Ok. Calm your faces down people. This is my first fanfic, so don't go all ninja cat on me.
This is set in the goblet of fire so... Yeah.
So, before you start yelling at me,
Like:
In son of Neptune, percy isn't what ever years old!
or
your fanfic sucks!
or
Piano Cat isn't cute!
Well, my fic, my rules.
6th year is too difficult to crossover.
I don't really care about negative responses
and LOL you're just jealous.
So yeah.
Grins mischievously
~TheChickWithTheAwesomeUsername
Percy POV
Percy was confused.
Just a moment ago, he had said goodnight to Annabeth, and had gone to his cabin.
He'd about to ask her to be his girlfriend, but...
He'd chickened out.
As he lay down on his comfy bed (which, by the way, was a million times better than this damp,
dirty hill), he'd felt a slight tingling sensation. In his left ear.
A second later, he'd somehow rolled off his bed, right into a conveniently placed hole in the
ground. Which was in his cabin floor.
What a coincidence.
Now, he was lying on a randomly placed hill. In the middle of nowhere.
Well, not NOWHERE. He could faintly see the tops of random houses from his vantage point,
though his position wasn't the most ideal one he could have chosen, since he was lying flat on his back.
And it was cold.
And wet.
And somehow, it was morning.
Also, there was a mouldering boot lying next to him.
The dew was seeping through his camp half-blood t-shirt.
He sat up quickly.
And then he groaned, and lay back down again.
Because, along with his transportation/kidnapping, miserly location, and wet t-shirt, he also had a killer headache.
Then, he realised that he was clutching a rather large note.
Written in Ancient Greek.
It was addressed to him.
It read:
Dear Perseus Jackson,
I have sent you to Britain.
In a week or so, you shall be going to a school.
Hogwarts, to be precise.
Hogwarts is a school for the descendants of Hecate. Hecate demigods had children, and their
children had children, and so on and so forth.
And so the magical community was created.
You also have a bag attached to your hip.
It's a magically refilling bag of galleons (it's their magical currency).
So, no shortage of money.
By the time you are reading this, I am now being trapped by the giant Enceladus.
Jason and his friends must release me from my prison. You aren't needed at.. the "other" camp
until later, to save the... "other" people at their moment of greatest crisis.
You'll learn who they are in due time.
You shall be staying there for, a year or so.
Give or take a couple of months.
I do have other plans brewing, Perseus. Opposing Gaea, working behind Jupiter's back,
protecting your friends—it's a full-time job! If I had to guard you from Gaea's wrath, well, even
a goddess has limits!
I have contacted Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, and briefed him on the situation.
Hectate has grudgingly agreed to grant you magical powers.
So, now, you can cast spells and the like, at an adult level.
Your wand is in your pocket. It is 14 inch, mahogany with a Phoenix feather.
Zeus has also allowed you to ride a broomstick without him blasting you off, or sending
random eagles to rip your face off (it has happened) etc. Reluctantly. So. Enjoy that.
Your father has also agreed that it is for the best, but he awaits your return eagerly.
Your mother was not so enthusiastic. But, eventually she agreed.
Please stay alive. I made a promise on the river Styx.
Also, that Chase girl is going to violently assault you the next time she sees you. Just warning
you.
You shall still possess your demigod power over water etc etc
Try not to kill anyone.
Especially the wizard (that's what they call the male descendants of Hecate, the female is
witch) Harry Potter.
Hectate would be furious at me.
You will soon be discovered by the Weasley family.
Don't kill them either.
They're your ticket to Hogwarts.
Also, you can tell them about your demigod powers, if they get too suspicious.
So.
See you on the other side.
Riptide is in your pocket.
- Juno/Hera
Percy groaned and cursed violently.
So he was kidnapped by Juno/Hera. He didn't know when he would be going back
And now he was in Britain.
And witches and wizards were real.
Wonderful.
Well, if you managed to last the whole way through without dying a horrible death, well kudos to you!
and if you didn't...
well, that ninja cat is still here!
if you loved it :R&R
if you hated it :R&R
if you want to rent my ninja cat :R&R
Tell me any mistakes I made!
my proof reading is horrible!
and that's assuming I proofread...
Also, tell me if you see any random mistakes or typos or anything.
Oh, i nearly forgot!
Disclaimer:
Think about it. If I DID write percy jackson, I would have been 4 when i finished writing it. Yeah.