A/N: Alright, here we go! Let's go meet Psycho Octavian. Thanks for those first reviewers. Those are really encouraging!

Haha, and I'm glad to hear that someone also watches Sherlock! Rock on

Percy's POV:

The rain was getting heavier and I ushered Jason and Hazel under the cover. I capped Riptide and slid it into the pocket of my pajama bottoms. Their purple shirts were damp and Hazel's springy hair was wind blown.

"What exactly is going on?" I asked and straightened my pajama bottoms and shirt for my friends. Hazel looked at me dumbfounded for what to say. Jason stepped forward and got close to me.

"Octavian. He's found a way to control us. The entire Camp is preparing for war."

"Against who?" I asked.

"Camp Half-blood!" Hazel wiped some rain from her brow and looked really scared. That sunk in, and thinking about the last war between camps, it did not end well.

"You're not seriously saying he convinced the entire camp to turn against us, even when things now are so good?" I asked. Hazel shook her head, springs flying.

"Octavian still hates the Greeks, and found a different way around war." Jason said. His blue eyes were widened with fear. "All campers at Jupiter are under a spell sort of… I don't know how he's doing it but everyone seems to be… Brainwashed."

"Are you sure?" I asked. "Did you tell Chiron?"

"The horse just-" landed here… Hazel started but stopped. "Please, Frank's under it too."

"So is Piper." Jason wrapped his arms around himself, blonde hair falling into his eyes. "I was talking with her under a tree when she collapsed. When she woke up, her eyes were glazed and she went to sharpen her knife and polish armor."

"Same thing with Frank. He and I were practicing when he fell over. He ignored me when he got up and went to make more arrows and practice shooting targets." Hazel told me.

"And Reyna?" I asked.

"She's under Octavian's control too." Jason said. "He's gone mad with power over there."

"But you two aren't under the control…"

"We think it's because we are children of the big three." Hazel gestured towards us three.

"What does that mean?" I asked. "Why did you include me, is half-blood under the spell too?" I asked, already not wanting to know the answer.

"I would assume so… That's why we came to you first." Jason said. My stomach dropped and I pushed past them. "Percy, where-?"

The ground underneath me squished between my toes and the rain dripped down my back and my cheeks as I ran towards the Athena cabin. The lights were on and I didn't hesitate to knock.

I threw the door open and saw many pairs of grey eyes turn on me. I searched for Annabeth who pushed herself to the front of the crowd.

"Perseus Jackson. Are you prepared for battle?" She asked in a monotone voice, the personality drained from her normal happy self. I blinked a few times and her eyes still weren't normal looking. They were a clouded grey and didn't meet my gaze.

"Oh gods…" I heard Hazel behind me gasp, a quick intake of breath.

"Annabeth Chase." I said, mocking her. It was hard and I choked on her name a bit. "I am ready. Are you?"

Annabeth's mouth twisted into a crooked and evil smile. "Of course. A child of Athena is always ready." She turned to Jason and Hazel behind me. "Why are you here?" Her robotic voice was unpleasant.

"They are here to help us."

"Yes." Jason said, as best as he could to fit in with the monotone voices.

"Glad you could join us." Annabeth smirked again. "We are meeting at the pavilion at sunrise. Don't be late."

"We won't." I assured.

"Good." She turned to Malcolm and shouted in a harsh voice. "Keep working on battle plans!" He bent over a drawing board. "Get back to work!" The Athena cabin started again working on what they were doing, whether it was sharpening weapons, or designing new chariots and defense systems.

I shut the door behind me and leaned against it with one hand. My head hung and my eyes stung, threatening a small amount of tears.

"Percy, are you okay?" Jason asked. My head was swimming and my fists clenched at my side.

"That was not Annabeth."

"That's what it looks like back at Camp Jupiter." Hazel squeaked. I stormed back to my cabin and the two others followed me through the rain.

There were clothes strewn around my cabin and I picked up a Camp Half-Blood shirt and a paid of jeans. Not caring my audience, I shrugged out of my pajama bottoms and pulled on the jeans. Hazel shed her eyes while I changed but Jason didn't break my gaze.

"We need to get this asshole." I pulled on the other shirt over my head. "I am not going to sit through another war between these two camps."

A/N: Alright, have a wonderful day! Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoy it and I hope you have a super fantastic day!