Disclaimer: I will only be saying this once. I do not own Percy Jackson or League of Legends. Also each of the summoner's mentioned are around the age of 18.
Chapter 1 – A Summoners's Summoning
Andi (Summoner) POV
"I've done it!" I exclaimed, my colleges, curios as to I had done, came running up to me. After an about ten minutes of, "what is it," and, "what did you do," I was able to speak up, "I've gotten the Fizz summoning stone from the archmage." Then they started to congratulate me.
See, at the summoner's academy, getting new summoning stones is a big deal. The process includes many strenuous test including testing control over summoned creatures, summoning ability, strategic ability, and several scenarios designed to be unpassable just to see how you react under pressure. And unfortunately, the current archmage is a total asshole.
So eventually the crowd disperses leaving just my friends, "Frederick, Lacy, Manuel, Yuli," I addressed my friends one by one. "Nice to see you Andi," Lacy said.
We walked along, hanging out, telling jokes, sharing stories. If only we took a moment to check the skies, because…
It.
Started.
Raining.
Wait, hold up. I forgot to explain something, supposedly, if you got your summoning stones wet, they were rendered unusable. Summoning stone weren't something that we made, no. the process of making summoning stones is first finding extremely rare enchanting stones in caves, then enchanting them to connect to a creature or person so that they could be summoned.
And when I say that summoning stones are supposedly rendered unusable by water, is because no one has ever dared to try. The last person to accidently get one of the stones wet was sent into the battlegrounds like a wild creature while the summoning stones where crushed into dust by ogres using dwarven made hammers.
We flipped out and started running. When we made it to the commons we took a moment to catch our breath and calm down, "please tell me no else had there good summoning stones with them." But to my disappointment, Frederick took out the Volibear stone from his wet front right pocket, Yuli took out her fiddlesticks stone from her dripping bag, Lacy took out her Brand stone from her soaked back pocket, and Manual took his Udyr stone from his waterlogged shirt pocket, each of the stones dripping more than the last.
(Summoning stones are about the size of skipping stones but glow like crazy so they're pretty hard to lose unless you're trying to)
We start to panic again, "Its ok," I said even though it wasn't, "Let's just dry them off, put them in carrier eggs, and take them over to the abandoned shack to try them out and make sure they still work fine."
(Carrier eggs are pretty much fully concealed Easter eggs, except not as colorful)
So we dry our stones of and put them in carrier eggs and take the short walk from the commons to one of the abandoned shacks. "Should we do it one at a time or all at once?" Frederick asks, "I'm scared, let's do it all at once."
So we all took our stones and cupped our hands and just concentrated on the stone for a couple minutes. Then, when we felt ready, we tossed it into the air and the stones started floating and glowing more than normal. So far so good. Then all of us in scattered order shouted, "Ashan zaoho fashi." The words translate to "come forth and serve," they come from an extremely old language, a language so old that only those three words are still known.
The stones started to glow extremely bright and started to grow and take form. I couldn't believe it, they still worked, or so I thought. The stones always either summoned some sort of creature or adult hero with a few exemptions. But after they had finished summoning, what stood before us was something we had not excepted.
We thought what would be standing in front of us would be a fish like creature named Fizz, a scarecrow named fiddlesticks, a huge bear named Volibear, a burning dude named Brand, and a huge guy wearing a pelt. Instead what we got where a bunch of teenage kids around our age wearing tattered shirts and pants, completely covered in dust and blood, and all carrying a bronze sword except for one who carried a sword made a dark material, and one who didn't carry a weapon.
And they all immediately collapsed.
All we could do, was hope they weren't dead.
I'm sorry there isn't really any Percy Jackson in the first chapter, though he will be in the next chapter. Sorry this one is so short, I will be updating soon.
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