Chapter one

Reyna

Reyna drove the car as slowly as she could, thinking about what Annabeth had said to her. No….The rift between our camps, I can fix it! Just slow them down, buy us some time! Reyna looked back at the people in her car. All from the fifth….. An idea started forming in her head. Gwen was sitting next to her in the car. "Gwen," She hissed under her breath. Gwen didn't move her head, but her eyes flicked over to hers. "What?" Reyna smiled to herself and kept talking to Gwen. "I have a plan…."

Juniper

Juniper sat on her tree. Her clearing was no longer the place it had once been. The grass was slightly yellow and no one came anymore. She jumped down, her silk dress brushing gently against her skin. She paced the clearing, trying to think of ways she could help. She was only a dumpy tree. Wait, She chided herself, trying to pinpoint a thought. Use the trees to communicate! She ran to the nearest tree. It was Willow. She clapped her hands and Willow appeared. "What Juniper?" she asked her ginger hair messy. "We need to send a message to every single tree in Camp and the trees around the border." Willow looked at her like she was crazy. "Every tree?" She gripped her white dress and yawned. "Juniper. Its two O'clock in the morning." Juniper looked at her and sighed. "Willow please, soon there will be no two in the morning." Willow sighed and woke herself up a little more. "What's the message?" She looked like she was ready to roll, which was a good thing. "Defend Half-Blood Hill, Tell all nature spirits."

Rachel

Rachel paced in her room, trying to think. Ella was reading some old scrolls that she had found. "C'mon Rachel," She scolded herself. "Think…" She sat down and put her face in her hands. She felt like throwing something. Maybe a knife, maybe herself. She started tapping her fingers on her jeans. "Two half-bloods of old and young, will come home to save everyone. The wrath of Rome descends upon, the Greeks new home and ends, without one, they all shall fail/And Camp Half-Blood is to Raze." Ella's head shot up and she squawked. "Nope, nope, nope. Camp will not Raze, cannot." She ruffled herself and started speaking in Latin. "Vitam mundi, finietur igneus obducto, sine utrorumque castrorum, illud omnibus erit tuorum concident / Et Heram scriptor ira consummationis dierum." Rachel sighed and started sketching in the dirt.