Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Disney, or Dreamworks characters.
Minor pairings include: (Jack Frost/Elsa) (Astrid/Hiccup) (Bianca/Tadashi)
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Whispered Promises
Chapter 1: Blades of Stygian Iron
Nico POV
"Someone messed up the rifle trade again." Robin Hood nonchalantly put his legs on the table and casually twirled his signature switchblade.
I chuckled humourlessly. "I bet Merida's pissed about that."
"Boss wants us to take the Ice Queen and dispose of the problem." Robin muttered, feigning annoyance. Everyone in The Legendaries knew of the petty rivalries between the Ice Queen, Elsa, and the neighbourhood playboy, Robin Hood.
Said playboy has been in love with Marian for 3 years. Excuse me, ex-playboy.
"You can't deny she fights like crazy though." I defended my friend.
"Those snobbish royals…" Robin complained, pointedly ignoring me.
"The leak is in the neutral ground, two streets away from the Disney restaurant, near Wreck-it-Ralph's place." He continued.
I got up from my place in front of the fireplace and saluted playfully to the young redhead reading the newspaper, probably of our latest crimes, and made my way out the door.
"Love, go out with me?" Robin gave the lady one of his trademark 'swoon-worthy' smiles and waited for her to say yes.
"No." Marian didn't even look up from the newspaper.
"Naw, I'm sure you don't mean that." Robin's smile never faltered.
"Yes, I'm quite sure I meant no." Marian muttered, stony-faced.
Idiot. She's never going to say yes if he asks like that. He may have a fast mind and even faster fingers, but he does not know how to woo girls like Marian.
"Just one date." Robin pleaded, quite out of his element.
"Nico, would you let your sister date a player like Robin?" Marian called out to me.
I smirked. "Not in a million years." Robin would have his tongue sliced off before he had the nerve to woo my sister.
"No honourable lady would date a player like you, Robin. Now get lost."
You'd think a man would get the message by then, but no. Every day, the same question. Every day, the same answer. With Robin none the wiser.
"Robin, let's go." I slipped my stygian iron dagger into its sheath and started out the door.
"Why hasn't she said yes?" Robin asked, genuinely confused. We've had had this conversation many times.
"Let's go." I jumped into the roof-less, most-likely-stolen sleek black Ferrari.
"We have to pick up the Ice Queen on our way to the restaurant." Robin rolled his eyes, scowling at his bad luck, although I could tell he didn't mind Elsa's company. Looks like I'll be playing peacemaker. Again.
The rebel's shaggy red hair flew back in the wind, and his emerald eyes darkened as we stopped at a grand mansion just outside the Intelligence Sector.
A straight-backed girl with platinum blond hair and the demeanor of a queen strode into the Ferrari, nodding her head politely at me.
"Nico." She greeted.
"Elsa." I responded, smiling at her sweet demeanor.
"Was it just me or did a chilly wind fill the car when you walked in?.. Oh wait, it can't be. It must have been your frosty royal attitude ruining the car." Robin sniped, speeding off, noticeably faster than before.
Here we go again. The Ice Queen gave a mischievous smile and I winced. Elsa's pranks were horrendously embarrassing. She's had years of practice with her younger sister Anna. Judging by her look, it would involve a bucketful of slugs, a hot-air-balloon, and a laughing Maid Marian.
"Primitive." Elsa threw out casually, looking out the window at the zooming scenery.
Although they were in the same gang, their "rivalry" was boundless. Back and forth, bickering. They both had small smiles toying at the edges of their mouths, of course, they were having fun. So competitive. It was with great relief when I stepped out the car door as we stopped by Ralph's home.
"Ralph!" I called as I took the key from under the doughnut box on the porch and unlocked the door.
"Nico! I was just going to pick Vanellope from the kindergarten." Ralph appeared, in one arm a baseball bat and the other a chocolate cake with little medals decorated on its side.
"Ahhhh… we're just stopping by to leave the car in the porch, we'll pick it up at around 2:00. How's Vanellope, by the way?" I asked, knowing Ralph loved talking about his little sister.
"She's amazing. Did I tell you she fixed the kindergarten's cameras to show her glitching around. The teachers freaked." Ralph smiled, his eyes lighting up.
Vanellope was a scoundrel. The six-year-old was as fast as a bullet and had the energy of one. And Ralph adored that little smart-aleck like mad.
"Okay, well we'll be going. See you around! Give Vanellope my wishes." I waved as I returned to the porch, which now consisted of a pair of equally stubborn characters having a who-can-laugh-first contest.
Those two… one moment they were best friends, the other self-proclaimed enemies.
We started running. The Ice Queen, the Heartbreaker Hero, and the Angel from hell. We would reach the backstreets of Disney's restaurant in less than 5 minutes of hard sprint.
"So why is the leak leaking?" I asked, as we slowed down to creep into the alleyways of the restaurant. The pair looked at me, confused, and I sighed. "How could someone in The Legendaries be bribed to leak information?" I corrected myself, slinking along the filthy wall toward the arms trade warehouse opposite the restaurant.
"Apparently they were threatened by one of the Dreamworks crew." Elsie said, shrugging.
"I find that hard to believe. Either this leak is a coward or this threatened is some serious threatener." Robin protested, and I had to agree. Disney recruited the best, and only the best.
"Woah… what happened here?" Robin paused, taking in the damage of the warehouse from the roof he quickly scaled up. We made eye contact.
"One…" Robin noiselessly opened the trapdoor on the roof and I saw the silver of his switchblade.
"Two…" Elsa's eyes were hard as she took out her miniscule ice-blue ninja stars.
"Three…" My stygian iron dagger was pressed to my chest.
CRASH! The door collapsed as Elsie and I sliced the hinges, and I a flash of red drop down from the roof. The warehouse was a mess. What had originally been an orderly stock of assault/lever-action/bolt-action/ sniper rifles, handguns, automatic shotguns, grenade launchers, muskets, and submachine guns was now a warzone. A noticeably small pile of weapons lay on a wooden table in the centre of the room, with a note oh-so-kindly attached.
One man lay struggling in bandage cloth, tied neatly and securely to a chair, with a bleeding arm wound just above his forearm.
The leak.
Sensing no immediate threat, I pulled the bandage-gag from his mouth.
"Who did this? And why? You have 10 seconds to begin talking, or those bandages might just not be enough to cover your injuries." I said in a low voice. I flicked my dagger out and made an intricate slicing motion with my wrist. This was why they called me the Angel from Hell. Elsa and Robin stood behind the man, scanning the note or warehouse for any clues.
The man paled.
"Ten… nine…eight… seven…- I counted, twirling my dagger nonchalantly.
"Okay! OKAY! I'll tell you everything!" The traitor pleaded, sweat beading down his forehead. I paused.
"I was threatened by Dreamworks. They wanted me to stash the guns in a hiding place within the Disney arms compound. They threatened my family." The man's breathing hitched, and I momentarily felt sorry for him. See, that was why I was with The Legendaries. Family was off-limits. That was the reason behind the meeting 300 years ago, splitting the city between Dreamworks and Disney, but including a Neutrality Zone. Family lived in the Neutrality Zone.
"And- the man started, but choked on his sobs. I saw Elsie and Robin's pained look, knowing it mirrored mine. We all had family. If something happened to Bianca… I saw black at the edges of my vision. NO! Not now! I fought back the panic attack and regained my composure to the sobbing man tied in front of me.
"Who. Did. This." I asked, knowing the Protectors of the Moon had gone too far. This was a full out declaration of war.
Three hundred years ago, two brothers fought over the control of the city, their names were Disney, and Dreamworks. They had a little sister. She was off-limits. Once you joined a gang, your safety is compromised. Those uninvolved or living in the neutrality area were off-limits.
Don't touch the little sister. That was the brothers' motto.
Don't touch the innocents. 300 years later, that was the motto of Santa Maria.
"She calls herself the Devil's Princess." A chill went down my spine. A feeling of familiarity. Someone knew of the Dreamworks' plans and thwarted them, yet arriving before the Disney crew and hurting a member?! Who was this girl?
"She ransacked the place and had a conversation with me… until the end, when she sliced me with an obsidian sword- Stygian-iron I think." The man continued. My stomach turned upside down. This girl was dangerous.
"Hey Nico, I think you should see this." Robin held up the note attached to the pile of guns and started sorting the weapons.
Elsie's expression was disbelieving as she looked over my shoulder at the note. I felt the same way. What kind of villain left a note after destroying a warehouse full of Disney weapons? Some nerve…
Elsa's expression turned to pure shock as we saw what was written on the letter.
Dear Legendaries,
The wound I gave to Steven was given by a poison-covered blade. I know it's against orders, but please show mercy to him. I would do anything for my family if they were threatened. Use the bandages and the medicine to cleanse the wound. Please. He may die if it's not treated. I'm sorry. I had to. Please don't let this man die.
I'm sorry,
The Devil's Princess :)
The Devil's Princess. With a smiley face after Princess.
I looked at the bottle of medicine found under the piles of weapons Robin had just uncovered and my heart gave thudded painfully against my chest.
"This girl…how does she know your name?" I asked the man.
"She asked me and I told her. She just came in the warehouse like a normal teenage girl, then she started trashing the place. But…" This girl was getting more and more abnormal.
"But what?" Elsa demanded. This girl, The Devil's Princess, she didn't sound like a gang member.
"She whispered something to me after she tied me up." The man looked troubled and confused.
"What?" Robin asked desperately. This girl did not belong in the gang world.
"She said 'your family is safe'… she also said that she was sorry. She was crying when she sliced my arm." Steven finished.
Thank goodness Dreamworks hadn't recruited her. What was going on? Why did the Protectors of the Moon threaten Steven, only to make him hide the weapons in the Disney complex? Who was this girl? And why did she come?Robin looked like he was choking, and Elsa's eyes were shining. This innocence…
I prayed that I would never have to fight this girl. I hoped God was on my side today because this "Devil's Princess"?
She was going to get eaten alive in the gang world of Santa Maria.
Steven spoke up: "She told me one more thing…" He paused, looking pained.
"Dreamworks sent her."
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