Jeyna: A History

Jason

This wasn't Jason's first time in battle. But despite the number of battles you survive one is pretty much the same as the next. The Enemy had penetrated the boarder of camp in the early hours of the morning. They had managed to set Terminus's bust a flame with Greek fire, and although the thought of Terminus engulfed in the fire made Jason smirk he felt the natural nervousness associated with rushing head on into a sea of barbarians. And yet something about this battle felt different. He still couldn't get over where on earth Reyna had disappeared to, and how awful this is her first introduction to Rome.

He knew that Atlas and his army were in the bay not too far from camp but it still seemed to Jason that they were too weak to try and take the Legion. Jason liked to think he was special. He was pretty good friends with just about everyone and he felt that just about everyone liked him. He had elected to join the fifth cohort even if he was offered a place in the first. He was given special missions by the praetors on a regular basis (this was mainly to run out to the mortal grocery store and pick up more purple candies) and overall Jason had a pretty good feeling about life. He knew that he was going to be nominated for praetor at the feast of Fortuna this year as Telemachus had announced weeks ago, that he planned to step down. But there was something about the future that gave Jason a sinking feeling.

It wasn't that the Titan Lord, Saturn, was reforming. Or this stupid prophecy that Aaron had given him when he turned thirteen, he basically said, "Hay Jason, in three years you're most likely going to die! But...Uh...thanks for the jolly ranchers." But as of now the one thing weighing heavily on Jason's mind was the fact that he had only seen girls for like the last twenty minutes. Jason glanced around the field of Mars, things were on fire, and elephant was loose but that was all relatively normal. But the forces that seemed to be streaming from the outside was just a bunch of Girls. Tall, strong, lethal girls. Unless Atlas's new plan was to bombard new Rome with Scooby doo level disguises for all his monsters Jason was pretty sure this wasn't him. He took one last glance around and realized he didn't see any of the guys from his cohort, either of the praetors or even the straggly kid, Octavian. Jason had just enough time to comprehend this when he felt the back of his head burst into pain. Jason fell to the ground and felt his world fade from his mind. Again.