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Of course she had been put on guard duty with Jason Grace.

The golden boy of the camp, set to become one of the next praetors when the current ones finally stepped down. Loved by almost everyone around him, he didn't even try to hide the size of his ego, and she hated him for it.

Girls, and boys, were constantly fawning over him, even if he was a member of the most hated cohort in the legion.

And of course, today of all days, there would be a disturbance up on the mountain.

The fog began clearing as they walked up the mountain in silence, slowly revealing the road up the mountain that the disturbance had been reported to be on.

She looked around the area, trying to carefully scope out what happened. With Jason by her side, she looked at him to see any kind of reaction from him. He began to walk forward and she followed him closely, still not speaking a word.

The fog moved to show a large black mass in the middle of the end of the path.

"What on earth?" She whispered.

"Hold on..." He muttered and closed his eyes, concentrating for a second. The wind picked up and the fog around the object cleared to reveal the wreckage of a car.

"Is that...?" She asked and he nodded.

"We should go back." She said, putting her hand on his arm. He stepped forward again towards the car. "Jason?" She asked, watching him as he moved.

"There might be someone who was hurt." He said, still moving forward.

"We can't do anything, let's just go back to camp and report this." He didn't listen to her. So she followed him further until she noticed the still steaming hole in the roof of the car and the slight smell of ozone in the air. He looked further up the mountain.

"We can't go up there!" She hissed and Jason shrugged, heading up the rest of the path, occasionally glancing at the floor. She shook her head and followed his eye line, looking at the collection of footprints on the floor. He jumped over the fence and helped her climb over behind him, making sure to grab her hand to keep her close to him as they moved through the trees.

Of course she had to be there to save his ass when he got himself into trouble.

"No one comes up here." She said, and he tilted his head towards her. "So why are there footprints?"

"Let's hope it's just some mortals who have been messing around with arson."

They walked a little further up the mountain as the sun was dipping down towards the horizon.

The figures of four women were stood at a large wall that appeared as the fog cleared even more. They were muttering worriedly between themselves, but stopped immediately when they saw the two Romans approaching.

"Get the intruders out!" One of them screamed and Reyna jumped.

"What?" Jason asked, furrowing his brow.

"They're going to destroy everything!" Another screamed.

That's when a horrifying roar echoed off of the edges of the mountain. The girls screamed and quickly opened the gates. Jason and Reyna looked at one another, weighing up their options.

It's not like they had much choice but to go into the garden and find out where that noise came from.

The dragon was rearing up and breathing fire into the air, whining pitifully.

"What is that?" Reyna shouted, running out of the way of it's giant paws.

"It's something I hope I'm wrong about..." Jason said, running after her.

"What is it, Jason?"

"Ladon, the guardian of Juno's apples." He grabbed her and pulled her to him as a tree collapsed from the force of the dragon's mighty claws.

"No!" She said. "You have to be wrong!"

Ladon roared again.

"Come on, around the edge of the garden..." He whispered, crouching down. She followed him, creeping along behind him.

"Where are we going?" She whispered and Jason shrugged and carried on walking. "So you don't have a plan?" He shook his head. "Then why are we here?" She hissed, grabbing his wrist and pulling him to a stop.

"Because I have a feeling that we have to be here." She was speechless. He was putting her life in danger because he had a feeling?

Ladon appeared behind them and Reyna was embarrassed to admit that she screamed.

"Oh my gods!" She shouted and ran for it, as the dragon chased them across the garden.

"Quick, come up here!" Jason said jumping up a marble staircase. The dragon retreated back towards the golden tree in the middle of the garden.

"I hate you, so much." She panted as they paused behind a large rock.

"Yeah, yeah." He said, looking around.

"How the hell are we going to get back to camp now?"

"Why don't we just keep climbing?" He said, nodding to the top of the mountain. She hadn't noticed when she was running for her life that there were shouts and the familiar clang of swords from the summit.

"Jason, no." She said sternly. "We are not going up there."

"Well I am." He said and started making his way up the next part of the stairs.

"Jason, get back here!" She shouted at him, but he completely ignored her and carried on walking.

She sighed and followed him up the stairs. When she reached the summit, he pulled her down behind yet another rock to stare at what was going on.

A group of people were fighting on the summit, in one of the strangest sights she had ever seen. She blinked and turned back to him.

"Who are they?" She whispered.

"I don't know..." He whispered.

"But?" She said. He looked confused.

"How did you know there was a but?" She shrugged.

"But I feel like I should know her." He pointed at the dark haired girl who was fighting a tall blonde boy with a scar across his face.

"It doesn't matter, now let's get out of here!"

The fighting on the other side of the rock suddenly stopped. Reyna and Jason peeked up around the rock to see an airplane approaching the summit, shooting at something that they couldn't see. They watched as the people somehow escaped, trapping someone on the peak of the mountain.

They waited.

And waited.

And it was silent.

They stepped out from behind the rocks and walked into the area where the fighting took place. Jason hadn't spoken since he had seen the girl he recognised.

"Jason?" Reyna whispered. This silent, thoughtful Jason was something that she had never seen before and it was unsettling for her. He looked at her.

"I know that girl." He whispered.

"Look, we've got to leave." He shook his head.

"We can't talk about this with anyone." He said.

"What do you mean?" She asked, stepping in front of him.

"They... They're not like us. They don't live in the Roman way."

"How do you know this?" He shook his head again.

"That doesn't matter. Let's get out of here." He took her hand once again and led her back down the mountain.