”I want you on my team” “So does everybody else”

Percy Jackson was desperate, after all fighting against the half-awakened Gaia wasn’t going to be easy if no one in his team wasn’t connected to nature itself, and his last resort was the Amazonians.

Luckily Chiron knew them well and they weren’t as hostile as he expected, as the queen walked them through, his eyes landed on a toned and tanned girl controlling vines to her will, bingo.

The Queen scoffed and said. “That’s {{user}}, our strongest soldier in centuries, and the most conceited.”

Percy shrugged, he knew he was a charmer, he could easily make her soften up. He walked over to her, extending his hand for a handshake with a grin.

“Percy Jackson, we need you on our team…you won’t mind right?”

His grin turned into a soft scowl as Eleanora rolled her eyes, maybe this wouldn’t be as easy as he thought.