Opposite

A Heroes of Olympus Fanfiction

©- Rick Riordan

By:

xXxDaughteroftheKingxXx

AN: Okay, this is probably really short compared to the other chapters. Sorry, I've had writer's block. In other news, check out my stories on a different account I share with my staff members, BeginningTheREVOLUTION.

Chapter 4

Jason

"And here we are," I said, plastering a fake smile on my face.

Reyna peeked her head into the barrack. "C-can I go in?"

"It's your dad's barrack." I pointed out. "Of course you can."

She smiled sheepishly, opening the door. There were a dozen small bed inside of the barrack, along with a dozen drawers for the children of Apollo to put their belongings in.

"It's so… empty." she said quietly.

I smiled sadly. "You get used to it most of the time."

"I take it you're an only child too?" she asked softly, sitting down on one of the beds. She patted the on a place next to her, motioning for me to come sit with her.

I winced, sitting next to her. "Yeah,"

"Touchy subject?"

"Er—yeah, let's go with that." I muttered.

Reyna looked at me, a puppy dog face on her face. "Tell me?" she whispered softly.

Urgh! How can I resist the puppy dog face? "Fine," I said reluctantly. She grinned, throwing her arms around me, and I stiffened at her embrace.

"You know," she whispered. "When a person hugs you, you're supposed to hug them back."

I sighed, wrapping my arms around her. "Happy?"

"Thrilled,"

"Anyway," I continued as soon as she let go, a red blush on her face. "The thing is, I'm kinda not supposed to be alive."

"Wh-what?"

"Yeah," I admitted. "My dad, Jupiter, took an oath with the other Big 3, Neptune and Pluto, after World War II to not have kids anymore."

"And they kept it up until you?" Reyna questioned, doubt evident on her face.

"Well," I said, wincing. We were venturing into another touchy subject. Gods, this girl is curious. "I have an older sister named Thalia who was the first, um, illegal child. After Thalia and myself, I don't think there's been anyone else."

"You have an older sister?" she asked excitedly. "When can I meet her?"

I winced again, closing my eyes. "R-Reyna," I whispered shakily. "I-I-I don't k-know where Thalia is."

"Oh," she whispered. "I-I'm sorry for bringing it up."

I shook my head, not facing her. "It's fine. You didn't know."

"I-I know what it feels like to lose a sibling." Reyna admitted quietly. I turned to her, my curiosity peaking. "My half-brother, Carson, he was killed in a car accident when I was eleven."

"Oh," I uttered, speechless. "I-I'm sorry."

She turned to me, a sad smile on her face. "It's fine. You didn't know." she said, repeating my exact words.

"Maybe…" I suggested. "We could be each other's siblings."

Reyna closed her eyes tightly, before nodding slowly. "Sure," she murmured. "I-I'd like that."

I smiled, giving her a short hug. "You know," I mocked. "When a person hugs you, you're supposed to hug them back." She scowled slightly, before smiling and returning the hug.

"C'mon," Reyna said, after I released her from the hug. "I want to see the entire academy."

Time Lapse

I entered into the pavilion, alone as usual. See, that's the bad part about having any half-siblings; you're almost always alone. I sat down at my table, glancing at my friends. Bobby was arm-wrestling with one of his siblings, Carson, I believe, and was winning. No surprise. Gwendolyn was talking and laughing with her siblings, about a dozen brunette or dirty blonde kids with the same hazel eyes. Dakota was grinning mischievously, wearing the same smile on his face that made you know he'd just pranked someone. Hazel was glancing at Lupa and was the only one of her siblings that wasn't talking.

She was up to something. I knew it.

Subconsciously, I glanced at Reyna. She was sitting at her table, looking bored out of her mind, leaning her hand on her cheek. Reyna noticed me looking at her, and she smiled.

"Attention, soldiers!" Lupa barked. Er—no pun intended. See, dinner is also announcement time for us. "A quest is in order." Murmurs and gasp arose from the entire academy. A quest? But the last time that happened…

"But Lupa," Dakota argued defiantly. Dakota isn't exactly known for holding his tongue, just so you know. "All of us know what happened on the last quest."

Lupa's cold, silver eyes made their way to Dakota, and he winced. "Are you challenging me, son of Mercury?" she asked coldly.

"N-no,"

"As I was saying," the she-wolf continued. "One of the praetors is to lead the quest." I glanced at Hazel, who didn't look surprised at all. Go figure. She was the one who was talking about all these quests.

"But wait," Gwen intervened. "We can't get a prophecy without our seer."

"And that's where I come in," a familiar voice said. I turned, along with everyone else, to the entrance to the pavilion. Terra Massey, our seer, stood in the doorway, smirking. Terra was a brunette mortal with green eyes that could see through the Mist.

"Terra!" Reyna cried in surprise.

"You know each other?" I questioned.

"Uh huh," Terra answered, nodding. "We're like best friends."

"But little Miss Seer never told me she was part of your—our world." the daughter of Apollo added.

"Back to prophecy," Hazel interrupted.

"Right," Bobby agreed. "Who's going to lead it?" All eyes turned to me, including Reyna's.

"Great," I muttered. Terra smiled at me, before going into the Oracle of Delphi mode. Her eyes glowed green and a smoky mist surrounded the entire pavilion.

Then, she spoke,

"Son of the sky and son of the boar

Shall travel to the place of the ancient war

To battle the Trojan sea monster with the child of the wise

The daughter of Apollo's rise

To glory with help from the child of the harvest and son of the thief

From the son of the eagle shall come grief

The six children of Rome, forces should combine

To prepare the way for the ones of the prophecy's time to shine" At her last word, Terra collapsed, quickly being caught by a son of Bacchus.

I gulped, glancing at my friends. Hazel seemed to be analyzing everything, as usual, Dakota was looking at Reyna, as were Bobby and Gwen, and Reyna was glancing at me worriedly.

Grief? How would I bring grief?

Hazel, being the daughter of Minerva was the first to react. "The Trojan sea monster," she said quietly. "Hercules defeated it long ago."

"But now it's back?" I guessed.

The daughter of Minerva nodded. "I suppose you'll be the one to defeat it, Jason." she mused.

"Great," I muttered. "Just great."