Nations, Immortals and Heroes

Chapter 13

*Camp Half-Blood, Mess Hall*

When the nations were about to go back to their table, a light appeared on Lovino's head. Everyone stood up and Chiron just stared at the holographic image on the Italian's head.

Lovino followed the stare of the centaur and gasped. The holographic image was 'SPQR' with his grandpa's weapon, a spatha, at the back of Rome's motto. Then it quickly dissappeared and was replaced with a faint bloody spear and a boar.

Reyna and Frank stood up, with Frank announcing, "Ave, Lovino Vargas! Descendant of Mars!" The teenagers wearing purple shirts shouted the same thing as well, even if they were just a small number.

Frank stepped forward, "Praetor Frank Zhang, son of Mars. Fifth Cohort. Look for me after dinner." The newly-claimed descendant of Mars nodded and went with his friends.

A buff dude wearing a Camp Half-Blood shirt shouted, "Oi, curly! Where are you going, to your lame, newbie friends? You're staying with us, the Ares Cabin!"

Lovino searched for the voice of the boy and saw buff children that looked like the bullies of Camp. A boy around 17 stood up, his brown hair unruly.

The nation frowned, "Do I have to, idiota?" He whispered the last part though.

The boy's eyes widened and growled, "What did you call me?"

"Idiota." Lovino repeated calmly, bored even.

Alfred looked at the boy then back at Lovino, "Dude, what are you doing?" Lovino rolled his eyes. Then felt dull blade near his heart, making him fall on his bottom at the floor. Everyone gasped at this. He looked up and saw the dude from before, holding a spear, his eyes burning with fury. He said slowly, "My name is Sherman Yang. What if I were the one to call you an idiot?"

Lovino scoffed, "Please, you could've said something about my friends in a nicer way. But you didn't, so I was rude to you."

"I'M RUDE BECAUSE YOU WERE RUDE FIRST AND BESIDES—"

"You almost destroyed Roma, by the way. If Roma collapsed, I'm gonna put the charges on you, okay?"

Sherman Yang blinked in confusion, "What?"

"See, this is why I called you idiota." Lovino rolled his eyes once more and stood up, as if he wasn't shocked by the blunt blade. But oh no, Lovino still had the nerve to sit at the Ares cabin. Fortunately, the buff kids didn't taunt or beat him up. Clarisse just grumbled, "Not another one..." While her half-brother sat away from Lovino.

~Percy's POV~

Dinner tonight was interesting. There were 3 newcomers at Camp. One was Italian who was wearing the Camp Jupiter shirt, the other one Greek and of course it's already obvious on which camp he's staying, and the other one, well, I dunno which Camp he's staying, since he was only wearing some kind of military uniform and an aviator jacket. The blond's name was Alfred, and judging by the way he talked, I have a feeling we'll be friends. The descendant of Mars who owned one of the Ares' kids butt, Lovino Vargas, I'm not sure about him, but I respect him. Not everyone has the nerve to annoy an Ares kid, more so on their first day. I don't understand the almost destroyed Roma part though. Maybe I'll ask Annabeth later. And Heracles Karpusi? I don't like his name, but he looked like a good guy, a little too quiet, but probably nice.

~Time Skip after dinner~

Jason, Hazel, Piper, Nico, Annabeth and I waited at the mess hall for Frank, since he was still talking to Lovino. And it seemed like Alfred and Heracles were waiting for Lovino.

I asked Annabeth, "Hey, Wise Girl, do you know by what Lovino said, 'almost-destroyed-Roma'?"

Annabeth shook her head sadly, "That was what my entire cabin thought about the entire half of dinner. And we have no clue on what he meant."