Chapter 1

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Ok, so this is my own version of the Mark of Athena, the third book in the Heroes of Olympus series (GOT RICK RIORDAN!). I have to wait a YEAR a whole freakin YEAR until the real thing comes out. Kay, Rick Riordan, you're an awesome writer, and I love you, but WRITE FASTER!

Also, I DO NOT OWN THE HEROES OF OLYMPUS OR ANY OF THE THINGS THAT CAME FROM RICK RIORDAN'S BOOKS! All rights reserved! I might make up a few stuff, but it's all the character, camps, etc., I DO NOT OWN!




It felt like years. Jason hated waiting. The Argo II took forever to build.

Still, he had to give credit to the Hephaestus and Athena cabin and all the other campers who helped build the ship, especially Leo. Jason was starting to worry about him. He seemed to have a lot of nightmares lately. Jason even heard him screaming and crying.  Plus, he also seemed tired.He had bags under his eyes and fell asleep a few times during break hours. Jason missed the old, peppy Leo with his bad jokes and cheerfulness.

But Piper was totally different. She kept everyoneup, being so cheerful. Jason loved the way her chocolate brown hair fell past her shoulders. Her eyes flashed from beautiful blue to stunning green and then creamy brown.

He had his own  room. Leo had totally over done it. Lightning bolts were engraved in the walls. A deck had been built outside so that Jason could walk out and view the ocean and sky.

Jason felt sick throughout the whole rid, and not because of sea sickness. He couldn't stop thinking about how it'd be like to meet all of his old friends, his old family.

Also, how would the Romans react? Jason remembered Octavian, the pale, obnoxious descendant of Apollo. He would definitely call war. Hopefully, Percy Jackson had settled things over there.

Percy Jackson. Would they be friends or enemies? Thalia, who would be joining them along with some of her Hunters of Artemis, had said that she and Percy had fought a lot, but still got along.

"Hey," Piper walked into the room. "Hey," Jason sat up on his bed. "Leo's making some sort of video to send to the Romans. You know, so they don't attack or something."

Jason peeked outside of his room. Leo was talking into some weird looking parchment, probably another invention. For the first time ever, he sort of looked like his old self.

"Hey!" Leo was saying. "Greetings from your friends at Camp Half-Blood. This is Leo. I'm the..." Leo paused then called out. "What's my title? Am I like admiral, or captain, or-"

"Repair boy!" Piper yelled back. Jason snorted.

"Very funny, Piper." Leo grumbled. "So yeah, I'm...ah...supreme commander of the Argo II. Yeah, I like that! Anyway, we're gonna be sailing toward you in about, I dunno, an hour in this big mother warship. We'd appreciate it if you'd not, like, blow us out of the sky or anything. So okay! If you could tell the Romans that. See you soon. Yours in demigodishness, and all that. Peace out."

Leo rolled up the scroll and walke into Jason's room. "Demigodishness?" Jason snickered. "Hey, that's a word!" Leo protested. "I think..."

Jason was glad to see Leo all happy again. But he could still notice the sad, tired look in his eyes. "Hey, man, you okay?" "Huh?" Leo said, as if snapping out of a daze. "Oh, uh, yeah, fine! What about you? You haven't seen your old folks for months!"

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