1. Chapter 1: Percy2. Chapter 2: Carter3. Chapter 3: Hazel4. Chapter 4: Nico5. Chapter 5: Sadie6. Chapter 6: Sadie7. Chapter 7: Annabeth8. Chapter 8: Leo9. Chapter 9: Carter10. Chapter 10: Carter11. Chapter 11: PercyNext
Hey guys! I thought I'd try something a TAD different; the Roman/Greek demigods bump into the Egyptian magicians. This probably won't go so well, but… ah well. Here goes!
Percy:
It was when Percy's camp was attacked by a flying lion and an albino crocodile appeared in the lake that he decided it was time to check up with his Dad. It had just been another friendly game of Roman vs. Greek Capture the flag at Camp Half-blood. Percy was attacking with half of the cabins, and the other half was doing defence. Leo was preparing some nasty traps down in Bunker 5, as well as the rest of the Hephaestus cabin. Jason had just herded the rest of the Romans to the other side of the forest with Reyna. Everybody was tense, ready to fight. Mr D blasted a special new silver whistle Coach Hedge had loaned him for Capture the Flag.
"Begin!" Chiron yelled. Percy smiled in anticipation. This was going to be an interesting game.
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The Romans were losing. It might have partly been because Frank was out on his 'secret' mission with Hazel, or because Percy had a 20 drachma bet with Mr D on who would win the games tonight. He was swinging Riptide crazily, making his sword a pure arc of destruction. A movement flickered out of the corner of his eye. Jason had his shield raised, planning to knock him down. Not today. Percy spun around and slammed the butt of Riptide into Jason. He had just knocked Jason out unconscious and was just about to sprint towards the flag when a flying hurricane of black feathers had collided with him.
"Yo, boss!" Blackjack gasped.
"Don't call me boss," Percy said.
"Whatever you say, boss." Percy sighed.
"What do you want Blackjack?"
"Something's in the lake. None of the naiads knew what it was, exactly. It's big."
"Blackjack, I'm kind of in the middle of a game!" Percy protested, trying to run towards the flag. Blackjack blocked his way.
"You've got to come NOW boss." Blackjack stamped his hoof impatiently. Clarisse ran towards the flag, picking it up triumphantly.
"Fine, Blackjack." Percy jumped on his back. Blackjack spread his wings and sprang into the air. He set Percy down just by the lake, where some very agitated naiads were desperately trying to calm a very large, thrashing, white… crocodile? Percy blinked. Since when were there albino crocodiles in the lake? Taking a deep breath, he dived into the water. He began swimming across to where the animal was. Up close the crocodile was massive. Percy knew that if the crocodile wanted to eat him, he would be a very little, salty tasting hours d'oeuvre.
"Relax man!" Percy said telepathically to the crocodile. Surprisingly, he answered back.
"You're not Carter." The crocodile sounded very suspicious.
"No, I'm not… who's Carter?" Percy was curious. The crocodile let out a snort of bubbles.
"Are you kidding me? Holy Horus! You don't know who Carter Kane is?"
"No." Percy was confused. The crocodile rolled its large pink eyes.
"Look, where am I? This is NOT Brooklyn House."
"Uh…" Percy was getting more and more bewildered every second. What was Brooklyn House? Who was Carter Kane?
"Look, you're no help." The crocodile gave a toothy yawn. Percy looked at him. Suddenly, he heard a scream pirecing through the air from somewhere in the forest.
"Gryphon!" It was Annabeths voice. The crocodile laughed.
"Looks like Freak has come to join the party."
"Freak?"
"Yeah." The crocodile did a lazy somersault. "Carter Kanes gryphon."
"Right…" Percy hoped desperately he was dreaming.
Suddenly the hairs on the back of Percy's neck raised, and he knew something was terribly wrong. Annabeth was in trouble. He looked at the croc. He would have to wait to ask him about Carter Kane. He shot a jet of bubbles behind him, shooting him into the air. Percy did an accidental mid-air somersault and landed on the bank of the lake. Piper ran towards him just as he saw a silhouette something that looked like a flying lion disappear into the sky.
"Thank the gods Percy!" Piper exclaimed.
"What's wrong?"
"That THING has been attacking camp. It finally flew away, but not without leaving a lot of damage. Que grosse bête laide mal…"
"Piper! English, please! Where's Annabeth?" Percy was feeling jittery, and he was pretty sure it wasn't Pipers charm speak. Pipers face turned the colour of chalk.
"That was what I was about to tell you." She looked around nervously. "Actually, you should probably just see for yourself." Percy's heart was in his mouth as he ran down to the infirmary. An Apollo kid was bending over Annabeth. Her face was grey, and she had slash marks in her t-shirt and all across her face.
"Annabeth!" Percy cried. He bent down on his knees and gently touched her cheek. She winced. He gingerly drew his hand back.
"Will she be okay?" Percy looked at the Apollo kid, who he recognised as Jacob Shaft. Jacob looked uneasy.
"She's badly scraped up. I've given her more ambrosia than's actually safe. Only time will really tell." Jacob put his hand on Percy's shoulder. "I tried my best. I really did." Jacob said anxiously. Percy looked at him, and nodded soundlessly. He was in shock. Annabeth looked at Percy, her grey eyes wide in pain.
"Don't do anything stupid Seaweed Brain" she croaked. Then her eyelids fluttered, and she passed out. Percy's stomach knotted and he left the room. He had to get away from there. He looked around at the devastation from the gryphon. Trees had been sliced, campers were wounded, and the climbing wall had a massive chunk taken out of the top. Anger bubbled inside him. He went back down to the lake. The crocodile had disappeared. He summoned the water into a massive fist and slammed it back into the water. Somebody had done this. Somebody had attacked his family. He looked at the wreckage, and drew Riptide.
"Carter Kane. When we meet, I'm going to kill you. I'm going to KILL YOU" he screamed. Annabeth. He thought. Please be alright. And at that, he slammed Riptide in the ground.
Well… that's it! I think it gets better. Well, I HOPE it get's better. Ah well… bye for now! I'll try to make it longer!
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