Percy's POV again.. what will happen to him now? Read to find out! thx

Chapter 10: Percy

Percy woke up the next morning feeling dizzy from the events of the night before. He lay in bed for a while, wondering why Lupa had reacted the way she did when she learned his father was Neptune. But the name Neptune didn't feel right in Percy's mind, Poseidon did.

With nothing else to do, Percy looked clearly around his cabin for the first time. Reyna had put him in the section for the fifth legion. The walls and floor were the color or gray sea rock, and there were little seashells lining the border between the walls and the ceiling. The ceiling was a blue tinted glass that distorted the sunlight so that the place looked like it was under water. Go figure.

Percy slowly headed to breakfast. He had had some more dreams about his past life, but they weren't exactly something he wanted to share with the people here. There was a satyr named Grover, a friendly cyclops named Tyson (Percy now understood why he had felt guilty about killing the cyclops the night before), a girl named Thalia, and a guy named Nico. When he had dreamed about them, he had been in a valley where there were kids with orange tee-shirts doing activities that weren't that different from the ones done here, like sword fighting and archery. Percy knew that if he told anyone, especially Lupa, about this, she would react badly and might even treat him as an enemy, which Percy didn't really want.

As he entered the pavilion, everybody pointed to him and started talking in hushed whispers. Percy sighed and sat down at the Poseidon table. He didn't have much of an appetite. Hazel and Dakota occasionally glanced over at him sympathetically, but everybody else just gossiped.

After breakfast was a meeting of the Praetors (legion leaders) and their second and third in command.

Lupa fixed her dark eyes on Percy. "So, we have come here to decide upon this demigod's status. Which legion would you like to put him in?"

Everybody started talking and yelling at once. Finally Mark, who was second in command in his legion next to Sarah, said, "Will he fight a Praetor first, to make up for yesterday?"

Lupa looked at Mark and said cooly, "Choose your champion."

Finally they settled on Reyna. She was Praetor of the first legion now that Jason was gone, and she was the best fighter in the camp. Some Mercury kids went to announce the fight to the rest of the camp.

The fight started as soon as everyone was assembled in the Colosseum. Percy and Reyna circled each other, swords pointed at each other's chests. Both had armor, but neither had a shield.

Reyna made the first move. She lunged in at Percy's stomach, and he sidestepped, but she whacked him with her sword at she stumbled past anyways. Percy should've started bleeding, but he just stumbled a little, and the crowd gasped. Then the fighters went sword on sword, and both got hit by the other a few times. The strange thing was, even when Reyna hit Percy with force that should've caused him to start bleeding, her blade seemed to bounce right off his skin. All she was managing to do was tire him out a little, but then she was getting tired too. Percy wondered why Reyna couldn't hurt him, but he told himself that he had to keep his mind on the fight. Then, with another burst of energy, Percy had disarmed her and had his sword pointed at her neck.

They were both breathing hard, but other than that, the place was completely silent. Then Lupa said, "Well, we have our winner!"

The audience started shouting as Percy lowered his sword, his head buzzing with thoughts of what had just happened. Why hadn't he been able to get hurt? Why didn't Reyna's blows affect him? Reyna herself was scratched up on her face and arms, and she was staring at Percy, probably also wondering why she hadn't been able to hurt him but he her.

Lupa called Percy and Reyna, along with Hazel, Bobby, and Sarah, a daughter of Mars and Praetor of the third legion, to come with Lupa to her cave.

As soon as they were settled, Lupa turned and hissed at Percy, "How come you cannot be harmed?"

"I- I don't know." Percy stammered back. "I don't remember anything from my past life, so I can't tell you." Percy certainly didn't want to share his dream with Lupa.

Lupa sighed and sat down in front of him, her nose an inch away from Percy's. "Did you, perhaps, bathe in the River Styx?" she asked with narrowed eyes and a very threatening voice.

Everybody else in the cave gasped. Percy started shaking his head that he didn't know, when suddenly a memory sharper than anything came rushing back to him. He remembered the pain and the sensation of drowning, and then suddenly Annabeth pulling him out of the water.

It was Percy's turn to gasp. He nearly fell over, and when he straightened up, Hazel asked nervously, "You remember, don't you?" Percy nodded. Had Annabeth really been there to pull him out of the water, or was that just a vision within a vision?

"I don't suppose you could tell us your mortal point, could you?" snarled Sarah, but Percy shook his head. He remembered the sensation of being in the Styx, but not his mortal point. And if he did remember, Percy decided, he wouldn't tell anyone what it was.

Lupa muttered to herself repeatedly, "I need to make contact, I need to make contact."

"Make contact with who?" Reyna asked.

Lupa looked at Percy and said quietly, "With his people. I think they might have Jason."

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