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Max PoV...

"But are you sure? This plan seems insane. You are just a mortal." Reyna was having a concerned look on her face. Jason was of the same opinion and so was the rest of the people in the war room. A lanky guy, full of confidence (or himself) swaggered to the middle of the room and spoke up, "I do not approve of this. Apollo does not approve. I have read the entrails." he said showing a ripped up teddy bear.

"I do not care what Apollo thinks nor do I need his or anybody permission to do so. As far as I see, Apollo sister is in danger, so you can take your fake Oracle 'Shtick' and shove it up your ass. Whoever the fuck you are." I said not even giving him a glance.

The guy was turning purple from anger. He drew his knife and approached me, "How dare you! Do you know who I am? I am Octavian, Legacy of Apollo. You wi-" *ZING* . Every person in the room was confused why I was holding my hand out, but the next second a monstrous looking axe appeared out of nowhere, resting its blade right on Octavian's neck.

A small bead of blood ran down his neck, the neck's owner was sweating buckets and trying his best not to move a muscle, lest he loses his head. "And I'm Maximus Morelli. Son of Pan. In Rome he is called Faunus." A lot of gasps and whispers exploded in the room. "You will do well to remember that, unless you decided you don't need the ability to procreate."

I gave a pause to let that sink in and took the Leviathan axe off of his neck and stuck it on a rock, the blade easily sinking in. [similar to the cover photo, except with rock]. I turn toward the gaping audience, "This is Leviathan. Do NOT touch him." I said and left the tent to check on Artemis.

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Inside the tent...

"Is it true? Is he really the son of Faunus?!" there were many whispers going about Max's origin and his overbearing powers and personality and his lack of respect towards the gods was very shocking to many of them.

Jason spoke up, "It is true." the whispers stopped instantly, the people in the war tent- if they were not before- were fully attentive now. "It is as he says. Lady Diana had confirmed his claims."

Reyna took Jason outside while the others started talking amongst themselves, "Jason I don't think this will work-"

"It has to work!"

"But this is madness!"

"This is war."

*sigh* "Very well then, I will inform the legion."

Jason gives a grateful smile and nods before leaning into Reyna's lips, kissing her lightly. Reyna was surprised to say the least, but reciprocated his feelings. [That was long due] Reyna thought with a small smile on her face.

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I was sitting at a table, eating an MRI, didn't taste as bad as I thought. Atleast I got a Nutty Bar, I like those. I was thinking about the plan when my hearing was gone, suddenly someone's voice filled my years, "My lord, a Gigantes. It's Orion himself. Dionysus has been called back to Olympus! Atlas is no where to be found or seen. I fear he is coming for you to catch you alone. *CRASH*. They breached-".

I threw my plate as soon as the connection was cut. It was Elder Ironwood, my right hand from the Council of Cloven Elders. I rushed to the war tent, "Listen up. There has been a change of plans-"

"At last. The barbarian has come to his sens-" *BOOOM* I grabbed by his collar and threw him out of the tent. All the people, pulled out their weapons trained on me. I stomped my foot , cracking the ground.

"Change of plans." I repeated, for some reason, I felt irritated and quick to anger. Jason came up sighing at Octavian's plight, "Why though? Have you got any information?"

I nod, "Yes. My mental link with a satyr.... a Faun flared up. He warned me of a Giant who has appeared at the Camp. He might have breached the defenses.". Jason banged his fist on the table, "Damnit! Just when we were executing our plan. And I assume Atlas is not there?"

"You assumed correctly. So any ideas on how to go ahead." At this Artemis/Diana spoke, "Maximus, You need to have a god and a mortal to kill a Giant, or else he will regenerate indefinitely. Call Dionysus, he will surely help.". "Dionysus was called back to Olympus by Zeus." I spat out the accursed name.

Artemis had a betrayed expression, the reality that Zeus was such a horrible and selfish person must have hit her hard. Be it god or mortal, it is difficult to watch one's father's acts of stupidity, selfishness and back stabbing... or in this case back-zapping.

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Two hours later...

There was a commotion happening outside the war tent. We all rushed out, our weapons on the ready. Beyond the wall of shields of the Romans, were a group of girls, all teen by the looks of it, wearing light armour, bows strapped on their back, with their spears drawn out in front of them.

"Wait!" I shouted, "Let them through. They are the adopted daughters of Artemis/ Diana. Members of the Hunt please lay down your arms." They instantly recognized me and lowered their weapons and the leader waved at us. It was Zoë.

After all our introductions and a whole deal of explaining we started discussing how to proceed again.