Reyna and Jason: The Praetor's of New Rome - Sacrifice

BUT I DON'T WANT TO SLEEP, BRO!

Where am I?

I was sitting on a cold floor, behind bars. I sat up, rubbing my chest and investigated my surroundings. There was a bed with perfectly fitted a bed sheet to my right, a toilet snugged between the bed and  less then a feet away, a small sink to wash your hands.

The entire room was as big as a walk in closet.

"Stop Tyson!" Somebody hissed outside my cell. "Can't you see it?"

Suddenly, four individuals crowded in front of my cell. Leading the charge was a large.... Kid? Man child? Wasn't sure. He could have been almost seven feet tall, even taller then Max. He was so big, I could only make out his messy jet black hair from behind him. Behind him was a faun, who had forced him to stop in his tracks. The faun was about my height, with curly light brown hair and very small horns poking out of them. He had a goatee and acne dotted all over his face.

The most shocking part was he wore a shirt. I've never seen a faun wear a shirt. Our fauns were lazy bums that spent most of their time basking in the sun.

That left the two normal looking teens around my age  behind them. The two of them reminded me of Sam and Gwen at first glance, however that changed on closer examination.

The boy had wavy jet black hair and sea green eyes. His hair had a grey streak going down the right side of his head for some reason. He (like the other four) wore a orange shirt and blue jeans (minus the faun of course, those goat legs have to breathe). His skin was lighter then Sam's, but still tanned.

Next to him was a girl with curly blonde hair with a matching grey streak on the same side. She had fierce stormy grey eyes, which startled me, as they reminded me of Medusa's. She had a baseball cap hanging on her belt and a bronze knife strapped to her leg.

The faun pointed to something above us, on the other side of the cell block. In that direction, I could hear soft crying and a raspy voice speaking in a language that was completely foreign to me.

For a moment I waited with baited breath for something to happen. Suddenly all four of them turned to me, the faun now pointing at me. The tall man child that led the group revealed himself as a cyclops.

"Your not supposed to see this, Jason." The faun said in the voice of Saturn.

Suddenly, the floor below me collapsed within itself and I fell for what felt like eternity.

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I woke up in a large tent, laying flat on sold dirt at the farthest corner. I sat up, rubbing my head. Multiple demigods in gold and bronze armor walked in and out of the tent, strangely avoiding me. I wonder why Sam had put me to sleep in a war tent- OH MY GODS.

I panicked at the sight of Justice, who had walked in staring intently at a clipboard she held in her arms.  She wore a similar track suit to the last time I saw her, but instead of the purple and gold, her tracksuit was similar to an American flag. Red, White and Blue. She had her hair done in a afro and her dark brown skin sprinkled with red, white and blue sprinkle. Her Vitiligo on the left side of her eye had spread even further then before. The white spot around her left eye and grown to nearly encompassed the entire left side of her face.

How could someone so misguided be so beautiful at the same time? She walked up to a guy overlooking a large map on an even larger table.

"How's it going? Are the two camps already-"

The guy stopped her. "Whoa whoa whoa, slow down there. Watch what you say."

The guy turned his head towards my direction and my stomach sank.