[This next chapter is going to be Octavian's perspective at the end of the Son of Neptune and the beginning of the Mark of Athena, well part of it anyway. This chapter goes back to the very beginning of this story when the Greeks were flying into camp Jupiter on the Argo II. I hope you enjoy. The first part is going to be an introduction like at the beginning. It shouldn't be too long, but I can't promise that.]

It's been a year since Octavian, Reyna and Jason have gone their separate ways and eight months since Jason Grace mysteriously disappeared leaving Reyna with all the responsibilities and expectations to keep a growing camp of two hundred plus people from cutting each other's throats out. After Jason disappeared Reyna was different. She had this seriousness in her eyes. Deep down Octavian new that she was hiding something behind those dark eyes. He suspected that it was Jason since two months before Jason disappeared they got rather close and a little more comfortable with each other. They never dated or claimed that they were, but they were always together. It made Octavian sick, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Since their fight Jason wouldn't let Octavian even look at Reyna and hated it when he talked with her at the senate meetings. Jason had changed so much since then. Octavian could see Jupiter in his eyes. He was powerful, kind and willing to listen, but was cruel, but Jason and Reyna weren't the only ones who had changed.

After their fight Jason spread rumors all over camp about Octavian. He told everyone that he was a monster, a freak and that Octavian black mailed people, hurt people and only wanted power. Octavian wasn't that kind of a person, but as the camp began to slowly feed on Jason's words and believe them so did Octavian and eventually he did become that monster that Jason had created. He was cruel to everything, he black mailed people, beat them and mocked them. He didn't know why he acted this way. Honestly he hated his new self, but it was hard to act different when people had engraved this new person into his mind. The only person who could still see that boy behind the mask was Octavian's father.

All Octavian wanted was to have some friends like Jason and Reyna, but with the way the camp looked at him he had convinced himself that he was never going to meet people like that ever again unless Jason and Reyna decided to change, but what were the odds of that happening. Octavian was a monster; he killed stuffed animals and hurt people with his words. Something like him didn't deserve to have friends like Jason and a girl like Reyna. He was a freak and he knew it.

[That introduction was a lot longer than I expected, but it had to be explained. The next part is going to be story with dialogue and all that cool Jazz. I hope you enjoy!]

The senate meeting had just gotten out and it had been decided that Percy Jackson, the graceus, was going to the second preator of New Rome. Octavian couldn't even believe it. The first rule at camp Jupiter was never trust a Greek and everyone, even Reyna, had just excepted him and treated him as if he was son God. It made Octavian sick. Everything about that kid made Octavian's inside turn. What did he have that Octavian didn't? What made him a better choice for preator than Octavian? Why did he get to go on the quest with Frank and Hazel and to think he had the nerve to mock him when he got back. That kid must think that Octavian's a joke.

"Octavian,"

Octavian gasped and snapped back into reality. Reyna was standing in front of him with a stern expression. Her dark hair was braided in gold and her purple cloak flowed behind her. She looked so looked powerful and calm. She looked so…Roman.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you, but we need to head to camp. It's time for Percy to receive his tattoo."

"Oh right. I almost forgot." Octavian lied. He hadn't forgotten he had been waiting to give that little creep his tattoo his he'd declared the new preator. Octavian knew how much those things hurt. He had seven of them. They hurt more than being cut by a sword or breaking a bone. The pain went away quickly but those few minutes that it was their hurt more than anything. He couldn't wait to see the look on Percy's face when Octavian touched that hot iron to his skin.

"So, Octavian, how have you been?"

"Fine, the auguries are harder to read and giants invaded our camp, but I feel fine all the same. How about you?"

"Alright, I'm just a little frustrated with things, but good all the same." Reyna glanced over at Octavian and gave him a quick smile. Octavian could see the pain in her eyes.

"Uhhh…hey, Reyna," Octavian's face was turning bright red. Oh, come on, man, this is not the time to look like an over grown tomato.

"Yes." Reyna glanced over at Octavian. She was waiting for his reply.

"You…you look very p…pretty today." Octavian's stammered. He wanted to smile to reassure her that he really meant what he said, but his instead his face turned bright red, and his eyes widened to the point that they could popped right out of his head and that smile, well you can forget about that.

Reyna smiled and let out a little chuckle.

"Thank you." Reyna smiled, but her smile quickly faded and the light in her eyes was replaced with a dark pain. Reyna cleared her throat and looked forward.

"I'll bring Percy forward. All you have to do is stand by the barrel with the iron and wait till it is time." Reyna sighed and continued walking. Octavian stopped and looked over at the barrel and walked over to it. Reyna retrieved the graceus as she said and pulled up his sleeve so Octavian had a clear spot to put that nice hot iron

"Octavian, come forward and give Percy his tattoo." Reyna demanded. Octavian grabbed the iron bar and pulled it out of the coals. The forked tip was red like fire. He couldn't wait to see that look on Percy's face when this baby touched his poor baby skin.

"With pleasure," Octavian smirked and walked toward Percy Jackson. He could see what was going on in Percy's mind just by looking at his eyes. He was scared, but he knew it had to be done, but he also knew that this thing was going to hurt worse than anything he had ever felt. Octavian smiled and held up the iron bar. Usually when Octavian gave a person their tattoo he would do it fast and precise so it didn't as much and so the pain with go away faster, but Octavian decided to take this one nice and slow. Percy's whole body flinched when the iron touched his skin. Percy was trying to be quiet about it, but Octavian could hear his silent scream. Octavian moved closer to Percy's ear and whispered; "I hope that hurt."

Octavian pulled away and dropped the iron bar and smiled at Percy. Percy looked confused as if he didn't know what to make of all it. Hazel grabbed his arm and pulled him out into the crowd. The crowd soon dispersed and Octavian stood next to the barrel all along. Even Reyna had had walked away. She was standing at her house with her two trusty dogs by her side. She seemed to be waiting for something.

Octavian gasped out in pain. His head was throbbing. He couldn't explain. Voices swirled around in his head. They were all saying the same thing; get to the temple. The seven will be together soon.

Octavian ran as fast as he could to the temple. The pain and the voices weren't going to stop till he slashed that teddy bears head off. Octavian ran to the altar and grabbed the beanie baby from his belt. He set it down on the altar and sliced its head off and spread the stuffing across the altar. He looked down at the stuffing and waited for a voice or even a vision to come. He had been called to the temple for a reason. He wasn't just going to give up.

Octavian waited and waited. A whole minute passed and nothing was happening. There was no voice, no images or signs. His mind was completely blank. Octavian growled and grabbed his knife. He was fed up with all of it. He never wanted to come up here in the first place. Octavian sighed and turned around so he could leave the temple and stupid beanie baby behind. Octavian took a step down the altar and collapsed. The pain he had felt earlier, that intense headache pain , was back, but it was far more severe.

"Leave me alone," Octavian cried. Octavian paused and gasped. Images flashed through his mind. He was having a vision and he had a feeling he wasn't going to like what he saw.

He saw a huge warship flying into camp. It was full of Greeks and standing in front was none other than Jason Grace. Octavian somehow got inside the ship. One of the Greeks was showing him around. He was a small kid with black hair and brown eyes. He appeared normal, but man he was more of a nut case than Octavian. He didn't know that ADHD reached that kind of a level. Octavian saw every inch of that ship; the deck, the Wii remote control system, the cabins and a crazy satyr watching T.V. Then the kid brought him back up the deck and grabbed hold of the nearest canon and lit it up sending bombs toward his home. The boy smiled and looked at Octavian. The boys eyes were no longer brown, but gold, an unnatural gold.

Octavian snapped back into reality. The pain was gone and so was the numbness in his legs. Octavian got back on his feet and sprinted down to camp. Everyone was gathered together at the little Tiberius. They were all looking up at something. It was clear what it was once he got down the hill. It was the warship he had seen in his vision and in front was Jason and a blonde girl who looked eager to get down from the ship.

[ I hope you guys enjoyed that and don't worry. I will be updating soon. I can't stop writing this thing. It's like I have all these cool idea's and if I don't write them down my brain going to EXPLODE! Anyways...I hope you like it! See ya soon!]