From now on, I'm going to call the second and third in command cabin heads. just a note! Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 11: Hazel

"Have Jason", what did Lupa mean "have Jason"? And who were "Percy's people"? There were so many questions jumping around in Hazel's mind as everyone left the cave to go to the meeting, that she didn't even notice that all the other Praetors and cabin heads were already gathered around the table.

"So, what did you guys figure out?" Mark asked as they came in.

"He has bathed in the River Styx." Reyna replied, and everyone around the table gasped. Percy tried to look small, so as not to be noticed, but its kind of hard when everyone's looking at you.

"So, what legion will we put him in?" asked Sam, son of Trivia and Praetor of the fourth legion.

Discussion went around the table, some people thought third, others fourth, but Reyna, Bobby, and a few other people thought first. Hazel thought that Percy should be put in the second legion, it was in between what everyone else was arguing about.

Sarah scowled at her when she suggested this. "But new campers always start out in the fourth or fifth legions. Sometimes third, but never second or first."

"I think we can make an exception for Percy." Reyna replied cooly. "He did beat me in the sword fight today. I may have weakened him more were it not for the curse of Achilles, but he is still a good fighter." Reyna turned to Percy and frowned. "But your style is much different from ours. You don't remember where you learned to fight like that?" Reyna asked.

Percy shook his head. Poor boy. Hazel hated not knowing something, as did most of the people here. She tried to imagine what that would be like with your whole life.

"Well, obviously he knew he was a demigod before he came here," Mark started, but Lupa said softly, "That is not what we are here to discuss. We need to decide what legion to put Jackson in."

There was some more argument, but eventually Percy was put into the second legion. As Hazel headed towards the archery range for some practice, she wondered again where Percy had come from, and why Lupa thought that Jason was with people Percy knew.

When Jason disappeared, there had been that sign: he is in the hands of the foe who cannot be a foe if you are to survive. It had definitely been sent by Juno, because it was on a peacock feather, and peacocks were Juno's sacred bird. Did that mean that Percy was an enemy? Lupa had said that she was pretty sure she knew where Jason was, and she hadn't liked Percy ever since she saw that he was wearing that orange t-shirt when he got here. Hazel was distracted during archery practice, and her shots weren't as good as they normally were. She didn't tell any of her cabin mates anything other than that Percy had been put into the second legion, as she was still wondering if Percy's appearance had anything to do with Jason's disappearance. Percy had come to their camp only three days after Jason had disappeared.

"Hazel!" she heard her name shouted as she was heading to dinner after archery practice. She turned and saw Percy running towards her. "Look, um, I've remembered some things, and I don't want to tell Lupa, cause I'm afraid she won't like it, and Reyna can be a little unpredictable. I just feel like I have to tell someone."

"Shoot." Hazel said. This was about to get a lot more interesting. Percy told her that he remembered some people from his past who had also been wearing orange t-shirts, like the ones Lupa hadn't liked.

"Oh, and," Percy continued, as he was finishing telling Hazel about his memories, "One of them was a cyclops, and one of them was a satyr." Hazel got the feeling he was holding something back, but she couldn't think much about that.

Hazel turned her head towards him sharply. "You're friends with a cyclops?" she gaped. How could cyclops be friendly?

"I guess, they were only flashes of people's faces. Maybe he did something for me. What do you think about the satyr?" Percy shrugged.

"What's a satyr?" Hazel asked, confused now.

"I've seen them trotting around here before, the ones with the goat legs and hooves?" Percy looked at her worriedly, as if he thought she hadn't noticed them trotting around all these years.

"Do you mean fau-" Hazel started asking, then stopped herself. "You call the gods by their Greek names, you have a different fighting style from everyone else here, that means you're a Greek demigod!" Hazel was gaping at him again, Percy looked a little nervous.

"I don't think it would be good if everyone else knew..." he muttered.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone, that's why Lupa thought you were an enemy! And there must be another group of demigods, but Greek, and that's where you come from! Maybe your orange shirt is a sign of where you come from, like we have purple shirts." Hazel couldn't believe this was happening. And if Percy was a supposed enemy, and Jason was in the hands of the enemy who could not be an enemy... Jason was at the place where Percy had come from! They had been switched, and their memories wiped clean, but by who? Then the answer came knocking in Hazel's head. Juno! Juno had sent the peacock feather about where Jason was. Juno had wanted the two groups to unite, but why? Why not keep them separate? Greeks and Romans were supposed to be enemies, so why would Juno want them to learn about each other? It would only cause more war, and right now, that was the last thing they needed.

Hazel wasn't sure that Percy understood how much she just had, but he understood enough and told her again, "Just please, don't tell anyone. They'll kill me. Greeks and Romans are supposed to enemies, but I don't want to be your enemy."

Hazel nodded. "I think I'm going to skip dinner." she murmured, and headed back towards her cabin to try and process what she had just discovered.

Well, there you go! Now someone here knows a bit about Percy too! Next chapter will be up soon, read to find out!

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