Hola! Okay, this is another awkward, really, really short chapter. So sorry bout that guys. I wasn't sure what to do with it because I have some big stuff in store and this is kinda a 'transition' chapter, ya know? So, better stuff comin up!

And I love how I bring in a new character, and suddenly you guys are all like: "I like Sarah! Don't kill her!" Seriously, like half of the reviews were people asking for me to not kill her off, saying they'd be upset. Like, it kinda made me laugh. Chill guys.

;)

You guys should watch Supernatural. And Bones. They're both fricken hilarious. Legit. New Supernatural episode was today and I was cracking up.

Alright. We'll just go with it.

Disclaimer: READ ON!

Sarah lead us back out of the Pomerian and we all gathered our weapons. Sarah fought with a regular, roman, imperial gold sword, but kept a knife strapped to her side in case. She looked over to me with my several weapons, her eyes lingering on the shotgun. "Neat. Where'd ya get that? I'm assuming the bullets kill monsters?"

I nodded. "Yeah, melted celestial bronze weapons, because of that the bullets are hard to acquire. Most demigods don't take to guns, but my grandfather came up with the idea, long story, and my family needed all the weapons we could get."

Sarah snorted. "Don't we all," she said, but I think she understood me. "So, what's your ride?"

"Uh...busses?"

She looked at me incredulously. "You and several hundred ADHD, armed and dangerous demigods rode a couple of busses on a cross country death trip to meet more ADHD, armed and dangerous demigods and fight in a war?"

I nodded. "Pretty much, yeah."

She snorted again. "You Greeks are weird."

"Yeah? What would you Roman's have done?"

"Something better than busses." I sighed, I expected that answer. Sarah really was my Roman twin.

"So, who are the praetor's?" I asked.

"You really know a lot about the Roman camp, don't ya?"

I shrugged. "My parent's, my mom especially, liked to keep me informed about stuff like this."

Sarah just nodded. "I get that. Our praetors are a son of Jupiter and a granddaughter of Bellona."

"Granddaughter? A legacy as praetor?"

"Tiny little thing actually. Decent mind, but can barely fight."

"Then why aren't you praetor."

For a moment, she didn't respond. I didn't pry. It took awhile, but she finally replied. "I wasn't really interested in a government position. Stick me in battle, ask for advice, that's where I work best. I'm not one to walk around in a toga shouting orders." Soon we reached the entrance to the camp. A group of anxious demigods stood at the border. Lexi and Alex caught my eye.

"Yo, Lena." Alex waved me over. When I was by him he jerked his head to Sarah, who had followed me. "Who's the chick?"

Sarah crossed her arms. "She's offended. She doesn't take kindly to being called a 'chick'," she used air quotes. "And her name is Sarah, you D bag."

Alex held his hands up in surrender. "Whoah. No intention to offend. Didn't know your name Sarah." He dropped his hands and looked her over. "Earned my respect though."

Sarah smirked. "Wait until you see me in battle. I kick ass."

Alex smiled back. "Can't wait."

Lexi pretended to puke. "I think I'm gonna vomit."

Sarah hardened again. "We gotta go. People are dying and we're standing around having a good chat."

Alexa walked up. "You guys ready to go? We got a battle to fight."

Sarah clapped in mock cheer. "I'm always in a mood for a suicide battle. Let's blow this popsicle stand."

Alexa smiled. "Couldn't have said it better myself."

Yeah, that was microscopic. Don't hate me! I'll try to be better next time. I was distracted by Supernatural episode. I'll be better next time! You guys have no idea the things I have in store! I'm REALLY excited. :D You guys should be too. It's gonna be some epic shit. :) HAHAHAHA!