Hello, little midgets! Right now, I am in a car. Yeah.

By the way, this chapter will also be Reyna's POV. Given the cliffhanger on last chapter, I think it has to be.

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Reyna POV

I felt like I had been betrayed.

First, my father treats Hylla and I like we are his enemies or like we are under his command. Then, he turns into a poltergeist and I have to kill him. And now, he comes to me, under the service of my enemy, like he has every right to.

I glared at him, and he glared right back. He said, "Reyna. My daughter. The one who killed me."

"No," I responded, "You killed yourself. You let your anger control you. You were the one who turned us against yourself. I killed what is standing before me, not your sane self."

My voice was soaked in anger, but I had every right.

The spirit's gaze softened, but I still held mine. "Come, Reyna," he said, beckoning, "Fight for the right side. The winning side. This war is inevitable. You may survive. The legacy of Rome will fall-"

"No," I told him again. "As long as I am alive, Rome will not fall. I will not fight against my own hometown."

The only sounds made were my voice, the spirit's voice, and the snoring of monsters around us.

I realized what Jason had felt in Ithaca, when he saw his mother's mania. Angry, helpless, and hopeless. I wasn't going to feel like that.

"Reyna," Leila urged, "You can't keep talking to him. It'll kill you. Your life force is waning."

I knew that. Of course I did. This mania was made of nothing but hate and anger.

Without another word, I made the gesture of warding off evil- a three fingered clawed hand over my heart and pushing outward. Julian Ramírez-Arellano's mania disappeared.

Sylvia looked at me, like I was a map she was studying. Then she looked at Annabeth and Piper and Leila.

Leila asked her, "Do you really want to do this? Do you want to fight your brethren? Do you want to fight Ginny?"

Sylvia's purple eyes turned darker. "Ginevra betrayed me," she said coldly, "And so did everyone at Hogwarts, including you, Leila."

"Excuse me?" The daughter of Aphrodite asked her, "What did I ever do to you? I beat up some of your bullies!"

Sylvia turned to us. "We will meet again, on the battlefield." She drew a dagger and slashed it into the air in front of her and disappeared.

"Well then," Piper muttered. She turned to me and hugged me. "That was brave, how you handled the mania. The only person I had ever seen do something like that was Jason."

I didn't answer. I let go and looked over at Annabeth. Her gray eyes were steely, but they were glaring at the cave entrance. "We should go," She said.

Leila didn't even make a sarcastic comment. She just nodded.

We all grabbed hands and Leila shadow-traveled us. I opened my eyes and found the familiar amphitheater of Camp Half-blood.

I looked at Annabeth's watch. Five after six. We left at 4:45. People would be wondering where we had been.

Next to Annabeth, Leila yawned again. "I think I'm gonna go take a nap." She walked off in the direction of the cabins.

We found Chiron in his office. We told him of our meeting, thought there wasn't much to tell.

"Hmm," He said, "We just got reports that a brave Hufflepuff, in her fifth year, killed a basilisk that was terrorizing the school. Maybe this was a warning from her." He turned to us. "You all should get some sleep. It must have been a little rough."

"A little," I muttered and walked to the Hermes cabin and crashed.
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