DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in this story, because those rights go to Rick Riordan alone. I just thought it would be fun to write a crossover between both of his worlds, and here it is!

The road was jam-packed with demons, and facing off against them were Richard and Wendy Ellison, and many others. Just behind the couple cowered a girl of no more than 8 years old. Her name is Skye Ellison.

When the cloaked figure gestured at his army of demons to prepare to attack, the magicians pulled out their wands and staffs bravely, but it was obvious to an observer that they were outnumbered badly.

"Skye, you stay behind us and hide. Don't use magic unless you have too," Wendy said to her step-daughter. Despite all those stories about evil step-mothers, Wendy loved Skye very much.

"I promise to stay out of the fighting," Skye whispered. She was too young to be here, but too young to stay behind alone.

"Do you have your khopesh?" Richard asked, looking behind him at his daughter.

Skye showed him the khopesh, which was much too big for her small hands and arms. She was having a tough time just holding the khopesh up.

"Good. Keep it with you at all times. Always, no matter what happens."

"Yes, Father."

The cloaked figure then shouted "Attack!", and the magicians and demons charged each other. Skye ran in the opposite direction, like her mother told her to.

Skye was quite the runner, but like most young girls of 8 years old, she couldn't run very far without tiring. She tripped over a root climbing it's way out of the pavement and tumbled to the ground, her khopesh skidding just out of her reach.

The cloaked figure saw Skye fall, and turned to an extremely ugly demon with 2 extra pairs of arms and legs. "Grab that girl, and bring her to me. She's mine!"

The demon began lumbering towards her. Skye screamed for Wendy, but Wendy was too preoccupied by a demon with a mousetrap for it's head. She didn't hear the young Skye's calls for help. I'll have to kill the demon myself, Skye thought.

Skye quickly crawled over to her khopesh, and grasped it in two hands. She bravely turned to face off against the demon, shaking. She announced in a determined voice, "I am Skye Ellison, descendant of Cleopatra, and you will not take me prisoner!"

A kaleidoscopic swirl of colours surrounded her and her khopesh as she charged the advancing demon. With one vicious slice, she chopped his head off. There was no blood as it rolled back the way it came. The severed head stopped at the cloaked figure's feet.

The cloaked figure merely laughed at the defeat of a minion. They were always replaceable. "Soon girl, the world will be in my hands, and you my puppet. I'll be back for you in 7 years, when the eclipse shadows all of Egypt." The figure swept its cloak around his body, and disappeared, along with the demons that were still standing, but not without leaving a mess behind them.

Many of the Egyptians were gravely wounded, and some were dead on the ground, their weapons beside them. Skye's father was one of the fallen. He had died of poison from a demon's bite.

Skye's mother was propped against a tree, clutching her stomach. She had been stabbed in the back, and was losing blood quickly.

Skye saw her, screamed, and ran to Wendy. "Mom! Are you alright?"

"Skye, you have to leave this place," Wendy coughed painfully. Some blood trickled out of the corner of her mouth as she spoke. "It's too dangerous, and the demons might come back."

"Mom, I won't leave you!"

"Don't waste the sacrifices made for you today. You have a special destiny, but you must take care of yourself. Do you understand me, flower?"

"Yes, mom. I do."

"Good. Do you see that huge pine tree?" Wendy pointed to a pine tree that dwarfed many of the other trees in the forest. "You must run past it, until you reach a big white house. Knock on the door, and tell them you're a demigod seeking protection from monsters."

"But mom, what about you?"

"Don't worry about me. You're much more important. You're the key to our survival, the Earth's survival. Now run, before I make you." Wendy kissed her daughter's cheek. "Don't forget anything today."

Skye hugged her mother. "I promise I won't." She turned and ran past the pine tree and the camp's boundary where nothing would hurt her.

So, how was it? You can leave reviews or suggestions if you'd like! I've written all the rest, but if there's something you guys would like in, I'll do my best to incorporate it in.