Percy Jackson: The Undying Promise

Chapter 8: Romans?

Zeta's POV

We were all back at our cabin waiting for the Roman camp to come to Camp Half-Hell. The Romans weren't here when I was betrayed, so I hoped that they didn't hate me as much as Camp Half Blood does.

Today, everyone seems so glum. Whenever we ask why, they just said a "great hero" has left us today, never telling us his name.

So as I was saying, we were all just chilling out, playing around, when we heard the conch horn blare 2 times.

That means a visitor or a hero has arrived or has returned from a journey.
In our case however, it means a visitor has arrived.

The Chaos Cabin all went out to greet Camp Jupiter. We must've seemed menacing, as they immediately took out their weapons.

"No need to worry Romans. We are the Army of Chaos, and I there commander." I said as calmly as I could as I was seeing one of the first people to betray me leading them.

Jason.

Thalia's POV

It seemed as though Zeta's breathing hitched when he saw my brother. But it's not like I care even if they do look suspicious. That's Annie's thing.

Anyways, those Moonlight and Silver girls look familiar. It seems like I should know them, but I can't seem to remember their names. Maybe they were in the hunt?

And Alpha A/N Luke reminds me of my really good friend Luke. But I think I'm just being too hopeful.

And Zeta. Zeta is a totally different story. He reminds me so much of Percy, it's insane! Oh kelp head, where did we ever go wrong?

Eh. Back to the present. We were just watching as Zeta introduced himself to Camp Jupiter.

"Hello Commander Zeta, my name is Jason Grace, praetor of the first Legion in New Rome. This is my co-praetor, Reyna." Jason said as respectfully as he could as to not anger Zeta.

"Ah no need for formalities. Just think of us as your equal." Zeta said in a tight voice.

"-equals that are probably stronger than this whole planet." One army member muttered, I think his name was Healer?

The whole Chaos army snickered, excluding Zeta who just looked in the middle of being constipated and exasperated.

"Uhm. Do not mind them, they can be, ah, immature at times." He said waving his hand in dismissal.

"Now if we are done here, my army and I have some training to do."

A load of groans went around. "Do we have to Zeta?" One complained. "I thought you were our friend!" Arrow said.

"SILENCE! Now then, get to work!"

And with that happy note, they all went marching away in a V-formation to the arena.

In my opinion, A/N How many of you went to check who's POV it was. Be honest. I wanted to see them train. It seemed as if the other campers silently thought the same as they starting walking towards the arena.

To say their training was hard was an understatement. When they finished their warmup, the hunters and I were left speechless.

Their warmup was:

Running 10 miles.

Shooting targets at least 200 yards away.

Throwing knives 500 yards away.

And finally, tearing apart the dummies until they were nothing but shreds.

I was left speechless, gaping like Zeus had been smacked in the face with a fish, twice.