Guess what people? I got 16 reviews for the last chapter, which is the 2nd most I've ever gotten from the release of one chapter (#1 being when I first posted chapter 1). So apparently you guys all love-urm, I mean hate cliffhangers. So more cliffhangers! Unless you keep up the awesome reviews :D.

I realized that as I was finishing ch 30, I forgot to put in a Frank chapter after Nico, so I had to go back and edit every single one :P

XXI

Frank

Frank tackled Octavian just as his blade touched Nico's chest and they both went sprawling. When he felt a body on top of him, he blindly punched at it and was rewarded with a solid crack! as a jaw dislocated.

Someone screamed with a very high-pitch. Groaning, Frank shoved the body off of him and stood up.

Octavian was on the ground, with a bloody nose and groaning. Frank looked at him in disgust. Nico came up behind him and muttered, "Thanks" before kicking the dislocated jaw again. Quite painful.

As the demigods mopped up and reorganized, Reyna and a couple centurions came over. "What happened?" She asked harshly.

Nico replied in a monotone, "He tried to stab me, Frank tackled him and dislocated his jaw."

Jason frowned. "Octavian ATTACKED you?"

"Yeah, I saw him go for Nico with a dagger," Frank confirmed.

"This is treachery," Reyna muttered, scratching her chin like the 500 year old monks you see in movies. "I will find a suitable punishment."

Later, after everyone returned to camp, Nico finally brought out the little bronze piece that was supposedly a part of the bow. It radiated power, even if it didn't look like much. Attached to it was another rolled up slip of parchment that somehow survived several thousand years of earth.

Nico read it to himself and frowned. "What's up?" Frank asked, peeking curiously.

The words were written in poetic Ancient Greek, but he managed to read,He read the parchment,

Congratulations! You've somehow managed to fall upon the first piece of the archer, whether 40 years from now or 2000. I have the slightest clue what you have this for, writing this as the gods mop up the Giants. But Lord Zeus has ordered me to hide the 4 pieces, so only worthy heroes can find them when Olympusus needed help again. I could tell you where it is, but unfortunately, the Fates told me it can't be TWO easy. So I'll have to again riddle you. Sorry peoples!

The 2nd piece lies at the site of the first run,
where the Persian invasion first begun.
Where the Athenian army held against all odds,
where they saved Greece and the home of the Gods
Where King Darius was defeated and brought to shame,
While the phalanx of Athens gained glory and fame

I think that was to dramatic. I'll make sure if you never find the 2nd piece, I'll give you something different. Peace in!

The Awesome Apollo

P.S. If you ever find this, Insta-ris Message me. I need to know.

(A/N This is not me screwing up grammar horribly, its Frank not being able to read Greek very well)

"Weird," Frank agreed. "He sounds so... 's like he wrote this a day ago."

Nico shrugged. "With gods, you can never know. They had Cashmere clothes when mankind was learning how to use the fire Prometheus gave them."

Frank snorted. A couple people had gathered around Nico, curious as to what the yellow old paper read. Nico read the clue aloud to everyone, and people started muttering amongst themselves as to what it is.

The next few hours blurred as more and more people heard it. Fortunately, it wasn't too twisted by the time it reached the ends of the gossip line, only to the point where it sounded something like this:

I derped on the field all day,
Persians came and tried to stab me.
Athenians saved me with all odds,
(almost) saved Greece and the toilet of the Gods.
King Darius was owned big time and brought to shame,
the kitchen maids of Athens gained derp and fame.

OK, maybe it was a little weird.

Apollo's riddle was read aloud to everyone at dinner though, so confusion cleared up.

The next morning, Frank woke up to a very loud noise. He did his morning routine, then half-sleep walked to the deck of the Argo II to see what was going on.

When he saw, all his tiredness instantly disappeared.

Several dozen meters from the Argo II, a group of Romans were storming through the Greek side of the encampment, burning ships and tents, hacking down a few who ran into them.

Jason was at his side instantly, swearing like a sailor. He grabbed a ballista and loaded a bolt. Frank ran to the helm and sounded the alarm bell.

Within a minute, everyone was up. Jason fired the first bolt, a tear gas arrow. It exploded in the middle of the Roman mob and the angry crowd was reduced to coughing and gagging, if only temporarily. "Do something, Leo!" Jason shouted as he picked up a 2nd giant arrow, this time armor piercing.

Leo ran up to Frank and pushed him away from the helm, cursing wildly and ripping open drawers as Piper attempted to charmspeak the crowd a little. Hazel was whistling for Arion.

After hesitating for a moment, Frank concentrated for a moment. He felt himself grow heavier and larger, and before he knew it, he was a full size Chinese dragon.

Frank soared upwards, making low passes and sending Romans scattering while the Greeks gathered into a fighting formation.

Roman arrows and pila bounced harmlessly off his skin like NERF darts against a brick wall. After a couple passes, he cleared back to the ship as the Greeks charged forward, smashing into the confused Romans.

He turned back to human and Leo exclaimed behind him. "Yes!" he shouted and pulled out the metal sphere like the one Frank had seen in Archimedes' lab.

"What are you planning to do with that?" Frank shouted, temporarily forgetting he was supposed to hate Leo. He replied, "Just watch" and grinned wickedly.

Frank watched as Leo punched a few numbers, then threw it into the massive blob of soldiers. For a moment, nothing happened. Then the air sparked blue around the sphere, which was hovering over the Romans.

A shock traveled through all the Romans' armor and weapons, as well as the Greeks' weapons, but none of them were wearing any armor.

Then the air exploded, and everything in a 30 foot radius outwards-tents, soldiers and seagulls- was pushed to the ground.

Everything went silent for a moment as people tried to comprehend what happened.

Before things could get out of hand again, Reyna marched in and shoved into the flattened angry Roman mob and dragged a blond haired augur who will not be named (*cough* Octavian *cough*) to his feet. The scrawny boy gulped and then received a punch in the face and a knee in the groin. A few people winced silently.

"Octavian?" Reyna demanded coldly. "What is this?"

"Praetor… the Greeks… they tried to kill me!" he stuttered. A couple of the Greeks snorted and snickered.

"Oh yes, of course!" Reyna said in a voice dripping with sarcasm and threw Octavian to the floor.

"As Praetor of Camp Jupiter and the 12th legion, I sentence you and your first cohort of traitors to decimatio to the 3rd degree!" She shouted.

All the Romans gasped audibly (including Jason, Frank and Hazel), while the Greeks looked confused.

Decimatio was a cruel punishment for cohorts who had betrayed or defied direct orders. The cohort of 50 was divided into groups of 10, and each one threw in a name in their own hat. One name was then drawn out, and the person who had been selected was to be beat by the other 9, to a certain degree depending on which one the sentence commanded.

In this case, 3rd degree, the lightest, was simply a harsh beating.

The punishment hadn't been used since the 1st Legion rebelled against Rome towards the end of Civil War when they realized they were losing, resulting in Rome's defeat and move westward into California.

Some Romans explained it to the Greeks, whose jaws dropped to China. Frank remembered that from what Percy had said once, at Camp Half Blood, the cruelest punishment you could get was Kitchen Duty, Stable Cleaning and no s'mores, unless it was something serious, like murder, in which case you were either isolated for in VERY extreme cases, banished.

The Greeks never issued death penalties, them being as small as they were already, every man counted.

"Praetor, please! You cannot sentence us to something like this!" Octavian pleaded on his hands and knees. For the first time, he looked genuinely scared.

Reyna regarded him coldly. "You rebelled against Rome, Augur, and that is not lightly taken. You and the first cohort," she gestured to his accomplices, "are to return to Camp Half Blood and stay there as soon as the punishment is completed. I will have Greeks put devices on the ships to make sure you stay on course."

A.K.A C4 explosives wired to blow if the ships went off awry.

Frank locked himself in his cabin later as he blocked out the sounds of Romans screaming in pain. Even he had to admit that Reyna was a little TOO harsh, as bad as Octavian was.

Sometime in the evening, the Argo II's alarm sounded, signaling they were ready to leave. To continue the next leg of this quest.

Guess! oO And for the record, Decimatio is a real punishment, although in reality, it was always killing, but I couldn't massacre 1/4 of the 1st cohort couldn't i? :/

Quote of the chapter- If rabbits' feet are lucky, then what happened to the rabbit?

Song of the chapter- Lucky by Jason Mraz. A fan suggested this song to me, relating it to Percabeth. The lyrics match them perfectly, though the song itself I'm not a big fan of.

Entertainment of the chapter- I am Number 4