Sorry about earlier when their was only fourtenn words, but im going to do a crosover between Percy Jackson and Kane Chronicles! Yay!

Disclaimer: I do not ownany of Rick Riordons peoples... Yes i know i said peoples...

"Bored, bored, bored, bored, and more bored."

"Sadie! Shut up!" Carter shouted. Boy was he a fun killer... Wait I'm sorry. There is no fun. Why? Because I'm bored! And Carter and Khufu were hogging up the TV by watching a Lakers game. Jeez!

"Carter. Your a fun killer." I said to him. He sighed,

'What is the fun of being bored Sadie?"

"Bothering you!" I smirked. Maybe that would get him off his butt. We had forty recruits to train and here my lazy butt brother was, wasting his time with a baboon that only eats things that end in the letter -o. I growled when Carters eyes wandered back towards the screen, where a tall guy in a yellow/purple uniform jumped and put a orange ball in a net. Yippee. I stormed up to my room and slammed the door. Stupid Carter. Stupid Khufu. Stupid Basketball! I plopped down on my bed. Why did I care so much anyway? Why do I ask myself questions! The door creaked open and I jumped to my feet, and grabbed my magical (sounds gay right?) staff off of the desk next to our recordings of the Red Pyramid and the Throne of Fire. I knew it was probably nothing to worry about, but being attacked by strange things at strange moments was no surprise. Its always good to prepare for the worst. A lean woman came in wearing a cheetah printed jumpsuit. I let myself relax.

"Bast!" I ran up and hugged her. We haven't had the chance to talk because she's always going on missions to help with Apophis and find out more information. She also has to take care of a half-delusional sun god while he travels in the Duat to energize himself for the next day.

"Hello Sadie!" I opened my mouth to ask Bast a question, but she knew what I was going to ask. Cat-senses I guess. "Yes everything is fine, but the gods are barley talking about the problem of Apophis rising. I don't know why Sadie, so don't ask."

"Are they delusional!"

"Sadi-"

"Don't they see that Apophis is the biggest problem! Why are they so narrow-minded! Why are gods so, So."

"Sadie!" Bast shouted, interrupting my thoughts. "I know, I've tried to start discussing the matter but apparently something else is going on that the gods are worrying about."

'What else could they be worrying about!' I shouted, intrigued in the matter.

"Perhaps I should talk to Amos first..."

"Amos is Chief Lector, he's busy right now, so tell me!" I persisted. I was most likely being a bother, but hey, that's what you get for knowing Sadie Kane.

Bast got a faraway look in her eyes, "Oh yeah, I forgot he was Chief Lector. And no Sadie. I can not tell you and I will not tell you."

'Fine!" I said, crossing my arms. "Don't tell me I don't care!" I turned and walked out onto the balcony that had a great view of the skyline of Manhattan. I looked behind me through the glass door, Bast had already left. I started feeling guilt in my stomach and turned to face the skyline again. I found my gaze locked upon the great and famous Empire State Building. I remember the first time we came to Brooklyn House, Amos told us not to go over to Manhattan, that it has other problems. As he said that I remember him gazing at the same building I was now. It really was a beautiful sight to see. Then something black flashed and I could make out the shape of a horse, but it was gone as quick as it came. What the! I looked for it again but it was gone. I remember Carter saying something about how he saw a flying horse. I believe him know, but like I'm going to say that. I walked back into my room, glancing back at Manhattan. If only...

"CARTER!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the house. I heard the pounding of foot steps and the door banged open,

"What is something attacking you?' Typical Carter. I rolled my eyes,

"No."

'Then-"

"We should go to Manhattan tomorrow." The look on Carters face was priceless.. Oh if only I had a camera. There was a couple moments of silence that I found thoroughly annoying.

"Ma-Ma-Manhattan?" I rolled my eyes. My god was Carter thick.

"Yes Manhattan. You know. The big city over there. The one with the Empire State Building." To prove my point grabbed Carter and dragged him out on the balcony.

"I'm not an idiot and I know where Manhattan is!" He said defensively, shrugging me off. "But its forbidden remember. It has its own problems, like we have ours, its best we stay separate."

"From what?" See nobody ever told us why we couldn't go to Manhattan. They just said it was off limits. So what shall I do? I shall go off-limits.

"I don't know Sadie." Carter said walking back inside. He framed himself in the door way with a frown on his face. "I still don't think-"

"Come on Carter please!"

"Sadie no!" He said in a harsher voice then I have ever heard him in before. I stopped pleading and started playing with my magenta streak. Carter looked like he wanted to apologize but he just shook his head and walked away. I laid down on my bed, and quickly feel asleep. No matter how uncomfterble those stupid "No-ba-traveling" pillows were.

The next morning, I walked down to breakfast, not even bothering to brush my hair. Nobody was home except for me, Carter, Phillip the Albino Crocodile, Bast, and Khufu. But I got a nice surprise when I saw my Uncle Amos sitting at the table. He looked the same as always, he even took off his fur poncho thing so everything would seem as normal as things could get. He turned to me with a smile, but his eyes looked like he had something to tell that I wasn't going to like very much. I looked at Carter, who I guess was already told, because he was leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed, glaring daggers at Amos, with his waffles untouched. Which to me was a great surprise.

"Sadie dear!" Amos said, opening his arms wide. Bad news or not he was still my uncle, I ran up and gave him a huge hug. Then I sat down next to him.

"Where's B-" I started.

"Sleeping." Carter grunted. I made a face at him, but he just shrugged it off. Why is he being such a-Never mind.

"Thanks Carter" I said in a fake voice. I turned to Amos, who smiled at me. "So what's the news?"

Amos threw back his head and laughed. "Always cutting it quick aren't we. Well I don't know how to say this... Mind you it wasn't my idea... Blame your father for this... You guys are registered for a private school."

If I had been taking a drink I would have done a spit take.

"What!" I shouted, louder then I meant to.

"You two are going to school. By the request of your father."

"But-but-but... When will we go?"

"You start today.' Amos almost looked ashamed. "I'm sorry children, really."

"What school?" I wasn't happy about this, but might as well ask where we were going to be tortured. Amos glanced at Carter who was completely ignoring this conversation. I quickly glanced at the watch on my brothers wrist. It would be six thirty am...

"You two will be going to a private school... Don't worry its not bad!" Amos added hurriedly seeing the look on my face. "You two will be going to Goode. Its a kindergarten through high school kind of deal, so don't worry about."

"Oh Goodie.." Carter said.

"Hey..." I said. "Didn't a kid blow up the band room or something?"

Amos smiled. "No it was an air-conditioning falter, the kid was completely innocent. Now both of you go upstairs and-"

"Wait." I interrupted. "Where is this school anyway?" This is were Amos looked a little uncomfterble.

"Its in Manhattan. That's a long trip so I'd go and get ready."

Hehehe.. see actions are never forgotten! :).. i dont think that Goode is a kindergarden through highschool school but it just works out that wasy in the story.