Hey Guys and Girls! This another story all about Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but this time I'm making it a crossover with the How to train your dragon book series! This is after the war with Gaea and after How to fight a dragons fury (I know it still didn't even come out yet so just pretend hiccup/ the Vikings won.) Anyways lets just get started before I bore you to death.

UPDATE: guys thx for waiting for my wierd thing, I'm starting over with a better plot than before. I hope this one is better than the other.

Disclaimer: I am NOT Rick Riordan or Cressida Cowell so I do NOT own PJO or Httyd. However, I am paranoid. (Lol)

Chapter 1

Third Person

The ancient ships neared the coast of Long Island, screeching to a halt. "Land, Ahoy!" Shouted Stoick The Vast, the chief of the hooligan tribe.

The birds chirped happily, swaying above the great, green land. Then, as the Vikings were celebrating their accomplishment, a soaring plane whizzed past the clouds, which surprised and froze their bodies from fear. "Wh-What in the name of Thor is that, thing?" Hiccup Horrendous Haddock the Third was the first to speak after the long wait of silence.

The Vikings were too stubborn and afraid to look fearful to turn back the way they came. Besides, All their islands blew up, so there was nowhere to go back to, and their ships just sunk. What a shame, those were pretty good ships.

"Kaboom!" Everyone jumped back at the sound of explosion. "There seems to be people over the hill with the giant tree." Suggested a random Viking. All the viking tribes looked over to the hill. The hill gave off an extreme aura of power and life, so the Vikings figured they might have only one choice - to pay the unknown people a visit.

As they neared the hill with the giant tree, they heard the voices of people even better and louder. They were so close to the place they realized that they were standing at the borders of some kind of mysterios camp. As they jumped through the borders, all at once, the mysterios people all jerked their heads towards them.

The tension in the air was so thick you could hardly even move your eyes or blink. There was complete silence until a tall, well built boy with raven black hair and sea green eyes spoke up. "Friends, or foes?" The Vikings were too astonished to say anything, but finally a skinny boy that wore tattered clothes and nerdy glasses, appearently also broken, got enough courage to stutter "Fr-Friends".

"Welcome to Camp half-blood, where all Greek demigods go to train and survive. You must be either a demigod, decadent of one or a God to pass those borders, unless you are given permission by one." Explained a creature with the top as a man and the bottom body as a white stallion.

- Some Time Later... -

Hey guys watchi think? If it's bad then tell me why and if you want you can tell me what to do next. Also the skinny boy in the tattered clothes and nerdy glasses is, well, fishlegs!