A/N:Hey, this is my first story on fanfiction and I just wanted to see what I could do so read and review, and flames are all to welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HoO(which we can all thank God for)
Jason
Jason stood leaning on the rails of the Argo II, staring down at the camp below him. He saw a small town filled with Roman style buildings, and a small military camp, all surrounded by a small river.
The sight made Jason feel like jumping over the rails right then.
The camp made his entire body hurt. He had a headache because of the memories he had of this place, and even more so because of those that he didn't have. He had heartache for all his friends there, and all those he had made at Camp Half-Blood. His butt also hurt from the fact that he was remembering the time Scipio had kicked him there after one of his arguments with Reyna.
"Dude, don't push it," He heard Leo say. "You may be Fly Boy, but if you fall off, you could still crash and burn. I mean, remember last week?"
Jason did remember last week. His memories had started to come back with a vengeance then. It had happened when he was on the rock wall, and he slipped and wasn't able to slow himself until he was about a foot above the ground. He ended up breaking leg and only got better because of the Apollo kids. Since then his powers had been working sporadically at best.
"I know man, but I just really want to see Camp," Jason said, turning around to look at Leo. He was covered in oil and his hair was smoking. "What've you been up to anyway man?"
"Just checking that the engine 'ill be able to make it Greece. I'm still not sure how the it'll travel over the ocean," Leo replied, running a hand through his hair, making it stick up like Sonic the Hedgehog's.
"Well, if everything goes well, we'll have a son of the sea god to help us out along the way," Jason answered.
"Very true," Leo said, and then cracked a smile. "And maybe I'll finally have someone who'll get my humor. From what I've heard he's chiller than you'd expect a kid of the Big Three to be."
"What? I'm chill," Jason replied, slightly offended.
"Sure, just keep thinking that," Leo said, exaggeratedly rolling his eyes. "Anyway, we'll be landing in about five minutes, so I'm gonna go get cleaned up."
Jason nodded, then looked down again, he could already see the Forum, and saw a bunch of kids in armor congregating there. He started to feel worried and wondered if the Romans had gotten their message or not.
He heard footsteps coming up behind him and, looking back, saw Annabeth coming up in full bronze armor. She looked down at the congregation.
"I hope this doesn't turn into a battle," she said, still staring at the Forum. "We're hugely outnumbered, and if Percy's down there, we can't be sure he would help us."
"He can't be that good can he?" Jason asked.
"He's the best swordsman in over a century, can make hurricanes, start earthquakes, and cause volcanoes erupt, so unless you've got your powers under control, he could take out all of our soliders," Annabeth said, a small bit of pride coloring her voice.
"Oh, then we're screwed," Jason said.
Annabeth looked at him and smiled.
"I don't think that'll happen though," she said, "when I saw him in the dream he seemed to recognize me, so I think that'll stop him from attacking us."
"Good," Jason answered, letting out a breath he had realized he was holding in.
Annabeth looked at the incoming Forum, and sighed. "I'm still going to go prepare our soliders, just in case." And with that she walked back down the stairs.
Jason looked down and saw that the camp was only about a mile away and that they would be there within a minute. He felt someone tap his solider. He turned around and saw Piper standing there with the hair that she had grown out in a pony tail and wearing her own shining bronze armor. His heart did a little tap dance, as it had every time he had seen her over the last few months.
"Come on downstairs," she said, her voice sounding a little musical since she had started to work on her charmspeak, "Annabeth wants to prep us for the landing."
Jason looked back at the incoming camp, and nodded.
"Alright," he said, and then took a deep breath, "let's do this." And he stepped toward the dark recesses of the ship.