Another story! Yay! Oh, how I love Riordan crossovers... This takes place about a month after the Serpent's Shadow and a couple days after The Mark of Athena. If you haven't read the Son of Sobek, you might be a little confused later on. But really all you need to know is that Carter and Percy met and they haven't heard from each other since. On with the story!

Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riordan which means that I don't own the Heroes of Olympus or the Kane Chronicles no matter how much that I wish that I did...

Carter

SORRY WE LIED.

We had said that our last recording, which our recipient had named The Serpent's Shadow, would be our final recording. But a magician's work is never done.

It all started a month after the apocalypse.

It was a typical July morning at the Brooklyn House: Khufu beating Julian's butt at basketball, Felix summoning penguins in the fireplace, and Sadie screaming her head off at me.

"You dolt! Why didn't you tell me?" she screamed.

I had forgotten to tell her that Walt, her man-god boyfriend, had gone back to Seattle for a couple weeks. He had told me last night and wanted to make sure that Sadie knew, but then I fell asleep. [Yeah, yeah, Sadie. I know that I'm not good with remembering; and he kind of is a man-god.]

But still, I couldn't think of what to say. Walt had been dying for the past few months because of King Tut's curse. Sadie had been worried sick. And now she wakes up to find him gone? I know how I would've felt if Walt was Zia. Actually, I did know how it felt.

I tried to say something, but it just came out like, "Um, uh, but… I- please don't hit me!"

"I'm not going to hit you- maybe. Just tell me what happened," she said.

I told her how Walt had met me on the roof last night while I was feeding Freak, the griffin. He wanted to go see his family to, you know, get this whole Anubis junk straightened out. While I was telling her the story, she was pacing on Geb, the earth god, in the library.

"I can't believe why he would…" Sadie's voice drifted off as she choked back tears.

"Sadie," I said carefully, putting my hand on her shoulder. "He would've told you but, well he didn't want to wake you. Are- are you okay?"

"Yes," she muttered, "and you better not tell anyone about this." Sadie had grown up in London with our Gran and Gramps, but she was starting to lose her British accent. "I really just wish that-"

She was interrupted by a glow in the corner. The air shimmered with faint colors by our retrieval shabti. By instinct, I grabbed my Egyptian sword, a khopesh, out of the Duat and headed for the light. Then as I got closer, a woman's face appeared. She was an old friend, a very old friend.

"Bast!" Sadie shouted. Our cat goddess guardian had been silent for the past month since we defeated Apophis, the god of chaos. We had learned a little too late that if we banished Apophis, we banished the gods, too.

Bast was in her normal attire: a leopard print jumpsuit and her black hair slicked back in a ponytail. "My kittens!" she yelled. She tried to hugs us, but her shimmering form wavered. She cursed in Ancient Egyptian. "Stupid rainbow technology," she complained.

"Um, Bast; we love that you're here," I said, "but how?"

"Because they need your help. That's how I'm here," she said. "We need to hurry, though. My relatives will only allow me so much time."

"Wait, who are 'they', and why do they need our help? And what relatives?" Sadie asked.

"You will find out soon enough," Bast said. "But be prepared. Your greatest enemy, or more like their greatest enemy, will be awaiting you. She is even stronger than Apophis," she warned. Her form was breaking. "My time is up. Follow the portals, and stay safe," Bast said, giving her last advice. Then the colors faded, and Sadie and I were left alone to stare at the wall.

"What was that about?" I asked. "What portal?"

Sadie grabbed my hand and pointed where Bast had been. "That one," she said wearily. So with that, she pulled me along with her into the darkness.