Ok, FanFiction won't let me see my reviews from the previous chapter until I upload the next one, so if you have questions that I don't answer, sorry. Yeah, Reyna might not have actualy left, but she kind of had to be gone for a couple months, it's kind of impotant... and Roman's might not believe in 2nd chances, but again, she had to be praetor... you'll see ;)

April 22

Cassandra and some of the others have shown me that I can't have helped Jason, and after that realization, I have started to let him go. Unfortunately, I can't take back what I have done to the people of Rome. After hurting them so badly, I can't face them. The weight of my own actions are slowing me down, preventing me from interacting with people. To make up for my gross misconduct, I have thrown myself into my work, but even still I fell as though I can never make it up to them. I have no social life, but I also have no extra time to worry about Jason. He is the one who I feel I have let down the most. I haven't even let them give Jason a funeral yet. On the day I find him, I will have a lot of apologizing to do. Cassandra is, as always, worried about me. She doesn't think that working all the time is healthy, but working until 3 and getting up at 5 keeps me alive. I need the exhaustion to remind myself that he really is gone and my life isn't a dream. It is better than cutting myself, so Cassandra relents, but she does not approve. It is better for me to work myself to death than commit bodily harm, and the legion is being more productive than ever.

Reyna

April 23

Reyna has 'improved' but she is a completely different person. Many people don't notice as she was always very closed off… but not like this. She always went to someone when she had a problem; her sister, Jason, me. But now she won't let any emotion be shown. It is as if she is afraid that if she does, Jason's loss is going to catch up to her again and she will be plunged back into depression.

Nobody cares that she is a different person because she is not harmful to anyone and she is working. They have even stopped medicating her. She is strict, hardworking, unsocial and uncaring. She has lost so much she is cutting herself off from the world. They might be okay with that, but I'm not. This isn't the Reyna I know. This isn't the Reyna I want. And I will find the old her.

April 24

I can't believe this! Reyna gets voted back as praetor ruining my chances. Now, on top of this, she is working so hard there is no way they would demote her, even if she were Greek! But, I will wait for an opportunity. No one is perfect. I will find out something about her so bad that no one in their right mind would even go near her. Or, better yet, I will make something up. I can be quite patient. Someday, I will be praetor. She'd better watch out.

Octavian, Auger of Camp Jupiter.

April 25

I woke up completely disoriented with a wolf muzzle in front of my face. I didn't panic; I knew what to do in these situations. Wait. What did I know? My name was Perseus Jackson, I was a demigod, and… a face. Grey eyes, blond hair… I knew her name was Annabeth, and… she was my girlfriend? Huh. Unfortunately, that was all I knew about myself. I didn't know who my family was, how I'd gotten here, where here even was.

After assessing the situation, I decided to focus on the more immediate threat, as the wolf was still perched on top of me. I squirmed, trying to unseat it, but stopped when the wolf growled at me.

"Lady Lupa? What would you have me do with him?" I gasped. The voice had been clear as if stated out loud, but was sure it was in my mind. It was… the wolf?

"Well, get off of him for one," said another voice, this one unmistakably feminine. The wolf took one last look at me and then sprang off. Strangely it didn't hurt, and when I looked down at where there should have been puncture marks the skin was flawless.

"Curse of Achilles. How interesting." Another large wolf entered the clearing, presumably Lupa. "What is your name, young demigod?" she asked, her voice resonating with power.

"Percy," I said, my voice almost failing me.

"Ah, Perseus Jackson. We have been waiting for you. Welcome to the Wolf House, I am Lupa."

April 26

Flashback, spring 2005

The camp was huge. Hylla, my older sister, held my hand and pulled me along.

"Now, Reyna, stay right here. I would hate to lose you while I talk to the leaders about staying here." I nodded and dropped her hand, sitting down on the steps leading to the large building and observing my surroundings. Everywhere was a flurry of action; weapon making, training, drills. My eyes landed on a boy who was staring at me out of a window across the road. He looked about 9, the same age as me. When he saw that I had caught him staring he blushed and ducked away from the window, but then opened the door and walked towards me.

"Hi," he said, "I'm Jason. This is my home, Camp Jupiter. I became a full member of the legion last year!" he said proudly, showing me the strange tattoos on his wrists. "Are you going to join the legion?" he asked hopefully. Just then Hylla barged out the doors, making me jump.

"No! I will NOT!" she yelled. "Come on Reyna, we're leaving." She held out her hand

"No," I said boldly, stepping away from her. This camp already felt like my home even if I'd only been here a few minutes.

"What?" she asked. "Reyna, this is no time to play games."

"I want to stay here," I said, taking another step away from Hylla.

"You wouldn't last five minutes on your own," she said sneering. "Now get over here. We're leaving!" She walked over to me and grabbed my shoulders.

"Excuse me, but you can't do that. It's her choice if she wants to stay," said Jason. Hylla just growled.

"And whose to stop me?" she asked.

"I am," he said, half drawing his gladius.

"Fine," Hylla hissed. "Take it all. I DON'T CARE ANY MORE!" she said, storming off.

"Welcome to Camp Jupiter," Jason said, grinning.

April 27

"Fine!" Reyna said, throwing her hands in the air. "Have a funeral for him! But I'll be out actively LOOKING FOR HIM!" Then, suddenly, all bravado gone, she collapsed on her seat and began to sob. This was the first emotion she had shown in months, and all of the council members looked up in surprise. Cassandra walked over and hugged Reyna, whispering into her ear until she calmed down.

"I just miss him so much," she whispered, burying her head in Cassandra's shoulders.

"We all do," Cassandra said, "but it's time to give him the respect he deserves. It's time to give him a funeral." Reyna sniffled and nodded.

"I know," she said, "but that doesn't mean I have to like it. Excuse me," she said, and then left.

April 28

Jason,

They're going to give you a funeral. They would have had it long ago but I didn't let them. It wasn't out of disrespect, but I was hoping we could find you. I'm glad, though, now people will be able to give you the respect that you deserve. You will be remembered by all of us, but most of all by me.

Cassandra hopes I will get some closure from this; apparently I'm not the same as I used to be, but I won't be able to let you go until I get an answer to my questions. This funeral will just solidify the fact that I never will get those answers.

I changed when I met you, and I changed when you left. Now there's no going back.

Reyna

Hoped you liked it! Why is Percy in this chapter? Well, I wanted him to be, and he will probably be kind of introduced next chapter. REVIEW!