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Percy POV

"Bye Bye brother!" the twins yell pushing me in and closing the door to the tomb and reactivating the magical locks.

"Fred, George! Let me out of here this instant!" I bang on the door.

I hear laughing for a moment then a silencing spell. Dam! It could be hours before Mother and Father realise I'm gone, especially if the twins make up an excuse. I was talking about going to the library this morning, if the twins tell everyone that's where I am it could be a very long time before they come get me, especially if the twins keep making up stories about my whereabouts.

It could take Bill hours to deactivate the spells on the door again, he told us he only got it open yesterday after 6 weeks of trying. He hasn't even been inside yet!

I take out my wand, just because they got the curses off the door doesn't mean there isn't any inside, it very likely there are a lot and I'm not curse breaker, if I stumble into one it could be very bad.

Honestly, those two never think!

I jump back when blue energy blasts out of one wall and hits where I was standing. Then a dozen more come out and I'm running down the dark stone corridor trying to avoid the traps that are going off.

Jumping out of the way of a trap door I dive into a small alcove, breathing hard and in pain. A lot of those blue blasts got me, burning through my clothes and my skin, making it feel like parts of my skin are melting.

I look next to me and on a pedestal in the alcove is a strange old jar, a jar which I knocked onto the ground diving in here and is now open at the top.

Wincing in pain I lean down to look at the jar and something speeds out of it and into my mouth and though the back of my throat.

And the world goes dark.

When I wake up I'm still in the alcove on the floor, and my head is full of information.

"I am sorry Percy" a voice speaks in my mind.

The new knowledge in my head tells me it's Bastet a Queen Tok'ra, a race of sentient beings that take hosts, a splinter group from their species the Goa'uld, a race that enslaves planets and pretends to be gods. she panicked when the jar was broken and took the first host she saw, me.

"You didn't mean to, I understand" I tell her wincing in pain, "While you're in my head could I ask that you help with these burns? The knowledge you gave me says you can heal."

"Most things, but I'm afraid I cannot heal magic inflicted injuries. I am sorry." She tells me, felling's of guilt coming across to me strongly.

"It's alright Bastet" I tell her trying to calm her down, "I'll be healed when I get out of here."

"And me? I cannot be removed, especially so soon after joining with you. It would kill you."

"It would kill you too" I remind her, "It's alright…it might be nice, I've always been pretty alone it would be good to have someone to talk to."

Confusion comes across from her side, "Lonely? You have a very large family how are you lonely?"

"You didn't complete the blending, did you? You haven't gone through my memories."

"I have already breached your privacy by making you my host! All I did was look for you language and name, I came across an image of your family by mistake."

"Yes, I do have a large family, that doesn't mean they like me" I explain, she's going to be in my head for the foreseeable future anyway, I might as well talk to her. "I come across as an obnoxious know it all, and no one really likes that, the twins prank me constantly and everyone calls me names. Everyone is sort of paired off; My brothers don't like me much, always an insult or a prank. Everyone was paired off Bill and Charlie, Fred and George, Ron and Ginny, nobody talked to me or wanted to listen to what I had to say. So, I'm used to being on my own, it might be nice to have someone to talk too."

"Sorry to hear that Percy. It would be nice to be your friend" she tells me.

I smile, "Bast….. finish the blending. I think it would be nice to be one with you."

A feeling of joy comes from her and all my memories come to the surface and mix with hers, it's incredible.

I also get a clear look at her personality and at my own, I come across worse than I thought I did, and though Bass has been polite so far, she as a temper and is very sarcastic.

I cast a tempus to check the time, I was unconscious for over 18 hours! Well at least my family may have noticed I'm gone by now. "I don't think we should risk moving with all those traps, we should wait for Bill to come and get us" I think to her.

"Agreed" Bast sends a mental nod, "Just hope its soon, our leg doesn't look to good."

I look down at m-our legs, she's right our left leg and foot is covered in large ugly burns and hard to stand on, I wasn't really thinking about it before, too much going on to think about pain.

Bast reaches our hand out and takes a hand device and healing device (you can't use a healing device on yourself) off another pedestal, "Can you vanish the jar and these pedestals? I can't use your wand, and we can't risk curse breakers wondering what was here."

I nod and do what she says, then shrink the devices and out them in my bag.

I jump a little hearing the door to the tomb open, "Percy!" Bill calls sounding panicked.