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

We Crash A Revival

"And that's the story BEFORE Justice got involved."

After a lot. And I mean A-LOT of convincing, Annabeth finally believed me when I said I was Thalia's brother. And not just in the godly side, but on the...... humanly side?

Annabeth, Nico and I walked through the many corridors of the labyrinth sharing stories of our respective camps.

More like Annabeth and I shared stories, Nico followed behind us quietly. Only pitching in when Annabeth mentioned a specific summer when my sister Thalia went on a quest to save her from the titan Atlas.

"He promised me!" Nico added when Annabeth recounted that story.

"You know Percy had the best intentions Nico. He did everything he could, but it was her choice."

"Choice!?" Nico exclaimed, his voice quivering. "Before he went on that stupid quest to save you and that stupid hunter goddess, he swore up and down he would find you. Well guess what, here you are! Where's my sister?"

We walked for miles in silence after that outburst.

"So how has Justice been harassing your camp?" I asked.

Annabeth wiped her brow, I couldn't help by stare at the grey strands of hair on one side of her hair, curious as to how she got it. "It started with her targeting recruitment. Usually, our Satyr's, who you would call fauns, would lead groups of demigods back to Camp Half-Blood. But we've had a number of Satyr's return with horror stories of Justice's squads harassing them and kidnapping young demigods. We had to send demigod escorts with them. Which is usually not practical, since demigods are walking beacons for monsters."

We ducked our heads, as the path we took suddenly had a lower ceiling.

"Whoa, your fauns..... I mean Satyrs actually help your camp out?" I asked.

Annabeth glanced  at me, confused. "Yeah, your uh, fauns don't help out in your camp?"

I scoffed. "Yeah, help themselves to our left overs and whatever is in our pockets. I've tried getting them to be more proactive, but they've resisted."

"By resisted, you mean did nothing?" She guessed.

I sighed. "Yup."

Annabeth chuckled and straighten back up as the corridor's ceiling rose back up. "I could imagine Grover chewing those Satyrs out for being so lazy."

I smiled. "Who's Grover?"

Annabeth sighed, the humor in her grey eyes replaced with worry. "The best Satyr guardian I know. But we're being side tracked. Anyways, I led a escort team alongside, uh, Percy." She glanced back at Nico, who did his best to stare daggers into her. "And that's when we had the mis fortune of meeting Justice."

Annabeth shook her head. "That was one of the hardest missions I was a part of. Her squad was a true unit. Well coordinated and disciplined. Luckily I was able to use that to our advantage. Still, if our camp ever got into conflict with her army, I don't like our odds."

"Luke..... he was difficult to deal with before she came along. Now with her in the picture, his army has become far more difficult to handle. If they succeed in using the labyrinth to get into the heart of camp half blood......."

She didn't elaborate. I readjusted my praetor cloak. "I'm sorry about that. I could have........ I could have done more to stop her."

My eyes were trained to the tiled floor below me. Annabeth smiled dryly. "It's alright, it's good to know that not all Romans are on Justice's sides. If only I could relay that to everyone in camp half-blood......"