to see a Cyclops, at least until Tyson set them down and wheeled on Leila and Dakota. âBad Romans!â
âTyson, wait!â Reyna said. âDonât hurt them!â
Tyson frowned. He was small for a Cyclops, still a child, really â a little over six feet tall, his messy brown hair crusted with salt water, his big single eye the colour of maple syrup. He wore only a swimsuit and a flannel pyjama shirt, like he couldnât decide whether to go swimming or go to sleep. He exuded a strong smell of peanut butter.
âThey are not bad?â he asked.
âNo,â Reyna said. âThey were following bad orders. I think theyâre sorry for that.
you, Dakota?â
Dakota put his arms up so fast he looked like Superman about to take off. âReyna, I was trying to clue you in! Leila and I planned to switch sides and help you take down Michael.â
âThatâs right!â Leila almost fell backwards over the railing. âBut, before we could, the Cyclops did it for us!â
Coach Hedge snorted. âA likely story!â
Tyson sneezed. âSorry. Goat fur. Itchy nose. Do we trust Romans?â
âI do,â Reyna said. âDakota, Leila, you understand what our mission is?â
Leila nodded. âYou want to return that statue to the Greeks as a peace offering. Let us help.â
âYeah.â Dakota nodded vigorously. âThe legionâs not nearly as united as Michael claimed. We donât trust all the forces Octavian has gathered.â
Nico laughed bitterly. âA little late for doubts. Youâre surrounded. As soon as Camp Half-Blood is destroyed, those will turn on you.â
âSo what do we do?â asked Dakota. âWe have an hour at most until sunrise.â
âFive fifty-two a.m.,â said Ella, still perched on the boathouse. âSunrise, Eastern seaboard, August first.
One hour and twelve minutes is more than one hour.â
Dakotaâs eye ticked. âI stand corrected.â
Coach Hedge looked at Tyson. âCan we get into Camp Half-Blood safely? Is Mellie all right?â
Tyson scratched his chin thoughtfully. âShe is very round.â
âBut sheâs okay?â Hedge persisted. âShe hasnât given birth yet?â
â âDelivery occurs at the end of the third trimesterâ,â Ella advised. âPage forty-three, ââ
âI gotta get over there!â Hedge looked like he was ready to jump overboard and swim.
Reyna put her hand on his shoulder. âCoach, weâll get you to your wife, but letâs do it right. Tyson, how did you and Ella get out to this ship?â
âRainbow!â
âYou ⦠took a rainbow?â
âHe is my fish pony friend.â
âA hippocampus,â Nico advised.
âI see.â Reyna thought for a moment. âCould you and Ella escort the coach back to Camp Half-Blood safely?â
âYes!â Tyson said. âWe can do that!â
âGood. Coach, go see your wife. Tell the campers I plan to fly the Athena Parthenos to Half-Blood Hill at sunrise. Itâs a gift from Rome to Greece, to heal our divisions. If they could refrain from shooting me out of the sky, Iâd be grateful.â
âYou got it,â Hedge said. âBut what about the Roman legion?â
âThatâs a problem,â Leila said gravely. âThose onagers blast you out of the sky.â
âWeâll need a distraction,â Reyna said. âSomething to delay the attack on Camp Half-Blood and preferably put those weapons out of commission. Dakota, Leila, will your cohorts follow you?â
âI â I think so, yes,â Dakota said. âBut if we ask them to commit treason ââ
âIt isnât treason,â Leila said. âNot if weâre acting on direct orders from our praetor. And Reyna still praetor.â
Reyna turned to Nico. âI need you to go with Dakota and Leila. While theyâre stirring trouble in the ranks, trying to delay the attack, you have to find a way to sabotage those onagers.â
Nicoâs smile made Reyna glad he was on side. âMy pleasure. Weâll buy you time to deliver the Athena Parthenos.â
âUm â¦â Dakota shuffled his feet. âEven if you get the statue to the hill, whatâs to stop Octavian from destroying it once itâs in place? Heâs got lots of firepower, even without the onagers.â
Reyna peered up at the ivory face of Athena, veiled beneath camouflage netting. âOnce the statue is returned to the Greeks ⦠I think it will be difficult to destroy. It has great magic. It has simply chosen not to use it yet.â
Leila bent down slowly and retrieved her sword, keeping her eyes on the Athena Parthenos. âIâll take your word for it. What do we do with Michael?â
Reyna regarded the snoring mountain of Hawaiian demigod. âPut him in your boat. Donât hurt him or bind him. I have a feeling Michaelâs heart is in the right place. He just had the bad luck of being sponsored by the wrong person.â
Nico sheathed his black sword. âYou sure about this, Reyna? I donât like leaving you alone.â
Blackjack whinnied and licked the side of Nicoâs face.
âGah! Okay, Iâm sorry.â Nico wiped off the horse spit. âReynaâs not alone. Sheâs got a herd of excellent pegasi.â
Reyna couldnât help but smile. âIâll be fine. With luck, weâll all meet again soon enough. Weâll fight side by side against Gaiaâs forces. Be careful, and !â
Dakota and Leila repeated the cheer.
Tyson furrowed his single eyebrow. âWho is Ave?â
âIt means .â Reyna clapped the Cyclopsâs forearm. âBut, by all means, , too.â The words sounded strange in her mouth.
She faced Nico. She wanted to hug him but wasnât sure the gesture would be welcome. She extended her hand. âItâs been an honour questing with you, son of Hades.â
Nicoâs grip was strong. âYouâre the most courageous demigod Iâve ever met, Reyna. I ââ He faltered, perhaps realizing he had a large audience. âI wonât let you down. See you on Half-Blood Hill.â
The sky began to lighten in the east as the group dispersed. Soon Reyna stood on the deck of the ⦠alone except for eight pegasi and a forty-foot-tall Athena.
She tried to steady her nerves. Until Nico, Dakota and Leila had time to disrupt the legionâs attack, she couldnât do anything, but she hated standing around and waiting.
Just over that dark line of hills, her comrades in the Twelfth Legion were preparing for a needless attack. If Reyna had stayed with them, she couldâve guided them better. She couldâve kept Octavian in check. Perhaps the giant Orion was correct: sheâd failed in her duties.
She remembered the ghosts on the balcony in San Juan â pointing at her, whispering accusations:
She remembered the feel of the golden sabre in her hand as she slashed down her fatherâs spectre â his face full of outrage and betrayal.
her father used to rant.
By helping the Greeks, Reyna had done all of those things. A Roman was supposed to destroy her enemies. Instead, Reyna had joined forces with them. Sheâd left her legion in the hands of a madman.
What would her mother say? Bellona, the war goddess â¦
Blackjack must have sensed her agitation. He clopped over and nuzzled her.
She stroked his muzzle. âI donât have any treats for you, boy.â
He bumped her affectionately. Nico had told her that Blackjack was Percyâs usual ride, but he seemed friendly to everyone. Heâd carried the son of Hades without protest. Now he was comforting a Roman.
She wrapped her arms around his powerful neck. His coat smelled just like Scipioâs â a mixture of fresh-cut grass and warm bread. She let loose a sob that had been building in her chest. As praetor, she couldnât show weakness or fear to her comrades. She had to stay strong. But the horse didnât seem to mind.
He nickered gently. Reyna couldnât understand Horse, but he seemed to say, She looked up at the fading stars.
âMother,â she said, âI havenât prayed to you enough. Iâve never met you. Iâve never asked for your help. But please ⦠this morning, give me the strength to do what is right.â
As if on cue, something flashed on the eastern horizon â a light across the Sound, approaching fast like another speedboat.
For one elated moment, Reyna thought it was a sign from Bellona.
The dark shape got closer. Reynaâs hope turned to dread. She waited too long, paralysed with disbelief, as the figure resolved into a large humanoid, running towards her across the surface of the water.
The first arrow struck Blackjackâs flank. The horse collapsed with a shriek of pain.
Reyna screamed, but, before she could move, a second arrow hit the deck between her feet. Attached to its shaft was a glowing LED read-out the size of a wristwatch, counting down from 5:00.
4:59.
4:58.
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