A/N Okay, so this is my Mark of Athena fanfic! If you have read my fanfic where Percy and Annabeth are reunited, this has some of the same stuff, but not entirely. There's a lot of new stuff, so it'd be better if you read it. Also, some of my previous fanfic is spread out over the next few chapters, so please just ignore the familiar stuff!

Annabeth

"Leo, get this damn ship on the ground!" Annabeth cried anxiously.

"I didn't think of that! Good idea, let's demonstrate to the aggressive demigods that we come in peace by crushing half their campers!" Leo called. Never taking his eyes off the circuit that he was repairing.

Annabeth looked like she was about to punch him. Realizing that he was treading on dangerous ground, Leo implored the one form of argument that he knew Annabeth wouldn't ignore: reason. "The only reason that we're flying so close right now, is so they see the flag of truce, we'll need to find an empty field to land in if we don't want to destroy half the camp!"

Annabeth sighed, resigned. She had waited eight months to see Percy again, she guessed that she could wait a little longer. Truthfully, she was relived. She didn't know if Percy even remembered her. Jason had all his memories back, but they had trickled in slowly. It had been months before he was sure that he had all of them. What if Percy didn't remember her? She tried not to let it bother her. She needed to do well in this first meeting with the Roman camp, no matter what was waiting for her on the ground. She took a deep breath, and took charge of the situation. "Leo where is the closest spot that you can land safely?"

Leo turned and smiled. "There's Annabeth! I was worried that you were her evil clone for a minute there!"

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Just tell me where it is!"

Leo came over to her wiping grease off his fingers. He reached into his magic tool belt, and pulled out a map of the camp that Jason had drawn for them. "Okay, since we're not sure if Percy has his memories back yet, we can't trust that the message we sent him will do any good. In the event that he still can't remember that he's greek, or if he hasn't won the camp's trust, the only reason that they won't attack us is because of Jason."

Annabeth nodded. She already knew all this. In fact she had been the one to first point it out. "So? Where are we going to land?"

"Well according to this," Leo said, gesturing towards the map. "There should space in the center of the city for us to land. Jason labeled it 'the fruom.'"

Annabeth looked at the paper. "Um... Leo, I think that spells 'Forum.'"

"Oh. Stupid dyslexia. Guess Forum makes more sense though, huh? Why would anyone have a fruom in the middle of New Rome?"

"Just get us there!" Annabeth ordered.

Leo snapped a salute. "Yes ma'am!"

Annabeth ignored him, and went to join the other's on the deck.

She looked around, and was greeted by many familiar faces that she had known for years. There was Katie Gardiner, The Stoll brothers, Clovis, Butch, Clarisse, her boyfriend Chris, Will Solace, Nyssa, (All the Hephaestus kids actually) Malcolm, Lou Ellen, many more. There were also newer faces, Piper, Leo, and Jason. Every cabin had sent at least one representative usually their head consular. There were others too. Thalia had come, just to make sure Percy was okay, (Annabeth's stomach twisted at the thought that he might not be okay, but she ignored it as best she could) so had Rachel, for obvious reasons. Annabeth was glad that the two girls had come, they were some of her closest friends, and she definitely needed them at a time like this.

After they landed, they would meet with the Romans. Jason, Piper, Leo, and Percy would continue on the quest along with whoever the Romans had chosen. At least two other campers. Annabeth shuddered at the fight that would almost definitely accompany the decision of which camp got to send the seventh demigod. Annabeth shuddered, but she was not afraid. She knew that she would go on this quest. If Percy was going, so would she. No matter who argued against it, Annabeth would win.

"Hello Everyone! This the Supreme Commander speaking,"

Everyone on the deck rolled their eyes.

"Just saying that we're landing right outside Camp Jupiter in five minutes."

The chaos that ensued surprised even Annabeth who had lived with these people for nine years. The Hephaestus kids raced around, checking the landing gear and other random circuits and wires. Clarisse started waving Maimer around like she running some Romans through, Chris was trying to stop her, the Stoll brothers were muttering suspiciously to each other and holding things that looked alarmingly like greek fire. Katie was yelling at them. Many others ran to the sides of the ship trying to get a better look at the camp and trying desperately to spot Percy Jackson.

"Everyone, STOP!" Annabeth yelled at the top of her lungs, everyone turned to look at her. "I want everyone to remember, the Romans are our friends and allies, and you all will treat them as such! Also remember, we are trying to prevent war, not start it," Annabeth looked at Clarisse as she spoke.

Clarisse rolled her eyes, but grudgingly put Maimer down.

"That also means no pranks that will probably kill all of us."

"What if they'll only kill some people?" Conner asked hopefully.

Annabeth sighed, and shook her head.

The Stoll brothers looked as though someone had cancelled Christmas. They soon got over it though, and started arguing about which one of them had tipped Annabeth off.

Annabeth walked away towards the railing, and stared out at the camp. This was it. The moment of truth. She was more scared about it than anything that she had ever done, and with Annabeth's track record, that was saying something.

"It'll be okay,"

Annabeth turned, expecting to see Rachel's comforting face or possibly Thalia's, but to her surprise it was Clarisse who had spoken.

"Your punk knows how to look after himself." She said.

Annabeth started to thank Clarisse, but the burly girl had already turned away.

She took a deep breath, and held her ground. She was so caught up in her thoughts that her mind didn't even register the amazing architecture that was passing underneath them.

"It's time." Annabeth turned again to the sound of a voice. This time it was Jason, "Are you ready? We're going to have to address the praetors."

Annabeth knew that this was true it would have to be her and Jason, the leaders. And Jason had become a leader in the last eight months. The Greeks trusted him completely, she trusted him, and yet, he couldn't take Percy's place. Not like at the Roman camp who would have elected a new praetor. Jason had told her a lot about the running of the Roman camp. In some ways, Annabeth thought they were too functional. Too oiled. There was no room for loyalty at the Roman camp. They would survive, even if meant replacing a friend. "Are you worried?" She asked him, examining his face.

Jason sighed, knowing that it would be no use lying to Annabeth. "Yes. I know that Reyna will see reason, but the other Praetor..."

The other Praetor this was the gap in their planning how could you plan for someone that you didn't know? Jason had told her about Octavian, and Annabeth shuddered to think what would happen if he were elected. But, according to Jason the chances that Octavian had been made praetor were disturbingly high. "We'll make them listen. We have the fates on our side." Annabeth said, with more confidence than she felt.

Jason nodded. "Well, let's go kick butt."

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