Destiny Calls (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

19: Uh oh... Reyna just raged... RUN

I'm so sorry I'm two days late :( Hope this chapter will make you forget.

I walked towards the Little Tiber, Dom behind me with Nemeo curled around his neck. I still didn't understand why it was called the 'little' Tiber when it was so wide. Not that it mattered for me. Dom jogged up to catch up with me and poked me in the shoulder. "Thea? Knock knock, you there?"

I glared back at him, before my gaze softened at his surprised look. "Yeah, I guess I'm fine. Just thinking how Reyna will react."

"Why?" Dom asked. "Did you do anything wrong?"

"Well, I sort of knocked her out with a flash of light the last time I saw her so I guess, yes."

Dom's face was hilarious. "Woah.... EPIC!"

"Tone it down a bit!" I hissed. "We never know who the guards are gonna be?"

"I hope it's Leila and Dakota." said Dom. "Since the whole Mike Kahale thing."

I sighed and dissolved into pure thought, arriving on the other side of the Little Tiber's banks. "Catcha later!" I yelled, "don't kill anyone!"

"Why do you think I'll kill someone?" he yelled back.

"Because you're the son of Death idiot!" I ran pass the surprised guards, from the 1st cohort, and sprinted through the camp. A shocked Leila was tending to the gardens as I sped past her, and multiple campers jumped as I occasionally threw a bolt of white energy at their faces. Dropping all the knives off my belt and slipping off my satchel as I flipped over Terminus, who yelled, "Stupid Greeks! Thank Jupiter that you know to disarm yourselves! No weapons across the Pomerian Line!"

I landed neatly in the already repaired Forum, bowing as the surprised senators glanced at me.

"Now that is what I call a dramatic entrance!" yelled Leo, lounging in the back in a red toga (I did not want to see that), Calypso by his side. "Way to go, Arrow-girl!"

"Call me that one more time and there's gonna be an arrow sticking out of your butt." I retorted. "Sorry for interrupting your council. I need your help because once again, the world is ending."

------Time Lapse coz I'm lazy------

I had just finished describing the situation when Reyna said, "then what do you need us for?"

I looked her straight in the eye. "You must return to Camp Halfblood, as planned. The monsters will attack, and I need the Romans to lead the rear. Reyna, this is a personal favor, I would like you to guard Zeus's Fist."

"Why would I need to guard a rock? My legion will be there fighting!" Reyna argued.

"And if you do what Nyx wants you to do, stay with your legion, Kampë will destroy the camp! We have no Hekatorians with us now, Reyna!"

"How do I know that I can trust you? Percy I trust. Annabeth I trust. But you? You're the child of three Olympians. You only found about the gods when you were 14 and you took it very calmly. It would be logical that you would side with Nyx. You were abandoned."

It was at that very moment that Dom thought it would be a good idea to appear. "Hey!" he said. "Am I late?"

I glared at him once again. "Help me out please. Reyna's hellbent on thinking that I'm on Nyx's side."

Dom looked bewildered. "Thea and Nyx? No-no. Thea wants to rip Nyx to pieces with her claws and teeth, did you forget about Tori?"

"Reyna listen to me. I put away Athena's pride in me to ask you for help, and you refuse it. You are more than a daughter of War, Reyna. You're a good person with a good heart. You just refuse to see true."

Reyna pierced her icy dark eyes at me. "Fine. I will accept your offer. But Dominique, you must stay with the Senate. Tell them about your situation with your words." She looked at me once again. "I could do with some blunt honesty apposed from the sugar coated words of a child of Athena."

I walked along Reyna to the Praetor's House. Reyna seemed to look away everytime I glanced at her. I couldn't help but ask, "Are your dreams okay, Reyna?"

"That is none of your business, graecus."

"Rey!" I exclaimed. "You're not yourself. We were friends, now what are we? You even invited to me to join your Camp!" I skipped over to Julia, who tossed me back my weapons with more skill I expected from a seven year old. 

She ignored me as we continued our way, and as we entered her house, she looked at me and gave me a glance. Don't tell anyone about this. Her eyes said. I nodded and she opened a pure black door.

I gasped. Behind it was a mess, a once beautiful room covered in black gashes. I watched as the words formed a sentence in my mind. Everything is gone. Give up. It was tormenting to see that the person who wrote these words were Reyna. 

Reyna, working so hard to keep in control.

Reyna, who put her life before others.

Reyna, the girl who was about to break.

"Rey?" I asked gently, as the older girl sunk to her knees and sobbed. She looked back at me with wide, haunted eyes. "When did this start?"

"The day you disarmed me in capture the flag." She replied. "When you attacked me, you couldn't see what you were doing, could you? You just saw a flash of white light and I was at your feet unconscious."

I nodded. "I thought it was just beginner's luck."

She snorted. "Beginner's luck. You were hardly a beginner, you trained relentlessly for 10 months with one of the best swordsmen in the world."

"Who just so happened to be my brother."

"You have a point."Reyna wiped an eye, refusing to show weakness. "To me, it was like you had turned into Hylla, which was impossible because Hylla was fighting the Hunters on the other side of the river bank. You taunted me and showed me my worst nightmares and memories, the ones that Nico taught me how to go through. I thought you did it on purpose, but then Nyx started to appear in my dreams. It was just a shadow at the beginning, but soon it turned into her face haunting my vision, or her voice everywhere."

"Oh gods." I whispered. "I'm so sorry."

"I know it's not your fault. But still, sometimes I feel like the little girl from Puerto Rico again."

"Reyna." I tapped her lightly. "Maybe sometimes you should just embrace your past. Fight your inner ghosts and learn from them. Nico and Hylla said that you couldn't learn anything from ghosts, but I think you can. Learn from your mistakes, they're like your ghosts. Don't run from it. And every time Nyx shows her stupid face in your dreams you grow stronger, because you know that you've lived another day, and every time your escape her grasps is like punching her in the face. So stand up to yourself. Wear your armor with pride. And help me fight."

"Since when have 15 year olds been better therapists than those old grandpa people?" laughed Reyna. "Uh, no offense to my grandpa on both sides. I'm not calling Jupiter or Colonel Ramirez-Arellano old."

"Since one of them is 86 and the other is the daughter of Athena."

"I used that as an insult and now you just compliment yourself. What really do you need?"

"Uh, stock up weapons, some extra supplies and hopefully maybe a transport to Nyx? Please?"

"Do you even know where Nyx is?"

"Nope, we're just gonna wing it."

I'm sorry I'm publishing this 1 hour and 52 minutes before this isn't in this week. Figure out what time it is.