just make fun of his cohort and he'd immediately see red.

"I'll have you know that the third cohort, or any other cohort for that matter, is no better than ours! We shall see who's useless tonight, during the war games!"

He glared at her with his deep, sky-blue eyes and Reyna actually felt a shiver running down her spine. Silence took over and a staring match begun. If looks could kill then either Reyna or Jason would be now lying on the ground without a breath.

"Ah! Look who's here!"

They were interrupted by Gwen who had just finished her swim and was now drying off. She was wearing a purple, one-piece swimming suit and her chocolate hair was pulled up in a ponytail. She offered Reyna a huge smile that immediately reminded the girl of Amelia.

"Are you here for a swim? Maybe you can convince light-bolt here to try the water." Jason actually began to shiver and Gwen giggled in her palm. "Aww you big scaredy cat!"

"You're afraid of water?" Reyna arched her brow in an amused way and the blond boy scoffed.

"I'm a son of Jupiter. Let's just say that entering Neptune's territory is like playing with fire."

Reyna had to admit that it did make sense. It was a known fact that Jupiter and Neptune didn't exactly see eye to eye. The Romans didn't worship very much the god of sea either, his shrine was one of the smallest they had.

"Well I should find my towel and then get dressed. Still lots of chores and training to do before lunch. You kids can continue your make out session now." Gwen teased as she waved her hand at them before walking away to join the other members of her cohort.

Reyna didn't particularly feel embarrassed by her comment but Jason's face turned bright red. She bit her bottom lip, she covered her mouth with her hand but in the end she simply couldn't surpass her laughter. Jason was so astonished that he just stared at her as she continued to laugh.

"You're worse than a first grader. Who gets embarrassed over such a thing?" She felt tears forming in the corner of her eyes and took several deep breaths in order to calm herself down.

"Laugh all you want but Gwen is an expert when it comes to publicly humiliating me." He sighed before staring at her with pleading eyes. "Are you planning to share those jellybeans?"

The brunette shook her head before taking out from the pocket a small bag which contained the treats.

"What color do you want?"

"Red and green! Never liked the purple ones." He grinned like a kid as Reyna began to search through the bag. A small, almost melancholic, smile crossed her face as her thoughts wondered to her father. Red and green, huh? Maybe she could learn to…tolerate Jason if not like him.