Shit went downhill from there on. Annabeth and Piper ran after Reyna in a crazy haste as they heard the war screams of Romans readying themselves for defense. The three girls nearly ran into Jason and Thalia as the two of them returned to the ship too.
"What happened?", asked Thalia wide-eyed, staring at Annabeth.
"Leo just burned half of Camp Jupiter, so either you move your asses up here or you stay here, because we are going to leave right now", called Clarisse from the ship, letting the latter down.
"Leo? What? Why would my firebug do that?", asked Jason completely confused.
"You can ask him that later, move your ass up there", ordered his older sister.
Jason followed his sister reluctantly, looking down at his best friend with pleading eyes. Reyna was the praetor, she couldn't abandon the Romans. But after all the Greeks he had around him, he truly had wished for someone he knew, he had trusted for years. The one that had become his sister in times he had not even known that he had a sister. But Reyna was focused on Annabeth and Piper.
"I shouldn't-", started Reyna slowly, taking a step back.
"Please", interrupted Annabeth and took her head. "What you said about the statue. It was taken by Romans, it's a rift between Greeks and Romans. If a Roman were to bring it back, it would unite both sides. Please, come with us. We need you for this quest. Be our Roman."
Reyna wanted to be angry, to think this was a trick, an assault, but when she looked into those intelligent, gray eyes, she saw Annabeth's honesty. And the way she and Piper were looking at Reyna made the 'be our Roman'-part sound quite different suddenly. Without thinking about it, she found herself climbing the latter after the two Greek females. While she was still climbing, the ship was already taking off. This was not good. She was becoming an enemy of the state, traitor to her own people. For the sake of two pretty girls and the maybe-mission to bring peace?
/break\
Chaos was the only way this situation could be described. Octavian liked to tie up his lovers, but he normally did that when sex was involved and not when his partner just set Octavian's home on fire. The first impulse had been to kill the traitor. But then the hazy-clouded eyes cleared and Leo looked at him with those sad, guilty and confused eyes and he realized that the Greek had not done it willingly. He must have been possessed, judging by the clouded eyes. Still, if he wouldn't have been there to see it, he would have been the first to demand a death sentence.
"Why are you tying the cute imp up?", asked Frank with a glare as he reached the deck.
"Because he just attacked Camp Jupiter", grunted Octavian, returning the glare.
"Why would he do that? He looks too cute and innocent to do such a thing", frowned Hazel.
"He was possessed. I doubt he'd be able to harm a fly otherwise", snorted Octavian.
"I can hear you guys, you know that?", yelped the flustered Latino, tugging on his bounds.
"We came here because of the fire. Wanted to see if Percy is alright and what is going on", answered the daughter of Pluto while sitting in front of Leo. "Hello. I'm Hazel. What happened?"
"I know who you are. I was listening during the banquet", muttered Leo and blushed more. "I don't know what happened! One second, Octavian was fucking me against the mast, the next I'm attacking the freaking Roman camp and can't control my body anymore!"
"I've been told that I fucked my partners into a brainless state before, yet never so literally."
"Oh, screw you, augur", snarled Frank annoyed. "This is serious! What are we going to do?"
