hey y'all(: so i was sitting down to write the next chapter of my OTHER new story "Olympus University" & i couldnt get this idea out of my head . so you know what ? Im gunna attempt to write two stories again ! & because its summer , i think i can do it !
this is a crossover of out beloved percy jackson & the play Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare . to set the scene a little , this story will take place in shakespeare time BUT the way that they think & talk will be more modern so it's easy to understand .
enjoy(:
Percy's POV
So there's this girl. Kind of.
I say "kind of" because any time that you hear a guy say that particular line, you can automatically assume that boy and that girl will end up together at the end of the story which, in this case, isn't actually true. I also say "kind of" because my history with this girl is just that—history.
But see, Calypso to me wasn't just a girl—she was a goddess. Or she should have been, at least. With her caramel-colored hair and her deep, seducing eyes, no one can blame me for falling head-over-heels for her. I am still a teenage boy after all.
To Calypso, however, my overly messy hair and average physique was...well, average. Her model looks and natural grace could get every hormonal teenage boy in Verona if she really wanted them too; all she would have to do is go up to the poor sucker, bat her eyes, and say, "Hey." Boom. That boy would be wrapped around her finger by dawn.
Unfortunately, I was that poor sucker.
But none of that mattered anymore now that she had moved on. She didn't care that she practically ripped my heart out of my chest. She didn't even sound the slightest bit hurt when she pulled me aside last week and broke up with me right then and there. She said it wasn't me, it was because she just didn't love me like I loved her. Of course, that only made it six times worse because that doesn't even make any sense. If she didn't love me, then of course it was me!
Then to top it all off, she told me that she was going to "live chaste." I had no idea what that meant at the time so I had to go home and ask my mom. Basically, she's vowing to never marry and to stay a virgin forever. Cool.
So now here I am—wondering the beach of fair Verona like I have been since dawn. In the distance, I briefly heard men yelling and horses that must have been racing towards the scene, more than likely with sheriff men perched on their backs, but I brushed it off being too lost in thought to care.
After another quarter mile or so, I started to wonder how much more sand could get into my shoes before I would be physically pushed out of them. I bent down and untied the laces.
"Morning, coz!"
I looked up to see my cousin, Nico, walking towards me. Back behind him, I faintly made out the outline of my dad before he turned into an alley.
"It's still morning?" I mumbled.
"Uh, yeah," he said. "It's nine."
"Oh. Guess I haven't really been keeping track. Was that my dad?" I asked pointing to the alley.
"Yes, it was." Nico sat down in the sand and gestured for me to join him. "But I'm not here to talk about him. What's up with you? You've been doing nothing but moping around for days."
I shrugged. "Break-ups are a weird thing, you know?"
Nico's eyes widened. "You guys broke up?" He paused for a second and leaned back on his hands. "Wait, I didn't even know you had a girlfriend."
I nodded. "I did. But not anymore." Behind me, I heard the familiar clop clop clop of horses walking down the streets. I turned to see about eight horses and around twenty sheriff surrounding a very angry-looking Zeus, prince of Verona, coming down the street. As he passed us, Nico caught his eye and Zeus snarled. I groaned. "Oh, my God. What happened?"
"Okay, it's not what you think," he defended.
"Uh huh, sure. Let me guess—you were involved?"
"Technically, yes, but I didn't start it! It was those damn Stoll brothers from the Chase house. They were talking smack about our family as a couple of our servants walked by. I found them fighting and tried to break it up but...then Clarisse came in."
I growled. "God, I hate her. What did she do?"
"She refused my offer to part peacefully, told me that she hated all Jacksons, and then we drew our swords. No one was hurt but this being the third time that 'our battles have disrupted the peace in fair Verona,' Prince Zeus wasn't too happy when he was summoned to us." He stood up and brushed the sand off of his pants. "We were told that if another civil brawl was to erupt again, Zeus will kill us. Like, actually."
I rolled my eyes and stood up as well. "I'm so sick of this stupid feud! It pretty much takes over my whole life. I can't even walk down the street without getting insults and glares from a Chase. Do we even know why this feud started?"
Nico looked like he was about to answer then he paused. "I actually have no idea. It happened centuries ago. I really don't think anyone knows except for maybe Lord Poseidon and Lady Athena. All I know is that we're supposed to hate the Chases and they're supposed to hate us."
"But that's so dumb," I said. "I don't get why we have to fight. Especially if we don't even know what we're fighting about! Why can't we all just love each other?"
Nico smirked. "You mean, that including your lost lover?"
"Oh, shut up, Nico. And she wasn't my lover; she was my love. There's a difference." I started to walk away but Nico stayed at my side.
"Let me guess," he said. "She vowed to live chaste?"
"You know what that means too?" I asked a little surprised. You see, Nico has never been what you would call "smart." Honestly, neither am I but we have different kinds of unintelligence—mine is more of the I-actually-have-no-physically-capability while his is more of the I-don't-give-a-crap-in-school kind. "Am I the only person who didn't know this?"
He shrugged. "Probably."
"Thanks, coz."
"No problem. But seriously, I can't stand to watch you throw your life away just for some girl." Nico turned slightly and started walking towards the town shops. Then with confidence, he said, "I'm going to find you a new girl."
I let out one sharp laugh. "Yeah, I'd love to see you try. There's no way you can top her. She was..." I sighed. "She was perfect."
Nico turned and looked me in the eyes. "I take that as a challenge, my friend."
Just forty-five minutes later and Nico had already downed a four-course lunch plus dessert. Even as a guy, I was totally disgusted. I could tell that the girls who were sitting behind us in the restaurant probably were as well because they got up and left before their food even came.
We walked out of the restaurant only to be met with glares from some townspeople. Apparently they don't like when there's a Jackson verses Chase battle to the death in their town. Weird, right?
Nico obviously noticed too because he just ducked his head and started down the street with me in tow. "You see," I said. "This is what I mean by 'takes over my life.'"
"Sirs!" Down the street, a petit girl was running towards us. She looked to be older than us, but her short legs and small frame made her look young. She was holding a parchment paper scroll. "Excuse me, sirs, but can you read? Either of you?"
"Barely," I answered. Nico stayed quiet.
"Oh," she said a little out of breath. "I'm sorry, it's just that I was never taught. But n-nevermind."
"No, no," I said. "Please. Here, I'll give it my best shot." I untied the scroll and read off a list: "'Dionysus and his wife and sons; Piper McLean and her sisters; the lady oracle of Vitruvio Rachel; Apollo and his lovely nieces; Pan and his son Grover; my uncle Chase, his wife, and daughters; my niece Calypso; Lady Beauregard and her cousin Clarisse; Servants Connor and Travis Stoll.'" As I was reading, I was able to pick out a few familiar names—one being my friend Grover, another being Clarisse, and a third being my lost love, Calypso. But the one that really brought it all together was the name that I had an unknowing hate for: Chase.
Yes, yes, I know I just went on a rant about how much it bugs me that we all hate each other for no reason, but Nico was right—this is the way it is. All Jacksons have grown up knowing that we hate the Chases and that was that.
"Okay, thank you, Sir," the girl said, looking very relieved.
"Hey, what's that list for anyway?" Nico asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"A dinner party."
"Where?"
"My master's house." She tucked away the list. "The great Lady Athena. And, hey, for helping me out, you should come. It's tonight."
I raised my eyebrows. "Really?"
She smiled. "Of course! Just as long as you're not part of the Jackson house." She kind of giggled to herself as if this was the most ridiculous thought. "But anyway, thanks again. Goodbye."
After she had gotten a good distance away from us, Nico turned to me with a smirk. "Don't you just love when things work out?"
I already knew what he was thinking. "No, Nico. No way am I going to that party."
"And why not?"
"It's a Chase party!" I said obviously. "What if someone sees us?"
"Lady Athena never has parties without them being masquerade. We get a couple of masks and we'll be fine. Plus, listening to that list, I'll bet you anything there'll be chicks ten times hotter than your lost lover girl there."
"I doubt that highly." I sighed. "But fine—I'll go. But I'm not going to compare faces; I'm only going because according to that list, my exact lost love, Calypso, will be there. So don't be going and getting a big head about this."
"Oh, c'mon Percy," he said chuckling. "When do I ever get a big head?"
okay so im asking each & every one of you to review & tell me EXACTLY what you think even if it's totally brutal ! crossovers are hard enough but remaking a famous (& in my opinion, perfect) play is even harder so i want to make this as best as it can be ! -kenna(:
PS check out my other stories as well ! im posting the next chap to Olympus University tonight !
