I would just like to say, hello to all the new reviewers! It's great to finally hear from you guys, and I hope I continue to hear from you (Hint, hint)

So, short chapter compared to the last one, but we've got a lot happening.

Jason

"You would not believe how hot the girl is down the hall…"

Jason let his mind wander as Leo described one of the Amazons staying in the Florence. Despite having a serious hangover, the son of Hephaestus was wide eyed and bushy tailed. Leo's energy probably had something to do with all the cups of coffee Piper had given him that morning, but Jason doubted that he would be any different without the caffeine.

It was a warm, muggy afternoon and for the most part the streets were deserted. The citizens of New Rome were either at the canoe lake or inside their villas, trying to avoid the heat. He had decided to skip lunch with legion and instead had made the trek to the city. The hour and a half he had for lunch was not nearly enough time for him to spend with Piper and Leo, but the quick trip to the café would have to do.

Piper, who was sitting next to him at the tiny metal table, absently twirled a straw wrapper in her hand. Jason found himself glancing at her, more and more as Leo rambled on. The daughter of Aphrodite had put her hair up, and a few strands had come loose from the bun, brushing the delicate skin of her collarbone. Gods, his fingers itched to brush the pieces of hair behind her ear. After a few furtive glances, Piper caught his eye.

"Hey," Leo snapped his fingers in front of his face and Jason tore his gaze from Piper's, "are you listening to me?"

"Uh," He cleared his throat and tried to pull his thoughts together, "yeah, I just zoned out for a second, what were you saying?"

Leo shook his head, an irritated look on his face. Out of the corner of his eye, Jason could see Piper. She had her head down and was studying the water running down the side of her glass, her cheeks a bit pink.

"I was saying," Jason focused back on Leo, "your leader friend is hot."

Jason almost dropped the glass he had in his hand.

"She's got that whole ice princess image going on like Khione-"

Piper snorted. "More like ice queen."

Jason couldn't believe the turn this conversation had taken. He was frozen in his chair, mouth hanging open slightly.

Leo shrugged. "Doesn't bother me, I like a challenge."

A challenge, Jason couldn't help but laugh, Leo had no idea what a challenge Reyna was.

Piper rolled her eyes, but Leo ignored her and kept talking. "Seriously, I like a girl who plays hard to get." Leo leaned back in his chair and waggled his eyebrows. "I'm willing to work for it, she can't ignore me forever."

"Please," Piper flicked the straw wrapper at Leo, "she's never going to give you the time of day. I don't even understand why you're interested."

Leo leaned forward his face astonished. "You're kidding me, right?" Leo glanced at him, but before he could say anything, Leo turned back to Piper. "Pipes, Reyna is hot, like capital H-O-T hot. She's got that whole, Amazonian-warrior-woman attitude, and the body to go along with it."

"Can we talk about something else," Jason hated the hard edge to his voice, "please?"

Hazel

Hazel brushed her hand across a diamond absentmindedly. The sun was just beginning to set, and the diamonds atop Pluto's temple were reflecting the light into thousands of rainbows. The day had dragged by, stable duties, Latin lessons and strategy training refusing to end, much like the heat wave that had settled over the valley. No matter how hard Frank had tried, she had remained in what her mother would have called, a dark mood, all day.

It just didn't make any sense to her how Camp Jupiter couldn't go looking for Nico. He was vitally important to the camp and New Rome; he was senator, for Jupiter's sake! How could Reyna say that his welfare wasn't "their" concern? With a hollow sigh, she watched as more diamonds popped up on the roof.

"I'm going to find you Nico," she whispered to the setting sun. "I'm going to help you just like you helped me."

Percy

Percy resisted the urge to bang his head against the back of his uncomfortable marble chair. Injuring himself further wouldn't get him out of the Senate meeting, but at this point, he was willing to try anything. The Senate had been called to discuss the incident at the marina shortly after lunch, and it was now dark. Everyone looked about ready to throw themselves down the Senate steps, that is, everyone except Octavian. The little rat was convinced that Neptune had turned and was trying everything imaginable to connect the Greeks to the incident. It didn't matter how many times he defended his friends or how many times Dakota threatened to knock his teeth out, Octavian kept talking. Even Reyna hadn't been able to stop Octavian's deranged ramblings.

Bobby, one of the centurions of the third, finished his speech and began to head back to his seat. He didn't get two feet before Octavian rose and made his way down to the floor. Argentum, who was lying in between his chair and Reyna's, whined and rolled over onto his back. Percy couldn't help but glance at the greyhound and nod in agreement.

"I simply can't understand-"

"Octavian."

Octavian froze mid-sentence and looked at Reyna. Actually, the whole Senate was frozen and staring at Reyna. The daughter of Bellona was gripping the edge of her marble chair's arm rests so hard her knuckles were white. She looked seconds away from losing it, or passing out. Percy couldn't get over how exhausted she looked. Usually, Reyna didn't let the toll the praetorship took on her show. He could only guess that the mermen's poison had done more harm than she was letting on. They probably should have listened to Ethan and stayed in the infirmary another day, but neither of them had been very good with sitting still for long.

"Unless you have something new to add-"

Octavian moved closer to Reyna. "Praetor, I'm simply trying to help you see…"

Reyna silenced him with a look, one look. Percy just couldn't understand how she did it.

"I do not need your help to see a plot that is not there, Octavian." Reyna stood up and Octavian took a few steps back. "Now, unless you have something new to add, which I highly doubt you do," some of the Senators smiled and laughed quietly, "I'm calling this meeting to a close."

No one waited to hear Octavian's objections, the Senate House cleared out as if it were on fire. As everyone quickly made their way out, Reyna sunk back into her chair. Argentum sat up and licked her hand, whimpering softly. Before Octavian could take two steps toward them, Percy fixed him with his wolf stare. Aurum, who was laying at the base of the dais the marble chairs were on, raised his head and growled at the augur, backing up Percy's death glare. With a look that screamed, this isn't over, Octavian stormed out of the Senate House.

"Hey," he laid a hand on Reyna's shoulder, "are you okay?"

"That is by far the least tactful statement you have made in Senate to date."

Percy whipped his head up and scanned the Senate seats. A guy in a scarlet toga got up from his seat in the back and made his way toward the dais. Percy had no idea how he had not realized the guy was there, he could have sworn the Senate House was empty but for him and Reyna.

"Yeah, well," Reyna leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, "someone had to shut him up."

The guy, who had stopped a few feet from them to rub Aurum's ears, laughed. "A dagger through his throat would work too."

A faint smile played on Reyna's lips and Percy couldn't help but feel he was intruding on some age old routine. If he had to guess, it was the same feeling people probably got when he and Annabeth tried to outwit the other.

"Now who's being tactless?" Reyna opened her eyes and gave the guy a warm smile.

"Percy," He leaned forward and shook the guy's hand as Reyna introduced him, "this is Marcus, son of Mars, former praetor and my mentor."

Percy couldn't help but give Reyna a teasing smile. "So you actually had a mentor, I always thought you were born with your talent."

Reyna gave him a dark look and Marcus frowned at him. Percy cleared his throat and made a mental note that he was not yet close enough to Reyna to play who can out-insult the other.

"So," Marcus offered Reyna his hand and the daughter of Bellona allowed him to pull her to her feet, "what are your plans for this weekend?"

Percy tried to keep up with Marcus and Reyna, but he had not yet mastered the art of walking quickly in a toga.

Reyna sighed. "Busy, it seems that everyone wants a minute of my time this weekend."

Marcus laughed and then glanced over his shoulder at Percy, as if to say, are you coming or not Greek? Deciding that the toga had to go, he slashed the knot Gwen had tied at lunch with his pugio and ripped the bed sheet off. Reyna gave him an exasperated look when he caught up to her, bed sheet draped around his neck like a towel.

"My sister is planning on leaving Monday, so I'll be spending time with her and the Amazons, not to mention-"

"That you're going to dinner with me Sunday night."

Percy had to hand it to Marcus, the guy was smooth. Surprisingly, Reyna didn't shoot the son of Mar's down, like Percy had expected her to.

"Oh really?" Reyna paused before taking the turn in the road that led to Terminus, and then father on, the camp.

Marcus nodded. "You need a break."

Reyna raised a delicate eyebrow. "Aren't you the one who told me that praetors don't get breaks, their job is to give all their strength, wisdom and time to Camp Jupiter?"

Marcus narrowed his eyes. "Don't be a smartass," Percy couldn't believe the fact that Reyna didn't even bat an eye at Marcus' comment, "you know what I mean by break."

Reyna smiled. "An in depth discussion on everything I'm doing wrong while we stuff our faces at J's."

Marcus glanced over his shoulder as he walked down the road that led to the city. "I was planning on taking you to Becco actually."

As he and Reyna made their way up the road to Terminus, Percy couldn't help give her a teasing grin. "Looks like someone has a date Sunday night."

Reyna rolled her eyes. "Oh please, it's not a date."

Percy ignored her comment and hummed the tune to K-I-S-S-I-N-G.

"Seriously," Reyna laughed and shoved him playfully, "it's not a date. Marcus is my mentor, he takes me out at least once a month."

"Denial isn't just a river in Europe."

Reyna shook her head. "Africa you idiot, the river is in Africa."

Percy shrugged; he'd never been very good at geography. "Whatever," he started singing the song instead of humming it. He took off down the road before Reyna could shut him up forcefully. She shouted at him and he knew without having to turn around that she was right behind him. The look on Terminus' face was priceless as they raced toward him. Despite all the threats Reyna had shouted at him, Percy kept singing.

"What in Tarturus is going on?" The border god watched him dodge Reyna's grasp.

Reyna held out her hand as he stood out of arms reach, still singing. "Give me my pugio Julia."

Percy laughed. "Oh, come on Reyna."

The daughter of Bellona glared at him, but for the first time since he had come to Camp Jupiter; Reyna's dark eyes were full of laughter. Perhaps he was better friends with Reyna than he previously thought. Encouraged by her good mood, he started singing again.

"Knock that off Jackson;" Unlike Reyna, Terminus was not amused by his antics, "you're a praetor you shouldn't be acting like a child."

"It's physically impossible for him to act mature, Terminus."

Percy stuck his tongue out at Reyna and she laughed. Julia handed him Riptide and then gave Reyna her gladius and pugio. Smirking, Reyna twirled her pugio in her hand.

"I'll give you a head start."

Percy didn't need a second invitation. He took off down the road to camp, singing the song as loud as he could.

Reyna

Reyna shook her head. She couldn't help but grin as she watched Percy race down the road, singing off key. Every few strides, he'd glance over his shoulder at her, green eyes shining.

"It's hard to believe he's the one who defeated the Titan lord."

Reyna looked up at Terminus. "He can be serious when he wants to."

Terminus snorted. "I can only assume that he never wants to be serious then."

Aurum and Argentum whined at her. The greyhounds hated being cooped up, and the Senate meeting had lasted hours. She hadn't allowed them to go very far from her side during the walk to Terminus and they could barely stay seated at her feet, their ruby eyes pleading with her.

"Well?" Percy had stopped about a third of the way down the road, Riptide carelessly resting on his shoulder.

The dogs whined again.

"Praetor…" Terminus warned quietly.

Just as Marcus had taught her, she never took a break, even when she was supposed to. She always made sure that she was available in case something went wrong. She was always, calm and collected, almost never allowing her emotions to get in the way. Percy started singing again and Aurum barked.

"Get him."

The greyhounds were a blur as they sprinted toward Percy. The son of Neptune stopped singing and focused all his attention on outrunning her dogs. Reyna laughed as the greyhounds herded Percy off the road. With a nod to Terminus, she took off after them; she could afford to just be for a few minutes. As she started down the road, Percy began singing again. Above his off key tune, Reyna could hear Terminus' questioning her.

"I thought Marcus had a boyfriend, or was Dakota lying to me?"

Reyna didn't bother to answer, knowing that Julia would inform Terminus that Marcus did indeed have a boyfriend. All her attention was focused on making good on her promises to make Percy regret his teasing song.

Percy

Percy ran a hand through his hair, dried grass falling gently onto the heavy oak table in front of him. After being tackled by Argentum and Aurum, Reyna had made him apologize and promise to clean out the filing room before she called the dogs off, allowing him to get up. They were now sitting in the Principia, trying to finish the paperwork that had piled up while they had been in the Senate House. Not only did he have grass in his hair, but he felt a bit light headed. The run and tussle in the grass was definitely something he shouldn't have done, considering that only yesterday he had been in the infirmary with a head contusion.

The run had also taken a toll on Reyna, who had looked ready to drop in the Senate House. They had been in the Principia for half an hour, but her cheeks were still flushed. A small bottle of nectar sat in front of her, half empty. The run had been a stupid idea, but it was worth it, evident from the small smile still playing on Reyna's lips. With a sigh, he leaned back in his chair and stretched, turning his head to glance out the window. What he saw beyond the glass made him freeze.

"Percy?" Reyna glanced at him in confusion and then looked out the window.

She gasped and then jumped up. Percy was way ahead of her, for once. They burst through the principia doors just as a breathless scout was climbing the steps. His report wasn't needed; they had already seen that the stretch of dry grass in between the Field of Mars and the city was on fire.

Annabeth

Smoke clouded her vision and made it difficult to breathe. Hot air and ash buffeted her on all sides, the saying, walking into an oven, took on a whole new meaning for her. Though she couldn't see more than a few inches in front of her, she could hear. People, men, women and children were screaming, their voices ripping through her skull and making her want to rip out her hair. The ground was shaking and the unmistakable sound of stones crashing against one another dueled with the shrieking people.

"Wisdom's daughter walks alone,"

Annabeth clamped her hands over her ears, but the unmistakable voice of her mother continued on.

"The mark of Athena burns through Rome."

If it were possible, the screaming grew louder. People began rushing past her, their faces but blurs through the ash and smoke. Someone ran into her, and she fell to the ground, the cobble stones scrapping her hands.

"War shall descend; an army raised,"

Annabeth screamed at her mother to stop. The hot ash burned her throat and coated her lungs, causing her to choke. There was an ear splitting crack, the people's shrieking took on a tone only dogs could hear and suddenly the sky was falling. Great hulking shapes were tumbling to the ground, crushing the fleeing people. Annabeth knew she was experiencing an earthquake; she had grown up in California and was familiar with the ground heaving and buildings collapsing.

"All to be destroyed upon the final day."

Something heavy landed on her legs and she grit her teeth against the pain.

"Choices will be made as a soul is reclaimed,"

More stones were falling on and around her. She was being buried alive and no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't escape the falling rubble.

"The earth goddess' rise finally proclaimed."

Annabeth sat bolt upright in bed, heart hammering against her ribs. She'd been having that particular dream ever since her mother had visited her and given her the prophecy. Of all her demigods' dreams, it was one of the worst. She tried to take a few deep breaths, but the smoke from the nightmare was still coating her throat.

"Annabeth?" The call was a hoarse croak.

Suddenly, everything fell into place. She leaped off the bed and grabbed Piper's hand, pulling the daughter of Aphrodite to the door. The smoke that had choked her as she tried to take a deep breath wasn't from her dream, but pouring in from the open window. As she and Piper stumbled into the hallway, they ran into a few terrified Amazons. The girls, who looked to be no older than thirteen, were yelling in some language she didn't recognize. While Piper tried to calm the girls down and get them down the stairs, Annabeth raced down the hall to Leo's room and pounded on the door. Please, she begged, please don't let the prophecy be coming true.

So, we've finally have a completed prophecy. Thoughts on what you think will happen and what it all means?

Who thinks Hazel is going to run off an try and save Nico?

Who thinks the prophecy is coming true as Annabeth fears?

Who thinks I'm going to kill off a character? Let's not forget, this MOA is darker and more mature than the usual ones on this site.

In case anyone was wondering, we'll find out why Marcus' toga is scarlet latter on...and no, it has nothing with him being gay.

Well, until next time! Have fun mulling these questions over and perhaps if I hear from some new people, as well as the faithful, I'll update sooner than planned and add in a bit of fluff (let me know who you want in your review).