Okay, so this is going to be hella AU and all characters used are going to be OOC as fuck, minus the OCs and a few canon characters.
Also, if you ship Percabeth, Caleo, Jeyna, Solangelo, or any other canon ship, you might as well click the back button and forget you ever saw this story bc it's gonna shit all over those ships.
What I mean is they're not gonna be canon in this fic, and most of these ships are gonna seem like crack ships (but they're not); keep in mind that this is very AU and nothing from the actual series (PJO or otherwise) will carry into this fic.
That being said, enjoy :)
Chiron, Head of B.A.D.A.S.S. (Bodyguards, Attack, Defense And other Special Services) Corp., sighed as he stared down at the files.
Each profile made his mental gears turn as he selected the best people suited for this rather special mission.
All the girls in the file had their own specifications when it came to personality and Chiron considered himself a good judgment of character, so he ended up selecting seven of his finest operatives.
Of course, this was considering that Chiron assumed that all the information and profiling was accurate and up to date. Ignoring his inner doubts, he picked up the first file.
"Zoe Nightshade... age: 18; Personality: caring, responsible (she needs more fun was written after that in elegant script), sometimes sarcastic and fiercely protective over those she cares about. She needs... hm." He paused, thinking it over.
"She needs someone just fierce when it comes to protection, then. Someone just as caring. Ah... I know who to entrust her safety to." He scribbled his best pupil's name in the appropriate box. "Assigned bodyguard: Perseus Jackson."
"Annabeth Chase," he murmured as he glanced at her file. "Age: 17; Personality: Smart, very patient, overly cautious and friendly... So, she needs someone friendly but more of a risk taker. Very well; assigned bodyguard: Ethan Nakamura." He scribbled the hyper computer master into the "Bodyguard" box before continuing onto the next file.
"Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano. Age: 16; Personality: fun loving, likes to tease, daring and likes hugs." Chiron stopped to scratch his chin, slipping into deep thought.
"She needs someone to have fun with, someone just as hyper. Travis would be the perfect candidate." He wrote the first half of the Stoll Twins' name in the box below Reyna's name.
"Calypso Montaigne." As he read her file, he already knew who to assign her to.
"Age: 17; Personality: quiet, shy, polite, hates the spotlight. Her bodyguard should be just as polite and quiet but not closed off. Should also know how to let loose occasionally... Assigned bodyguard: Nico DeAngelo."
"Hylla Avila Ramirez-Arellano, age: 18; Personality: very serious and studious. Calm and no nonsense." Humming a lively tune, Chiron contemplated who to assign her to. "Michael Yew would be the most sensible match."
"Bianca Di Angelo. Age: 17; Personality: shy, sweet, caring, like animals and dancing. Her bodyguard should have similar hobbies. Assigned bodyguard: Leo Valdez." He smiled as he thought of the lively joker.
Him and the twins in the same room always ends in good memories... and broken furniture. His smile turned into in an exasperated sigh when he thought of the last New Year's party the trio held at the base.
"Drew Takahashi. Age: 16; Personality: funny, sarcastic, sassy, and likes to prank her friends. Huh, that sounds much like Travis's brother. I shall entrust her to Connor Stoll." He muttered to himself, as he closed the file and began to call his client.
"Ah yes, Ms. Hera. I'd like to inform you that I have made the necessary arrangements for your request."
He paused, listening to her delighted response. "Do not worry for housing, finances or other commodities for our forces. We can handle such matters."
He smiled and let her speak once more. "Yes. They will be arriving before school starts, they are on holiday as of late."
Brief pause again. "Thank you kindly, Miss Hera. Have a wonderful day."
He hung up the phone and stored the file in his desk drawer before heading out of his office and turning the lights off.
o0o
A phone rang obnoxiously throughout the house.
Nothing could be heard except the sound before the source of the infernal disturbance was thrown to the wall in anger.
Perseus Jackson (or, as most people call him, Percy) groaned in complaint when the phone didn't stop ringing.
He sighed before getting up and answering the phone.
"I don't care who you are and what you want; I want you to know that I'm hanging up and tracing this phone call after I get some more sleep. I will find you and tear your tongue out and hang you with your own intestines. Good day."
He was about to hang up when he heard his mentor's voice.
"Perseus, you know I wouldn't call this early if I didn't have something important to talk to you about."
He sounded very amused and wholly unaffected by Percy's threats.
"If it's important enough to call at this godsforsaken hour, then lay it on me." Chiron rolled his eyes. The boy acted as if it were 5:30 in the morning; it was already 10:37!
"Your holiday may be ending a bit sooner than anticipated. You have a new mission, starting at the beginning of the new school year." Percy groaned again.
"School? I'm 19, I already survived that hellspawn... What reason is school involved for?" He was confused and not so enthusiastic about another round with public education.
Chiron chuckled, able to see in his mind's eye his most valuable pupil's expression without effort.
"Because you are going to be leading a team in protecting a group of girls with powerful families and targets drawn on their backs." Chiron tried to maintain a light tone as he informed the slightly surprised boy. "Besides, it's private school. Shouldn't be too hard for you and your team, hm?"
"Protecting a bunch of teenage and hormonal girls? Sir, do you really think we are best suited for the job?"
"Yes. You are old enough to be in their grades; well, you're a year older than most of the girls. But I know Leo can fix that. You are to be moved in as soon as possible."
Percy nodded. "Okay, sir. I'll inform the others. We'll be ready to move at your clearance."
"The house is already furnished and ready to be occupied. Call up Michael, Ethan, Nico, Leo, Travis, and Connor."
"Already on it. We'll check back in once we're assembled."
"Don't forget to report back every few days and investigate anything suspicious. And if the girls question it, you have a backstory and if you're caught off guard, do not lose your cool. Prolong them finding out if possible. If they're unaware they're less likely to be in danger. Oh, and one more thing: you guys will need to use your own means of transport."
"Affirmative." Percy hung up, and begun packing his clothes and weapons. He called Nico and Leo, putting the call on speaker so he can multitask.
"Sup?" Leo's accent was slightly noticeable, his cheerful attitude contagious to Percy (Nico was somewhat of Leo's counter).
"Something up?" Nico asked, sounding as if he just woke up.
Glad to see nothing is new with these two, Parker chuckled internally.
"Chiron has a new mission for us. We're gonna be bodyguards. Undercover bodyguards." Nico sighed unenthusiastically.
"Really? Who's bodyguards?" He asked. Percy grinned at his tone, before replying to the usually silent boy.
"These girls whose family made some not so nice friends. We won't be given transportation so we'll need our own. Right now, my GAF Factor is low, so until we get the files and we arrive at the house, I don't particularly care about this mission."
Leo and Nico laughed at their leader's tone.
"Of course you don't, Percy. Your GAF Factor is almost always as low as Nicky-boy here." More laughter, before Nico growled in annoyance.
"If you ever call me that again I will not hesitate to trace your location and gut you. Then I'll string you up like Christmas lights using your spinal cord."
"Whatever you say, Nicky, whatever you say."
Percy had to sit down to keep from falling on his ass from laughter. "You two are like brothers; always fighting, I swear."
"Say that again and you'll end up FUBAR!" They shouted at him in unison.
Percy's phone rings, indicating that he has another incoming call.
"Hold on, guys." He pressed a button on his phone and answered the call.
"Wassup?"
"It's Travis. Have you heard anything from Michael or Ethan?"
"Not yet. But since we're talking, Chiron has a new mission for us. Let him, and your brother know, if I haven't gotten to any of them yet. We're playing bodyguard to this group of girls whose families were stupid enough to make some enemies and endanger their children. We're in charge of keeping them safe for a while."
"Got it. I'll pass it on and get packed?" The mischievous blond on the other end asked the last bit in confirmation.
"Yep. Just some clothes and weapons. Chiron said he had everything else ready."
"Alright, cool. See ya later, Boss." He glared halfheartedly at the phone as Travis hung up.
Again, with that stupid nickname.
Travis and Connor loved to call him 'Boss' because when he was appointed their leader, he made it clear that he hated formalities.
In retaliation, he'd retort by calling them Sprinkles and Jellohead (long story).
Percy switched back to the call with Leo and Nico, putting them on speaker once more.
"'Kay, I'm back. You two done packing? I got a few more mags and scopes then I'll be ready."
"I don't have much to pack to begin with. I'm ready to move out when everyone else is." Nico, like always, replied immediately.
Leo's end was silent for a few more beats before they heard any sign of him.
"Alrighty then. Now I'm done. Got my tools, suitcase and trusty weapons. Ready to roll, amigos."
"Stay frosty, and Leo, before you make any more bad jokes, know that I will gut you when we get to the house." You could almost hear him gulp in fear.
"Got it boss. No bad jokes till we get to the house." In a snap, he was back to his cheeky self.
The oldest among them sighed good-naturedly. "I'm hoping Chiron lets you off the mission and replaces you with someone else." Nico laughed as Leo protested, exclaiming about how such a remark hurt his feelings.
"See you two at the house."
Hanging up and he then dialed Michael. When he picked up the phone, Percy told him about the new mission.
"Oh yeah, Ethan told me about it. I've already packed my clothes, but Ethan didn't say anything about weapons. Will they be needed?"
"Just a few, in case the house doesn't have what we're used to."
"Got it."
"Tell your Ethan I said stay frosty and that he'll need his car keys. We won't be provided transportation, so we'll need our own."
"That's fine with me. I'd rather use my own car anyway."
Michael hung up, leaving Percy to grab his stuff and car keys. Throwing his suitcase in the trunk, he started his matte dark blue Audi R8 and drove to base.
At the front desk, the lady at the desk handed him the file, along with seven identical, unmarked manila envelopes.
By the time Percy got to the parking lot and finished reviewing his file, six other cars were parked near and around his own.
Putting in his Bluetooth earpiece and connecting to the private communications line Leo had made to use during missions, Percy revved his engine and spoke to his team, going from casual to professional in .2 seconds.
"Alright, follow me to the house and we can unpack and explore. Gotta get familiar with our surroundings before we debrief." At the mention of exploring, he got a chorus of affirmative replies.
They drove in a single file line, making a few left turns, a single right turn, and one U-turn thanks to Leo before ending up in the richer side of town.
All around were big, no, gigantic houses with sprawling back/front yards, and what must fit at least ten rooms on each of the two or three floors.
This mission has got some nice perks, Percy said to himself.
"Woahhhhh..." You could just hear the drool coming out of Leo's mouth.
Travis whistled appreciatively. "I could get used to living like this for a while."
"Ha, Jason and Frank are gonna be so jealous of us once they find out," Ethan snickered.
"Shit, I'd be, too. But they get gloating rights for not having to go to school, like we do," Percy pointed out.
"Aw, what?"
"School?!"
"You've GOT to be kidding me, Sparks."
"Enough with that horrible nicknames, Leo." Percy rolled his eyes. "And yep. We got school. Suck thumb, guys. We gotta act normal, hence the term undercover. We only blow cover if necessary."
Groans of agony and reluctance were the only responses he got.
We pulled up to the house; the house across the street just as grand and expensive looking. I assumed that it belonged to the girls we were assigned to protect.
o0o
Drew Takahashi POV
No one seems to realize that I have a very acute awareness when I sense a cute boy anywhere in the vicinity. Why else would I wake up earlier than normal and get the urge to look out the window?
Imagine my surprise when I see not one cute boy but seven cute boys.
That's right, seven.
I was astounded, because never has there been more than two cute boys here before at the same time.
They were out in the front yard, washing their cars (each were drool worthy and in good condition).
I'm not even going to question why they're out of the bed and doing labor before the sun is fully up, because gods have mercy on me, they're all so gorgeous.
The one with the midnight blue car pushed his jet black hair out of his dark blue eyes, before tossing the bottle of cleaning solution to the boy next to him, spraying the windows of the matte black car and making them spotless.
The Latino boy called to one of the twin blonds, the one nearest to him tossing him a rag, which he used to shine the wheels of his sunset orange car.
The other twin grabbed the hose and rinsed his black and yellow car, before aiming the hose at his twin and his matching black and yellow car.
The boy with the blood red car rolled his eyes while smiling.
He said something to the one with the white car and they cracked up.
Suddenly the first boy got a call and groaned. He got the others attention and the others groaned as well.
How can groaning be so attractive? I sighed dreamily. This is the best thing for a girl to wake up to.
They went inside and I went downstairs to make some coffee. As a pot brewed, Reyna came in through the door, probably back from her morning run.
"We have new neighbors." She had a curious expression on her face as she got a mug out of the cabinet above the counter next to the stove.
"Stalking already?" I teased. She smirked and shook her head.
"Not yet. I only saw their cars; oh, god their cars were beautiful. And there were seven of them!" I poured myself a cup and handed her the pot as I reply.
"If you think their cars are sexy, wait till you see them person." I stirred in milk and sugar before sipping my liquid heaven in smug satisfaction as she chokes and spit the hot drink into the sink.
"You've seen them?! In the flesh?"
"Acute awareness, remember? I woke up early as hell and looked out my window." I tapped my temple and gave her a "This is why you should take me seriously" look.
"Oh, yeah. Your acute awareness thing," she snorted. "Just tell me what they look like. Or were you joking when you said that?" She crossed her arms over her chest, giving me a look.
"What did she say?" Zoe, one of the oldest girls here, yawned as she entered the kitchen.
"Nothing too interesting. But we did get some hot new neighbors." The sleepy older girl poured herself a cup and started brewing another pot.
"Did we? How lovely. Now me and Hylla can make fun of you girls while you drool all over them." She shook her head as she sipped her coffee, already feeling it's effects.
"Zoe, you and my sister are only a year and a half older than the rest of us. Don't act like you're already 30 and married," Reyna deadpanned.
We all laughed at that imagery, especially at the married part.
Zoe had a habit of putting her responsibilities before any romance related thoughts; I'm pretty sure the last time she had a date was... Never.
After the three of us finished off two pots of coffee, Hylla, Calypso, Annabeth and Bianca came downstairs and had their own cups of coffee while gossiping about the boys next door.
"From what I saw, they were carved by the gods. Like, even the shortest of them had some meat on him! Wherever they lived before must've beefed them up." I told them, Reyna and Calypso listening intently.
"I doubt they were that attractive, Drew. Are you sure that's not your boy crazy side talking?" Hylla snorted derisively.
"How about we go see for ourselves, hm?" Reyna declared, already heading to the door.
I was right on her heels, wanting a second glance at the next door hotties. No way in hell am I missing this.
"Wait! Reyna, Drew, where are you going!?" Bianca shouted after us.
"To introduce myself!" She shouted back, slipping on some flats.
o0o
Nico DeAngelo POV
Since I couldn't sleep after waking up at 3 am, I decided to go through and clean my personal arsenal of weaponry to pass time.
Halfway through cleaning one of my glocks, the doorbell rang.
Swearing under my breath, I quickly put my glock back together and gathered as many weapons as I could into my hands before rushing back upstairs to my room and dumping them on my bed.
The rest I hid under the couch to put away later.
The doorbell rang again and I shouted for them to hold on a second. Whoever they were, patience was obviously not one of their virtues.
I jogged over to the door and opened it, finding myself looking at a group of girls. Pretty girls. Seven, to be exact.
What are they doing on our doorstep? Aw shit, this was always Percy's strong suit...
They, however, seemed to be more focused on my-
Oh, fuck, I forgot a shirt.
I coughed, somewhat embarrassed. That caused them to look up at me again, just as embarrassed, it seemed.
"Did... you girls need something?" I asked slowly. The sleep I missed out on decided to suddenly take its toll; my voice became deeper and huskier (much to my embarrassment).
What perfectly inconvenient timing, I said to myself.
"Yeah we just wanted to introduce ourselves since you guys are new and probably don't know anyone," said the blonde (Ethan's assignment, right?).
Her blue-grey eyes seemed both welcoming and wary, a rather odd combination.
"Well thanks. I'm Nico. You are...?" I knew exactly who they were but I had to keep up the appearance of "clueless new kid on the block," or I'd blow our cover.
"I'm Annaliese," the blonde smiled. I almost told her I already knew that before biting my tongue sharply.
Get it together, Nico, Percy's stern voice reminds me.
"Zoe Nightshade, nice to meet you, Nico," said one of the taller ones, with her hair in a long braid down her back.
Speaking of Percy, there's his assignment. Poor guy... I bet he's gonna be whipped in three months, tops. I almost smirked, but stopped myself just in time.
"I'm Reyna and this is my sister Hylla. Don't mind her, she can be a stick in the mud." She was brunette like her sister, who glared at her then smiled at me.
Travis' and Michael's assignments. Gotta admit... Chiron sure knows what he's doing.
"My name is Calypso!" Her auburn colored hair was loose and almost shimmered in the morning sun, much like her smile.
I'm supposed to protect her. Damn, those pictures did not do these girls justice, I think to myself.
"Hi! I'm Bianca Di Angelo, pleasure to meet you!" She had the same olive skin as I did, only mine was paler in comparison.
It suits her dark hair, I mused. Leo's going to lay it on thick with this one... and he's gonna get slapped.
"And I'm Drew. Save the best for last, amiright?" She laughed cockily.
Yep, she is definitely gonna get along with Cody. Oh, shit, I better keep an eye on those two.
The peaceful conversation was interrupted by a loud crash near the stairs. Seconds later a groan sounded, and a string of swear words soon after.
"NICO ALESSANDRO DEANGELO, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU LEAVE YOUR SHIT ON THE STAIRS ONE MORE TIME I WILL GUT YOU AND USE YOUR INSIDES AS HOME DECOR!" I winced, and scratched my head sheepishly.
Shit, I must've dropped a gun or something...
The girls, however, looked downright terrified, huddling closer to each other and behind me for cover.
o0o
Zoe Nightshade POV
I did not expect to hear the roar of Satan this early in the morning.
The power and ferocity behind that voice was astounding... It had me shivering in fear.
Nico, on the other hand, only scratched his head sheepishly. He turned to us and gave an apologetic smile.
"Don't worry, he's harmless."
HARMLESS?! HE JUST TOLD YOU HE'D GUT YOU AND USE YOUR INSIDES AS DECORATION! THAT'S NOT HARMLESS! I shouted in my head.
"He's not much of a morning person, he'll be fine once he has his coffee." I snorted involuntarily (I've been doing that a lot this morning).
"He just threatened your life and you act like you're discussing the weather," I muttered under my breath.
"In the meantime, you guys can co-" Nico looked back for a second before Reyna prodded him.
"We can come in?" She prompted, and he held up a finger to signify that he wanted us to wait.
The seven of us looked at each other curiously.
What was he waiting for? I couldn't figure out what would make him pause like that.
"Hold on, we need to clean up the house. Sorry for the long wait," He scratched his head again sheepishly.
"It's fine," Annabeth assured him.
We all knew what she meant by her reassurance: we'd have a chance to talk and brainstorm what was up with the quiet guy.
"Be right back, it'll only take a minute or two to clean up." He shut the door and not even five seconds after came a yell and the sound of a large commotion.
"What could be going on in there?" Hylla asked, voicing what we all wanted to know. I shrugged, unable to even think of a logical and possible solution to all the noise.
"ДЛЯ ЛЮБВИ БОГА, СЕРЬЕЗНЫЙ ДЛЯ ОДНОГО!" We all looked back at the door as if it was the one who spoke.
"Any guess as to what that was?" Bianca asked the rest of us, and I could only shrug.
"French maybe? Hell, if I know," Hylla commented, crossing her arms.
Always the impatient one, I snickered in my head. There was another crash, and another yell.
"STOLL, VALDEZ, DON'T Y- OH MY GOD WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE CLEANING!" It was followed by silence then-
Crash.
"DAMMIT YOU TWO, QUIT DICKING AROUND!" We waited for the silence. Sure, enough, it went quiet only for another-
Crash.
"HEY, WHO TOUCHED MY- WAIT, NEVER MIND!"
It quieted again instantly and we were all stunned.
What in the Hell was going on in there? I didn't have to wait long for an answer.
The door opened and another guy in his late teens opened the door, saying we'd have to wait a little longer.
He had blond hair, light blue eyes, and a troublemaking grin on his face paired with a wink, which made me grimace in distaste.
I could smell the wannabe alpha male on him from a mile; guys like him didn't impress me at all. In fact, they made me want to break out the poser repellent.
He was about to speak when the same voice from earlier sounded throughout the house.
"CONNOR, YOU LITTLE SHIT WHERE'S THE MAGAZINE I LEFT ON THE BAR?!"
Connor became terrified at the roar from within the house.
We had no clue who it was until the owner of the yell came to the door, grabbing hold of Connor by the back of his white tank top.
My eyes widened and I swear I felt a little disoriented by his mere presence.
He was inhumanly attractive. He was the very definition, in my mind, of eye candy. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't deny his good looks.
Jet black hair hung messily in sea green eyes, and when we made eye contact, it was as if I were suddenly transported to depths of the ocean. He wore a smirk as well, but his was different from Connor's.
While Connor's smirk was a weak projection of Alpha authority and power, his smirk was undeniably a smirk of 100% alpha male.
I blushed a bit when I realized that he caught me staring in awe.
"I would be cordial and extra polite to set a good impression," he admitted, "but I'm not- actually more like, they're not very good at that. We didn't know we'd have company over so the house was a bit... unsightly." He scratched his head apologetically, looking at me for a second before smiling.
"No need to apologize, we're the guests," Calypso assured. "Thank you for letting us in."
"OI, YOU BOYS DONE CLEANING? IT ISN'T GOOD MANNERS TO KEEP LADIES WAITING!" He yelled over his bare shoulder.
That's when I realized.
He was shirtless.
Hope you liked it, and of course, reviews are appreciated!
Yes, this story is really different in terms of the character's personalities, and yes, I ship Perzoe hardcore, and yes, Nico's last name is not his actual last name in canon but I don't want Bianca and Nico to be siblings in this fic, but I love their last names, so I just spelled Nico's differently. And yes, Nico is straight in this story. No ships for him, yet, but he's not gay (as much as I love canon-gay!Nico, it doesn't fit in this story).
Also, I have this same story up on Wattpad, however, the names are different. The reason the names are different is because I originally wrote it as a PJO fanfic, but then decided it should be an original story, so I changed the names. But now that I'm posting it here as a PJO fanfic, I'm keeping everything the same except the names. And if you're concerned about the ages, and personalities, then don't worry. This story is AU and OOC for a reason ;)
And by the way:
*"GAF Factor" means "Give A Fuck Factor"
*"Suck thumb" means "quit complaining"
*"Stay frosty" means "stay alert"
*"FUBAR" means "Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition"
(It's military slang^)
~MrsBennettFrazier