²𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘✸ percy jackson

II.

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LUCIA, GAVE NOT ONE FUCK,  ABOUT THE STUPID EXPLODING STATUE.

Luckily Annabeth was pacing the deck of the Argo II with her, making sure that everything was in place.

Lucia spent the entire morning awake. She had a mean mug of black coffee at 6 am. And ever since she was busy scrambling all over the place making sure they were prepared for landing. But somehow even then, she wasn't acting as obsessive as Annabeth.

The blonde checked if the ballistae was locked down at least five times.  Made sure the white 'We come in peace' sign was flying from the mast at least six. And reviewed the backup plan with the crew, along with the back up of the back up of the back up back up-plan.

Lucia did pull aside their war-crazed chaperone, Coach Gleeson Hedge. (who she apparently met on her bus ride to Maine). And encouraged him to take the morning off in his cabin and watch reruns of mixed martial arts championships. The last thing they needed as they flew a magical Greek trireme into a potentially hostile Roman camp was a middle-aged satyr in gym clothes waving a club and yelling 'Die!' 

But then again... if they didn't give her Percy. She might be worse.

Lucia felt like there was no need to worry. Annabeth and she had seemed to keep everything in order. Even that weird feeling she had been feeling since the ship launched had dissipated, for now. 

The warship descended through the clouds, but Annabeth didn't look any less nervous. She bit her lip in frustration. 

Percy and Annabeth had been friends since after their first quest. Even though at first, Lucia felt a tad insecure about possibly being replaced in his life. She was happy to see that was never even an option. Annabeth was not a replacement for anyone. And there was no one to replace.

The two girls were bonded in the same way Percy and Annabeth were. They were best friends who faced death together multiple times, Believe it or not, that builds a hell of a strong connection.

That and the fact that Annabeth had no interest in Percy, let alone Men. Allowed Lucia to stop feeling so ridiculous a long time ago. 

Besides Percy, It was now Annabeth she felt the safest talking to about her feelings. And lately, that was being reciprocated.

Lucia gave her a comforting squeeze on the shoulder. "It'll be okay. We'll be fine. And we'll get him back "

"But, what if the Romans panic at the sight of us?," the blonde stammered, "Or, what if they won't let us see Percy? Also why of a sudden are you so calm?!"

"Because if they do that." Lucia shrugged, "I might actually burn their entire—"

"Shush!" Annabeth stopped her, "Don't joke!

Lucia stayed quiet.

"Gods you aren't even joking, are you."

Lucia didn't completely blame her. The Argo II did not look friendly. Two hundred feet long, with a bronze-plated hull, mounted repeating crossbows fore and aft, a flaming metal dragon for a figurehead, and two rotating ballistae amidships that could fire explosive bolts powerful enough to blast through concrete...well, it wasn't the most appropriate ride for a meet-and-greet with the neighbors. 

Leo Valdez, A 16-year-old Hephaestus kid was one of the three new Campers who turned out to be a part of the second great prophecy.

After their quest to save Hera, Leo Valdez, Piper McLean, and Jason Grace, returned to Camp Half-Blood. There they revealed that there were other Demigods: Roman Half-Bloods and that Jason was one of them.