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Senatus Pompelusque Romanus
I walked over to my cabin, took a shower and went into a dreamless sleep. I woke up early the next morning, put on a fresh a black V-neck, my jeans, and customary dog tags. I decided that today I was gonna wear my black hoodie, and I did, I rolled up my sleeves, and walked over to breakfast. Instead of getting a grand breakfast like always, today I just had some toast with hot chocolate. I walked outside to see a crowd gathering was we were going to leave, Angel had an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt hidden under his blue jacket and some jeans while Cathy wore a simple tank top and some jeans. I had an orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt on my hand, as well as a white t-shirt and some cargo shorts. The other campers handed me a baggie with some ambrosia and a couple bottles of nectar and well as about $200. "Have you found any alternate means of transportation?" asked Chiron with that twinkle in his eyes that told you he already knew the answer to that question. "Yes, we have." I said removing my bag from my shoulders. I looked at Cathy, to make sure it was safe to open, and when she nodded, I let the storm spirits loose. The campers quickly backed up, some raised their sword and javelins, but no one attacked. "It's cool." I said, "They're tamed." One of the storm spirits looked at me as if I said something offensive, but he didn't move so I ignored it. "Hey moron, there're only two horses, you're three!" yelled a kid from the Ares cabin and I was so glad to hear that because that meant I could show off. I concentrated (I was getting better at that), and snapped my fingers with and unusually shrill sound and simultaneously I rapidly said: "Moon-Moon!" The campers backed up even more when they saw that a whirlwind of black smoke, and lightning was forming in front of them, slowly turning into a horse. "This is Moon-Moon!" I declared after I'd finished stuffing my things into my bag now that there were no storm spirits in there. I jumped on Moon-Moon then turned toward Cathy and Angel. "You coming?" I asked, smiling like a motherfucker. Cathy hoped on her horse but Angel eyeballed me before slowly getting on his. Had I done something wrong? We said our goodbyes and took off, running at first, but after a couple of steps the horses took off flying and we were on our way to San Francisco, where according to Jason, was Camp Jupiter hidden, Camp Half-Blood's roman counterpart, and a possible location/lead for Nico. We flew in silence for a while until Angel asked: "How did you get these?"
"Cathy and I summoned them and tamed them."
"And when was this?"
"Last night." Said Cathy.
"After the meeting in the big house right?"
"Yes." Said Cathy and I in unison.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because it's a two man spell and you don't really know any magic." Bullshited Cathy, saving my sorry ass. In truth, I wanted to be alone with Cathy that night. We'd been planning it for quite some time now, but it was never meant for it to be three horses, it was supposed to just be one horse, just Moon-Moon. "Angel," I said, and looked at him straight in the eye, a look he had given Diego and I a thousand times when there were other people in the room and he didn't want them to hear, it was either the "I got a new girlfriend!" look, or the "I'm close to getting a girlfriend!" look. Angel looked at me with a puzzled look as if searching what she saw in me but when he couldn't find anything, he nodded as if to say: "Not bad!" We circled all the places where the camp might have been hidden (so basically in plain sight). We kept doing that until we found two armored people standing side-to-side guarding a maintenance door. They saw us riding over there on our storm spirits and drew their weapons, one had a golden javelin, the other a gold short-sword. Moon-Moon disappeared while I pulled out my bag, and sucked up the storm spirits. While we were looking for the entrance, we made a plan on what to do when we actually found it. As we were falling form the air I bent the air to my will and sent the Roman's weapons flying, Cathy numbed the sound waves around the warriors to prevent them from calling for help, while Angel formed a barrier of light separating the warriors from the door. I moved my hand in front of me, using the energy from my ring to make the shadows stronger. Angel and Cathy started holding hands and then I grabbed Cathy's other hand and the world started spinning, when everything stood still, Angel was holding his golden sword in front of the warriors while me and Cathy were on either side of them, me with my sword and Cathy with her boomerang like thing with a flame on the end. All around us, a field of light that would disintegrate anything that comes in direct contact with it. The Romans looked perfectly calm, but I knew they were trained to show no fear, and neither did I. I reached into my backpack, making only a small opening in the bag so the storm spirits wouldn't escape, and pulled out a recommendation letter from Jason without taking my eyes off the Romans even for half a second. "Letter of recommendation from Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, ex-preator to the fifth legion fulminata, specifically the fifth cohort. Directed to Reyna, current preator and comrade of Jason. Using the one order he can give out as an ex-preator of the legion, I become a full member of the fifth cohort and request an immediate initiation." I recited my rehearsed words, handing the nearest warrior the roll of paper, he quickly scanned it and frowned. "He's telling the truth." Said one of them showing the paper to the other one. He cursed in Latin as we lowered our weapons and dropped the field of light. "This way." He said, as he led the way to the Roman camp.
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