Hey, guys! This is my first cross-fic ever, so don't blame me if I'm a little rusty on this chapter. I made quite a few other fanfics, and I'd be really pleased if you could read them, too. Anyways, here's your first chapter. Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HP OR PJO. I ONLY OWN MY OWN OC(S)!
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Delaney Jackson's POV (3rd person)
"Come back here, Fish Face! I'll strange you! I'll murder you with my bare hands!" Delaney Jackson chased her brother across the dining pavilion. Her day started off pretty normally: Leo had waken her up at 2 A.M. by honking a blow-horn in her ear; she had drenched him in soaking water and convinced a Hecate kid to put a curse on him so he had to dance the Macarena all day; she had went to the dining pavilion and began to eat, only to have her face smashed in Percy's cereal.
Normal for a half-blood, she meant.
She and her brother just found out they were half-god, half-human a few years years ago when their Algebra teacher, Mrs. Dodds had attacked them in their Yancy Academy field trip; they were now 15 and were much more trained in the ways of a half-blood.
She and her brother were so much alike that if Delaney were a girl, they'd be mistaken for each other. They both had unruly black hair, though Delaney's was so much messier and much longer. They both had painstakingly bright green-blue eyes, and they both had small, lanky bodies. The only difference between them was, aside from the obvious (Delaney was a girl and Percy was a boy- obviously), she had deathly pale skin and her face was narrow and dangerous, whereas Percy's was fun-loving and innocent.
Delaney finally caught up with her brother and tackled him. They ended up laughing as they brushed the grass off their almost-matching baggy, black jeans. Silena, her best friend- aside from Annabeth, Grover, and Percy-from the Aphrodite cabin, was forever teasing her about how boyish she was. And it was true. More than once, senior citizens called her "Sonny", and even though she tried not to show it, it really bothered her.
Percy smiled at her, and a reluctant grin spread across her face. "Sorry, Delaney." He put his hand out as a truce, and she shook. The twins grinned at each other, and they raced back up to the dining pavilion, where Mr. D was lecturing the half-bloods about something unimportant and dumb. He's such a douche, Delaney thought as she glared at him, but he didn't pay her any mind.
"And so, in conclusion, never try to date a nymph, because your idiot father might make you the director of a camp filled with brats." He finished the end of the story, and was met with a loud silence. Sighing, he turned back to his goblet.
That's when it happened so fast Delaney didn't have time to breath. Annabeth, Leo, Grover, Clarisse, Silena, the Stoll Brothers, Percy and herself let out loud screams in unison. Delaney's head exploded, and she guessed the rest of them felt the same way, because they couldn't stop clutching their heads. Delaney made a croaking sound as the pain fell into her bloodstream. It was as she was getting bitten by a thousand hydras. Never in her life was she in so much pain. She barely had time to open her eyes to see her fellow demigods' horrified stares glancing at her and the eight others before her whole world went black.
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PERCY'S POV (FIRST PERSON)
It felt as though I was flying.
Not in a bad way, either. Sort of like I was on Blackjack, but without the annoying whines to get donuts in my head. But then my wings were lost, and then it felt like the Mummy ride in Universal Studios. My blood rushed up to my head, and I felt super dizzy, like I had played Ring-Around-the-Rosy several hundred times. Groggily I looked up- and saw a bunch of faces staring at me. We were in some kind of Dining Hall. Floating candlesticks levitated all around the nine of us. Four huge tables surrounded us, all filled with people in robes. In the front was a large table with a few adults. One had a large, snowy white beard that vaguely reminded me of Santa Clause, and sparkling blue eyes. Another had a bloated face, and was wearing pink out of all the people in black (And blue, for the Santa Clause imposter).
Delaney and I locked gazes, and then drew our swords. Riptide glinted in the candlelight, and I couldn't help but admire how cool it was. It served pretty well, and in my opinion was much more awesome than Delaney's blade, which was a silvery blue. Annabeth glared at us as she struggled to get to her feet, and I couldn't blame her. My legs felt like jelly, or some kind of wobbly thing.
"Where in the blasted underworld are we?" Delaney snapped, and Santa's look-alike stood up and gave us a smile. "Hello-" "Don't hello me!" She screeched. "Where's Chiron? How on earth did we get here?" She glared at the ceiling. "The gods must've sent us here. So help me I am going to murder Dad…" Her voice trailed off as she looked at all the confused faces staring at her, and I couldn't help but snicker.
"Guys, shut up! They've got to be monsters. Hey, old man!" Clarisse called to the Santa Clause look-alike. "Tell Kronos we'll murder him to bits and pieces, and that he might as well go back to Tartarus because once we're through with him, he's going to pay." I have to admit, I sort of admired her as she spoke. I mean, it took guts to stand up to a bunch of monsters that could finish you off at any moment.
The old man frowned. "I'm afraid I don't know what you are talking about. Please, enlighten us." Delaney glared at him, and before I could gasp, through her dagger directly at his head. He ducked at just the right moment, though, and the dagger stuck to the wall behind them. A stern-looking woman stood up and brandished a stick from her robes. "Stupefy," She shouted, but Delaney must've knew something was coming because a huge shield of water suddenly shielded her small body, and I couldn't help but smile at her reflexes.
"Who the bloody hell are these Muggles?" A man with greasy neck-length black hair sneered as he stood up. "Careful, mortal. Tell us where in Hades are we, and then you can go back to pigging out on your snacks." Clarisse warned, but I wasn't too scared for her. She had Maimer with her- her huge electric spear. No idiot would even dare to anger her if they valued their life.
Delaney suddenly gasped. "Guys, these must be the children of Hecate or something!" Her eyes were bright in realization. I snorted. "Please." But I actually did have to think about it. The candles were floating.
Actually floating.
"We are most certainly not, Muggle." The greasy-haired one scoffed, and almost comically we brandished our weapons at the same time. "I knew it!" Clarisse grinned, like she gave the correct answer to a question on a game show. "They're monsters! I call maiming the greasy-haired one!" Somebody from a table found the courage to speak. "We aren't monsters." A boy with a round face squeaked, and Leo sighed. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm just going to set the building on fire unless they don't give us answers."
I have to admit, it was a darned good threat.
His hand suddenly set ablaze, and screams suddenly rang out from every corner. I shared a nervous glance with Annabeth. Maybe they weren't monsters after all- I mean, we could see through the mist, and they just looked like creepy mortals.
"Leo, wait." Silena said exasperatedly. She locked eyes with Santa Clause's imposter and gave him a charming smile. "Hello, sir. My name is Silena and these are my friends. If you would be so kind as to explain who you are…?" Her words were smooth, and I couldn't help but give her a grin and mouth, Good Job.
The old man smiled. "My name is Albus Dumbledore. I am Headmaster here at Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry." The stern-looking woman glared at him. "Albus, do you really think that we should be telling-" She was cut off by Delaney, who took a step forward. "I'm Delaney Jackson, daughter of Poseidon." I stared at her, wide-eyed. They were probably going to put us in a straitjacket. "Poseidon?" A girl's voice asked, and I turned around to see a bushy-haired girl staring at us curiously.
"All of the myths and legends about the gods are real. All the things that happened in Greek Mythology are real. Sometimes, the gods meet mortals. And then they have babies with these mortals. And those babies are us. Demigods. The only place safe for us is Camp Half-Blood, where we train to fight monsters. We have an upcoming war with Kronos, king of the Titans, and being here now… well, let's just say it isn't doing wonders for us." Delaney explained so perfectly, so matter-of-factly I couldn't help but gape at her.
"This is my brother, Percy," She gestured towards me, and I gave a sheepish grin, "And my four best friends, Annabeth-" She pointed to Annabeth, who gave everyone a quick glare- "Leo"- He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively- "Grover the Satyr-" Grover sighed and wiggled his fingers at everyone- "And Clarisse." Clarisse didn't bother looking up as she studied Maimer. "And, of course, the Stolls." She couldn't help but wince at the mischievous grins the two gave, and I saw two red-haired boys sitting at a table perk up as they studied the two.
"And we're all very pleased to meet you, but right now we need to IM Chiron, our trainer at Camp Half-Blood." Silena smiled, and then turned to me. "Percy, may you-?" She asked, and I nodded. "Yeah." I created a stream of water in the air, and Silena flipped a drachma out of her pocket. "Oh Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, please accept my offering." The coin vanished, and she muttered under her breath, "Chiron." A shimmery mist appeared, and Chiron suddenly came into view. "Silena!" He called out in relief, and galloped towards us. "Where are you? The Camp has been in an uproar-" He broke off as he took in our surroundings.
"Where are you?" He repeated, and Delaney broke in. "I don't know, Chiron. Some school of witchcraft called Hogwarts. Chiron, I'm scared. We're surrounded by British people." She complained, and Chiron chuckled at her discomfort. "My dear, you're in England? How did you even-" "We don't know, and I don't think the gods did it." I cut in, and Chiron turned his gaze towards me. "Percy, this is very dangerous for you and your sister. Please be careful during your stay. Meanwhile, I must-" Screaming suddenly broke out, and Chiron glanced worriedly behind him. I could vaguely see fire rising up, and I panicked.
"Chiron-" I began, but he quickly gave us a small wave. "I must go. Be careful, my children!" He waved his arm across the mist. "Chiron!" Delaney began, but it was too late, and the water drenched us. I sighed. "Well, that's that." I muttered, and Dumbledore frowned. "My children-" "Zip it, please. We need time to recover our senses, to realize that you're not some crazy old douche." Delaney snapped and put a hand through her hair, giving me a weak grin. "Sometimes, my dear brother," She began, "I wish that we lived normal lives. Crazy, huh?"
Okay, guys, that really sucked, but the next chapter will be better, I swear. Oh, and I forgot to mention the pairings *smiles sheepishly*!
PAIRINGS:
HARRY POTTER AND DELANEY JACKSON
PERCY JACKSON AND ANNABETH CHASE
GROVER AND NOBODY, BECAUSE I'M REALLY MEAN
CONNOR STOLL AND LUNA LOVEGOOD
TRAVIS STOLL AND, I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE PANSY PARKINSON? IT'LL CHANGE, PROBABLY
LEO AND, UH, SHOULD I MAKE HIM GAY OR NOT? IF HE'S STRAIGHT, THEN IT'S PROBABLY LUNA
AS FOR THE REST, I DON'T REALLY CARE.
Love, hugs, and all that jazz,
Lyricalyrics