"Reyna!" Leo yelled, kneeling in front of the girl. She was curled up in the corner, eyes wide and distant, staring off at nothing that Leo could see. But she was screaming her head off and looked absolutely terrified. And Leo couldn't stand it. "Reyna, wake up! It's not real!" (~all-things-hoo)
She could see them surrounding her from every direction except for the corner she was in. The war had taken too many lives and she was reliving the battlefield. “Jason!” she yelled, her eyes searching the nonexistent field. “Frank, get to the cannons and hold the barricade!” She rocked back and forth, trying to make a plan but the images continued to change in a fast manner almost as if it was just a figment of her imagination. "Nico, advance the hellhounds!" At the corner of her eye, she saw Gwen crumple to the ground next to Dakota. "GWEN!" she cried out hoarsely. "Leo!" she hadn't seen a sign of him but could hear his voice, "LEO, ARE YOU OKAY?"














