"Rushing off?" Reyna asked.
The praetor stood ten feet away, in full battle armor,holding a golden javelin. Her two metal greyhounds growled at her side.
Annabeth scanned the area. They were more or less alone. Hopefully her friends had all made it on board, but thy'd have to set sail immediately or risk being overrun. Annabeth had to hurry.
"Reyna," she said, "what happened at Camp Jupiter was Gaea's fault. Eidolons, possessing spirits–"
"Save your explanations," Reyna sad. "You'll need them for the trial."
The dogs snarled and inched forward. This time, it didn't seem to matter to them that Annabeth was telling the truth. She tried to think of an escape plan. She doubted she could take Reyna in one-on-one combat. With those metal dogs, she stood no chance at all.
"If you let Gaea drive our camps apart," Annabeth said, "the giants have already won. They'll destroy the Romans, the Greeks, the gods, and the whole mortal world."
"Don't you think I know that?" Reyna's voice was as hard as iron. "What choice have you left me? Octavian smells blood. He's whipped the legion into a frenzy, and I can't stop it. Surrender to me. I'll bring you back to New Rome for trial. It won't be fair. You'll be painfully executed. But it may be enough to stop further violence. Octavian won't be satisfied, of course, but I think I can convince the others to stand down."
"It wasn't me!"
"It doesn't matter!" Reyna snapped. "Someone must pay for what happened. Let it be you. It's the better option."
(A/N this is where I stop copying the words from The Mark of Athena and writing it myself. Everything before this belongs to Rick Riordan. Everything after this belongs to me.)"Better than what," Annabeth said, " dying at the hands of Otis and Ephialtes like Nico, being wrapped in a cobweb to be fed to Arachne, turning into a crazy statue hunting goddess like my mother!"
She had now broken from under stress. Tears streamed downs her face and she had fallen down on the ground sobbing. What Aphrodite had told her wham to get to her. Making her love life interesting, what could that mean. She had admitted to some things, but Annabeth knew she had done something else.
Her thoughts drifted to Percy. How she had found him and all boys annoying, with an exemption of Luke, until Aphrodite made that promise.
Aphrodite, she prayed, please tell me what you did. She stopped for a moment to sob, not noticing Reyna's look of concern. Please, I'll do anything. Anything, just please tell me what I'm missing in my life. I can't deal with your 'help' anymore. Why am I not comfortable around Percy?
Dear child, a sweet voice rang in her head. Aphrodite answering her prayer. Look at Reyna. Look her in the eyes and I will stop bothering you about Percy and Luke.
Annabeth lifted her head, soft gray eyes filled with tears meeting hard brown eyes.
At that moment Reyna sat down on the ground and pulled Annabeth's head in her lap.
"Shhh," she soothed the younger blonde, whispering in her ear, "it's okay. I'm here. Hush. It'll all be over soon. Shh, my sunshine, it's okay. Cry all you want to, I'll be right here."
Reyna, Annabeth thought, she the thing I've been missing. It was always Reyna. That's why I was drawn to stay on Circe's island more than I should have.
Their position had now changed, Annabeth sitting on Reyna's lap with her head oh her chest, her still whispering in Annabeth's ear.
About ten minutes later Annabeth had stopped crying enough to talk. "Reyna," her voice was delicate, like it could break any second, " what are we gonna do? Octavian's gonna keep forcing the war between the camps."
"You know what Venus told me last year that I promised not to tell anyone."
"What?"
"That Octavian is only like he is because is love was taken away from him. She was taken out of their middle school and sent to New York. Her name was Rachel Elizabeth Dare."
Annabeth giggled. I've died, thought Reyna. I've died and gone to Elysium. That is the best sound in the Chaos of sounds.
Reyna couldn't take it anymore. She kissed the blonde and to her surprise she kissed back.
To deepen the kiss Annabeth had come to sit on Reyna's lap with her legs wrapped around her waist, while Reyna's arms wrapped around the back of Annabeth's neck and played with her hair.
"Annabeth! C'mon, while the Romans are–" Leo stopped talking when he noticed the girls who had not seemed to be phased my his yelling. "Erm, uhh, guys." No reaction. "Annabeth! Reyna!" He yelled, which got their attention.
They stopped and looked at Leo. The tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. "So, I need to go collect my bet money from Hazel so you two can like, come with me or... Stay here and continue?"
"Oh, erm, Reyna you you like to accompany me back to my ship?" Annabeth aksed awkwardly. "But I have to talk to Octavian first." //A\N just wanna say I know I didn't make Leo say 'It's my ship!' Because laziness.//
"Yes I would quite like that and I'll hold him back."On the way to the ship Reyna had somehow convinced Octavian to back to the ship and be peaceful with the people.
When they got on the ship that was a whole different story. Frank, Hazel, and Piper drew there weapons immediately. While Percy and Jason had their hands raised toward his chest and a deadly look in their eyes. Annabeth knew Percy's hand and snake eye was directed toward Reyna, because she was holding on to Annabeth's had tightly.
"Guys lower your weapons. It's fine we're just here to talk. And Percy I need to speak with you before we take off." Annabeth said in her leader voice which automatically made everyone do it, like Piper's charmspeak except out of fear.
They all settled down at the dining table, but since there were only eight chairs Annabeth made Percy and Jason stand.
"So we are gathered here today to celebrate the love between-" Reyna cut Leo off by elbowing him in the stomach.
"We are here to make percy...peace, sorry." I said. This was gonna be hard. "So you know about the whole Eiliodons and the taking over bodies, so basicallyit was all Gaea's fault as usual. Forgive Leo, he had literally no control over his actions."
Then, just as Octavian opened his mouth to speak, a image shimmered in the air right in front of him. An image of Rachel.
"Octavian, please don't do this. I've talked to Apollo. He's coming to get you all and he's personally getting all this giant, Gaea, soon-to-be-dead-Nico crap over. Plus, Aphrodite's making him because Octavian needs me and I swore celibacy soooo...yeah. He owes me and you, and those weird kids and creatures that arrived at camp right after you left."
A new voice and face appeared in place of Rachel, seeming to have pushed her aside. "Y'know forget Apollo. I got this. JOHN I NEED YOUR WINDY THING!!" He had white-blonde hair, freckles, and wore hipster shades. Two new people came storming into the room, well one came storming and one just seemed to teleport. We could only here their voices.
"OH NO. YOU ARE NOT GOING FUCKING ANYWHERE! YOU ARE STAYING RIGHT HERE AT THIS CAMP, YOU FUCKASSES ARE GOING TO GET YOURSELVES KILLED. I JUST GOT MY HIGH AS FUCK MOIRAIL BACK AND IM NOT LOOSING MY MATESPRIT TOO. AND EGBERT, SERKET WOULD KILL ME AND YOU IF YOU DIED!" A raspy voice ranted. Frank had covered Hazel's ears in attempt to stop her from hearing the cussing, but she was swatting at his hands in attempt to get them off.
The other person came in, his voice not having the raspiness or the Texan-ness of the other two. " I think we should go. Bye Nubs." And off him and Dave were.
The raspy voiced...demon and Rachel came back on screen. He had gray skin, candy red eyes, messy black hair, and little nubby yellow and orange horns on his head. "GOG FUCKING DAMMIT! AND ONLY DAVE CAN CALL ME NUBS!!" He yelled. "Okay, Karkat. Check your self like your brother said. Bye guys" then she waved he hand through the mist cutting the connection.
Next thing we knew or ship was being taken through time, space, and air.Prequel to Trolls and Olympians(Homestuck/HoO) by me. Coming out soon. Look out for it.
//canceled because I'm lazy. I'll probably still do a crossover though. Just not in this particular situation. Sorry.//
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So Little Time•Reynabeth One-Shot
FanfictionEverything before the author's note belongs to Rick Riordan and was copied straight out of The Mark of Athena. I own every after the author's note except for the characters. Cover art not mine. Guys if it turns mature blame Nubs and Wattpad not me.