Hello, so, I was looking at some of the crossovers for PJO and HTTYD, and, in my opinion, not many ended to how I would have hoped it would be, though most of them were well written, and had great twists, I felt like I should type my own so that I wouldn't be so disappointed when fan-fictions turned somewhere else (Sometimes much better directions) and yes, I'm a crybaby for being sad when things don't go my way, but I think that, since a lot of people whom hear my suggestions recommend that I write my own, I should skip sharing my ideas for once and go straight to typing. BTW: SPOILERS I'm not having Leo dead because All Da Ladies Luv LEO! HE CANNOT DIE! Anyways, multiple friends of mine say I'm a good author, and I want to hear how you guys think about it. If you don't like it, leave constructive criticism on how I should improve. Anything else? Ahh, right. The disclaimer. You guys have heard this a bazillion times, but I DO NOT OWN RICKY'S STUFF, OR HTTYD. I only own OC's + plot. Read, my Nerdlings! (Not my idea, a friend's)
Hiccup POV (1st person)
If I had to choose, I wouldn't ask to fly in a blizzard, chasing down unidentified dragons to bring them to Berk. The worst part was- I felt vulnerable. Normally, me and Toothless would be almost impossible to see, and even harder to catch. We were the hunters of the Sky. Dad would have been proud of how we kept order around the town. But now, in the blizzard, we stuck out like a black yack in a field filled with sheep. We were too slow, the winds of the blizzard pushing us away, it was like Astrid trying to stop Toothless and I from doing something insanely crazy without her. At first, I tried to use my sword to melt the snow, but with no avail. "Thor's trousers, Toothless, this is hard!" I growled in Dragontongue. It was how Dragons communicated, and it was difficult to most Vikings, but it came rather natural to me. At first I could make out as much as a toddler, but now I could speak almost fluently. Almost, because some of Toothless' growls sounded like something I didn't want to translate. Though, in the blizzard, I doubt Toothless heard my comment. Ahead, I could see the dragons we were chasing. They looked almost Thunderdrum-ish, because they were flat, but they weren't as wide, and the scaled were a bronze-yellow. Then, they stopped flying straight, and turned around. They flew right past me and Toothless, a look in their eyes. I noticed it as fear. Toothless scoffed (Or what you could refer to as scoffing, but it's hard for me to tell.) "The tiniest vibes of a border, and they flee. If they were smart, they would fly through, because it's likely the Berk territory line. By staying, they're basically saying that they will stay in Berk. Each dragon knows that." I remembered what Toothless lectured me about months ago about territory lines that Dragons marked to warn other dragons that they were near a new Viking City, or new areas. "But" Toothless continued warily "The line seems stronger than a city-line. Perhaps it's marking another Region?" Curiosity tugged at my mind. If there was a new area, I need to let the other Vikings know of Berk, as the Chief should, and let them know we are non-hostile. But with our luck, they'll probably capture us. I was about to turn around, when I heard a squeal.
I turned my head, and saw Genie. Genie came here years ago, when we were still killing dragons. A dragon was carrying her as a baby, wrapped up in a cloth. They killed the dragon, and helped Genie back. Her name was on her pendant of a flame, which she wore everywhere. I was around 6, and it was after Dragons took my Mom, and I wanted her as a little sister, but Dad wouldn't allow it . . . Great, thinking about Dad just made me depressed. Anyways, she grew up with Snoutlout's family, poor girl, but she usually spent most of her time around the bonfire in our Mess hall, staring into it with her brown eyes, as if it would reveal who she is. Dragons attacked us a lot more than usual since then. Seeing her here, it made me wonder how she's here now, but not seconds ago. "H-Hiccup?" she whimpered, black hair dancing around in the snowstorm. She was twelve years old, and technically old enough to ride a dragon, with me as her mentor. She only picked me because she didn't want Snotlout to mentor her, which is extremely understandable. "What are you doing here?" I called, trying to be voiced over the storm. "I-I don't know. One second, I w-was by the fire, the next, here!" Her eyes were wide with fear and confusion. My eyes drifted to the territory line. Someone-or something- wanted me and Genie to go through. "Hold on, it might be a long way back to Berk." She clipped her harness to the saddle, and gave me a nod. Suddenly, the winds were pushing us toward the barrier. I took a deep breath. "Toothless, we got to go in." Toothless snorted and whacked me with his ear (Or ear plate. It's hard to tell.) "Better not kill us, master. You still owe me a cod when we get back." Hiccup sighed "Alright, bud. Let's brave the storm." And then, we dove through.
The storm suddenly stopped, but it was night. We were over a forest instead of an Ocean. Something did not seem right. "Toothless?" Hiccup asked nervously, and Toothless replied "Nothin'. The Territory line is completely gone, not a single trace. Great, master. You got us lost. Again." Hiccup was about to use some 'colorful' language, but then Genie pointed and said "Look, guys, There's a clearing down there we could use for a campsite. We could make a little hut while we figure out where we are." I explained the plan to Toothless. After we set up a rough camp with the surrounding trees (Vikings were trained to know how to make a campsite if they were out of Berk.) and Genie made the fire, Toothless and I kept guard. Genie was sharpening sticks into spears for a perimeter, because we didn't know if the dragons were hostile or not. We took mutton with us when we left, mostly because Toothless and I stay out over-night exploring, gazing at the stars. Suddenly, my thoughts were broken as the earth rumbled. It wasn't natural. Instead, it had a steady beat, like. . . Footsteps . . .
Piper POV (3rd person)
All in all, today was great. Drew stepped in Pegasus poop (Courtesy of Percy), Rachel didn't give ANY prophecies (Not like any of the seven were ready for that), and, best of all, she had gone on a date with Jason. But they HAD to be interrupted by a Cyclops stomping through the forest. They had to rush out the restaurant (Luckily, they had an outside table). The both of them had Hígado de Pollo (Whatever THAT is) and it was starting to feel bad in her stomach. She took out the do-hicky Leo gave her to signal for him if she got in trouble or found a monster (Or both) and needed his help. She pressed the button and a voice said 'Thank you for contacting Hot Stuff. Would you like a season pass? PSYCE!' Piper sighed. Good ol' Leo. She knew that Cyclops' were immune to monsters, but they had a little run-in with Cyclops before, and Leo was handy to have during the time. She heard the Cyclops using its voice manipulation. Strangely, it didn't sound like anyone Piper knew. It doesn't notice us yet Piper realized, it's going after another demigod . . . Piper whispered to Jason "It's going after another demigod!" "You mean it's not just us in this forest?" "Not sure. It's too dark too see smoke, but I smell it. It's this way- Come on." "Well-" "Shh. Let's listen to what the Cyclops is saying. It might be important!" They strained their ears, but they could hear what it was saying. "Hiccup!" it called in a woman's voice "Where are you? I'm here to take you back to Berk!" Berk? Never heard of it."Come on! You're Mom's worried sick! You too, Genie!" TWO demigods? Piper was surprised that there weren't more Cyclops. Then, she heard a boy's voice back "Astrid?" He apparently seemed too know who the Cyclops was impersonating "Where are you? Is Stormfly there? I can't hear her . . ." He must have been a child of Athena, right to know there was danger. Piper and Jason inched forward and saw a campfire.
Not to be offensive, but Piper thought that the boy was a bit too handsome for his body (Unfortunately, being a daughter of Aphrodite, she sensed beauty and love and ick.). He was just like Leo- scrawny, but his eyes were cleaver and calculating, like Annabeth, only they were an almost unnatural green, like Percy's, only deeper. His face was serious, like he had faced horrible things that he would rather hide than admit. I can relate to that. His brown hair swept across his face like the kind of hair an Aphrodite child would coo over (Not Piper. She at LEAST had a shred of dignity left, and she wasn't ruining it on some hairstyle.). The most intriguing thing was his leg. There was a metal kind of prosthetic, and had an old and home-made look, like the first false leg ever invented. He was covered in armor, and was holding a silver handle that looked like a weight that you used to exercise your arms, and it had a design on it- what was it? Two snake heads engraved on each end? It was hard to tell. The girl near him had black hair that looked like a hurricane had blown through. Her brown eyes looked like flames in the dark. Her skin was pale, with linen clothes that looked ancient. Piper felt like they shouldn't be here, but she couldn't guess how. She squeezed Jason's hand, a signal that she was going in, and then gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She took out Katoptris, and walked to where the Cyclops was. As he stepped out, she charged at him in the cover of the woods, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the end of the boy's handle spewing a green gas, then, it suddenly sparked into fire, creating a line between him and the Cyclops. Piper jumped up, and slashed at the Cyclops' back. He growled and turned around, just in time for Piper to stab him and dissolve into dust. The boy was holding a sword- no, a FLAMING sword- that sprang out of one of the handle ends. He put himself in front of the girl defensively. Now that Piper got a better look, he looked about 18- too old not to be claimed. Maybe he's a rouge Demigod? No, he wouldn't live that long. But with that Flaming Sword of his . . . Piper thought the girl was a right age to be claimed, but the two obviously knew each other. She tried for a smile, and waved over Jason. He looked awkward coming out right then, but Piper thought it was cute- she rarely got to see Jason in an awkward position, mostly because he was knocked out half the time. "It's okay, we only kill monsters. I'm-"Piper was interrupted by a giant flaming ball crashing in behind her.
Piper sighed. "Leo! Please, don't scare them anymore than they have already been." Leo stepped out of his bonfire, flames licking his body. Piper heard gasps from the two new Demigods behind her. "Aww, but I was working on my new trick!" Leo pouted, before showing his usual impish grin. Not too long ago, Leo discovered he can literally turn himself into fire. They've enough 'I'm Hot as Fire!' to make everyone evacuate the scene a soon as he started it. "Leo, now is not the time to do that." Piper turned to the other demigods, more riled up then before "Sorry about that. I'm Piper, that's Jason, and the human-fireball is Leo. We usually get attacked by monsters like that, and Leo, stop that." Leo was poking the guy's sword. He jumped when he just noticed Leo, even though he was right in front of him. "Oh, sorry about that, man. I was just checking out this awesome collapsible sword! Although, it could use a few electronics, like a computer-activation screen, or a few buttons-" "Leo!" "Sorry, but when another scrawny kid pops up with a flaming sword, you know he's gotta belong to Cabin 9!" Piper sighed "As you see, Leo has a way with machines. Now, how about you put the fire-sword away? Leo, do you have the flames?" He jumped in the flames. The girl reached out to stop Leo, but the flames all concentrated into one vaguely human shape. The flames blew away, leaving Leo. "How's that for an answer?" Piper roller her eyes and muttered 'show off' the turned to the demigods "So, how's about your names? Don't worry, we won't kidnap you, kill you, etc. Somehow, people always think that." They stared at Piper blankly. Leo whistled as he observed the flaming sword. "Nice job, man. Hey, how about you show me how to use it? I could probably figure it out myself, but some people feel better if they show me, so, yeah. How's about it?" the boy turned to the girl, and he said "Genie , þú skilur þá ? Til mig, það hljómar svolítið eins og Latin." she shrugged "Ég veit ekki . Þú ert góður með tungumálið . Segja eitthvað á latínu" He sighed, pulling out a journal. "Me . . . sum . . . Hiccup." He slowly said "Quod tibi nomen est?" Jason gasped "He's speaking Latin. It's really rough, but still . . . Jason sum . Nunc est ad vos. Tu loquerisne Latine?" "Ego non intellego. Non multa Latina. Est enim quisque negotiatus esset." Jason muttered a cuss. "He only knows phrases. Not the whole language." Leo perked up "If he's a demigod, maybe he knows Ancient Greek!" Jason sighed. Piper guessed it was the last chance for him to actually do something. "Alright, Latin won't work. Can you understand me like this?" she tried. He looked shocked. "Uh, yeah, what language are you speaking? I haven't heard it before now, yet it sounds . . ." "Familiar." Leo finished. "I'll just . . . go." Jason said slowly "I'll tell Chiron about the new Demigods." With that, he flew off. "Anyways, that was Jason. I'm Piper and that's Leo. What's your names?" The girl spoke up "I'm Genie. That's Hiccup." She gestured to the boy "So, can you explain where we are?"
Hiccup POV (1st person)
Okay, I know I'm good with languages and all, but understanding one I have never heard before and speaking it fluently? Okay, that gave me the creeps. I could barely understand that guy, Jason, in Latin, and I was completely lost for the other language. Before the monster arrived, I set Toothless' tailfin on 'Automatic' before asking him to scout out the sky for any nearby villages. Probably not the best idea, as he's our best defense. Anyways, Piper and Leo were walking me and Genie back to a place they call 'Camp'. They slowly began introducing me to a language they call 'E-en-glee-ish', and I think I'm beginning to understand it. After a while, we reached an arch. I couldn't understand the language carved into the arch, but apparently Genie could. She read out-loud in Greek "Camp Half-Blood . . .?" She looked at it, confused. Piper made a nervous laugh. "Yeah, not the best name, I admit, but please don't think it's racist." Genie looked at her confused "What's racist?" I piped up. She gave me an odd look, and asked "How could you not know what a racist is?" "Well-"suddenly Jason came up and said something in Eengleeish. Piper nodded and looked up at the dark sky. "The bonfire's going on now, so I'm going to have to explain to you quickly. Do you know about the Gods?" Genie perked up "Yeah, Odin, Freya, Thor and Loki, which ones do you want us to know?" Piper sighed "Those are Norse gods. I'm talking about Greek gods." The spark left Genie's eyes and she stepped back. "Um, we only know Norse. Sorry." "Well, Greek gods are like Zeus, Athena, Poseidon, Hades, Hermes, etc. I could go on forever, but those are the most well-known. Anyways, sometimes, Gods come down from their home in Olympus and have kids with mortals." " . . . So . . . You're implying that this is a place for half-god half-mortal children?" Piper looked at him in awe "How did you know that?" Hiccup shrugged "Just a guess. The sign says, what was it, Camp Half-Blood, right? And you said something about gods having kids with mortals, so I just assumed-" "No- no. You're right about that, actually. Nobody has ever found that out without SOMEONE telling them. Anyways, the bonfire is where you get claimed by your godly parent, and that determines your cabin. Now, no time for the tour, let's get to the bonfire before it's over." I glanced over and noticed Leo fiddling with a metal tube, some thin lines of some metal (was that copper?) that looked like string. It must have been soft, because Leo was bending it with ease. I admit, I was curious, but Piper dragged me along through the Camp.
I noticed a giant wall that looked like fire was sticking to the side that the campers were climbing on. I thought they were crazy, but apparently it was only me and Genie. I guess Berk isn't the only place where kids to insane things to kill themselves. Just as nobody was looking at the climbing-wall, everyone was looking at my leg. Even Piper glanced back at it every now and then. Everyone was heading to the same place (Except the few on the fire wall), so it was hard not to see me. I shivered nervously. Normally I would have been with Toothless, but now I felt so exposed without him, like a new dragon Fishlegs was poking and prodding to figure out more about it. Then, a fire came into view. It was huge, burning a cheery color, and the noise was even worse. Everyone stopped and stared at me as I stopped, making my prosthetic click. The bonfire flickered to a more eerie color, supposedly matching the mood. I looked at nobody as I continued to walk where Piper was leading me, mostly because I knew they were staring at me, I couldn't change that, and it was a bad sign in Berk to show weakness. Everyone made a path for me as I walked through. When I reached the end, I noticed a horse. As I got closer, it began to have human features, until from the neck up of the horse looked like a man from waist-down. The man-horse trotted up to me. "Welcome to Camp Half-blood. I see you have most of the camper's attention. I am Chiron, the camp director here, besides Mr. D." he gestured to a round man with a bright shirt holding a metal cylinder to his lips. Hiccup held out his hand "Nice to meet you, Sir." Chiron looked quite impressed "Most campers have never seen a centaur before they came here. Have you met one of my kin?" I shook my head "I have never seen a centaur before, Sir, but in my village, we used to be attacked each night. It's hard to surprise as far as monsters go." Everyone stopped staring and started whispering to each other, but I ignored it. "Well, I enjoy your manners. It's been a long time since I've met someone of your etiquette. Anyways, you should be claimed ant moment. As for now, I would like to hear your names." "I'm Hiccup, an my friend hear is Genie." She waved. Chiron started to rub his chin. "You look a bit old for a demigod not to be claimed. Anyways, while we're here, I don't mean to bother you, but how did you use your leg?" an eerie silence hung in the air as the whole camp awaited my answer. "It's ah, a bit of a long story, but . . ." I rubbed my neck "Basically, it was taken by a dragon." The whole camp started talking a once. I caught things like 'He must be stronger that he looks . . .' or 'He sounds like a hero!' and the oh-so-popular 'Yeah right. I bet that was a lie, with his build . . .' I sighed, thinking about Red Death. "SILENCE!" Chiron's voice echoed like how Toothless would do to find his way in the dark. Chiron turned to me "Another question-why do you speak only in Greek?" Everyone looked at him, a new question in their eyes. Piper then stepped up and said some things in Eengleeish. Chiron nodded and turned to me and Genie, but he said nothing. He opened his mouth to say something, but I saw a glow of fire in his face. Out of instinct, I rolled to the side and took out my sword handle. I saw a giant hammer with a ring of Fire around it. "Thor's hammer, Mjollnir . . ." I breathed in Norse, before the hammer flickered away. Genie stared at me, Wide-eyed. Nobody else knew what I said. Leo walked up and patted me on the back, and said something in Eengleeish. I gave him a confused look, and he said "Sorry, forgot about that. Anyways, Welcome to Team Leo! I'll show you are cabin, and then in the morning, I'll give you a tour! And remember to show me your sword!" I was about to say something, but then, the bonfire flickered in a rainbow of color, forming into a distinct shape . . . "Genie . . ." I nudged her "The form in the fire . . . It's you." She turned, and stumbled away from the fire. The colors of the fire dissolved into a colorful mist around Genie. Then it dissolved completely. Chiron stepped forward and boomed "Hail, Genie, daughter of Iris, goddess or Rainbows." He turned to me "Hail, Hiccup, Son of-"Then, another glow came from my head. Is this supposed to happen? I stepped back, and saw another symbol, larger than Mjollnir, right over where I was standing. Commotion started around the camp, and then Chiron grabbed my arm, panic, suspicion, and worry in his eyes. He hoisted me on his back and beckoned Leo and another camper to follow. As he headed toward a baby-blue house, I saw the symbol fade away. I thought of one thing all of the way to the house. The Owl symbol.
Translations will be up in chapter 2.
Hey guys, I thought about prolonging this chapter, but I thought, 'Nah, its 6 pages, that's long enough. 5 pages without the AN.' so, anyways, here's the scoop- Hiccup got claimed by Hephaestus AND Athena! Dun Don DUUUN! And Genie got claimed by Iris. Chiron is taking Hiccup to the Big House with Leo and Annabeth to talk in private. Jason and Genie seem a bit OOC right now, but just you wait. Genie has some cool demigod powers, and Hiccup . . . Well, let's just say Percy might get jealous. He hee he. But he has several weaknesses, soooo . . . Anyways, Frank, Hazel, Reyna, and Percy come from Camp Jupiter (Percy was dealing w/ Kym and the other minor gods) later. Also, leave suggestions for Quests and how I can make it comical for you guys. I'll pick one or two for the story. Anyways, I'm going to be working on #2 in 3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . .
