Hello, Shaded Fanatic here! I'm not really new to Fanfic, but I've decided to get a fresh start with a new account. It totally wasn't because I forgot both the username and password...
Anyway, the basis of this story is something like ten years into the PJO universe, so expect there to be past refrences, and some world building. There will be a notes section regarding some unfamiliar terms at the end, so if you have questions, they'll be answered there.
Be warned, the entire story will contain OC focus, with mentions or cameos of cannon PJO characters. Also I've only read up to a little of House of Hades because I'm too broke to buy an actual copy. Everything prior, though I've read. I have not read the Trails of Apollo, but all relationships stated in that book shall be cannon, and any fan ones popular that don't reclect with can on shall also be included. Lore and interactions regaeding the whole Norse and Egyptian though... I don't know.
Anyhow, enjoy!
(Side note, posted this vis cellphone so who knows if the formatting is all right?)
"This is a terrible idea..."
"This is a great idea!"
"You're only saying that because you're literally a child of victory!"
"When I have been wrong?"
"Every time I'm here!"
"G-Guys! The Minotaur i-is not st-stopping!"
"For Victoria!"
"Oh for- RAH!"
"URAAH!"
"Shut up you!"
-Olympians-
Three teens were situated in the back of a speeding truck. Each sported minor injuries; scrapes, light cuts, and bruises is their version of such.
One was a girl, roughly dressed and rough looking in general. It seemed a perpetual glare was fixed on her face, and it contorted into a vile hiss as she poured nectar on her wounds. It would have been more vocal if it wasn't for the knife she held between her teeth.
Next to her was a dark skinned athletic boy. His short cropped hair and happy go lucky smile out of place with the current situation. Even as he held the girl's long hair in his hands to help clear her view, and was currently sporting a black eye, he still had a smile.
The third occupant of the party was a strange looking individual. Strange not as foreboding, but extremely beautiful. Beautiful, but indistinguishable in terms of biological sex. Hair was rough, but a smooth and delicate face. High cheek bones, long lashes, but a long face and hard set features.
They were nursing a leg held straight by a splint, carefully tied with several long strips of their shirt. A large bronze shield rested next to them, as well as a glades strangely enough.
"How's the leg Hikaru?" the boy asked.
"Fine. Just... Why did I tackle the minotaur?" They responded as they leaned back. The girl spit out her knife as she capped her canteen.
"Because I had to make sure that it wasn't going to notice this idiot," she pointed to the for sure male.
"Hey, it worked didn't it?" he responded. A bird pooped on him, fecal matter splattering on his shirt. "Really Ada?"
"It only worked because your sword smacked the roof above us. The stalactite is more of a hero than you Bastion."
"Well, at least we have this as a trophy," Kris replied as they reached inside their back.
"Oh my gods!"
"By Hade's realm, it stinks!"
"Away! Put it away!"
Quickly, all three heroes shoved the minotaur's head back into the backpack. All three breathed in a sigh of relief as the smell completely dispersed.
"Fate textiles. Keeping everything connected and stitched together." Bastion sang the theme song for the bag's producers.
"Oh shut up!" A pause from Ada. "Where the Hades is this trucking going by the way?"
"... Styx..."
-Olympians-
"Uh... Adaline Darby, Daughter of Eris*?"
"Mm."
"Bastion Kaiser, son of Victoria**?"
"Sir!"
"Uh... Hikaru Itou, child of... Hermaphroditus***!?"
"I prefer the term Herma... Less of a mouthful."
The New Roman patrol leader looked at the the three incredulously. His eyes comically wide behind his helmet. Behind him, his subordinates were snickering into their shields to avoid notice. It wasn't sucessful
"Uh... Reason for entering New Byzantine****?" He asked. Ada glared at him.
"To view the nice new foutain," she replied with faux plesantry. "To get some Styx damned medical aid! Hikaru's got a broken leg!"
"I have a broken leg!" Hikaru chimed needlessly with an easy grin.
"R-Right!" The patrol leader quickly saluted on instinct, before he and his patrol turned into the gates of New Olympus. A small side door opened for them, allowing the patrol of ten to enter.
"Jeez, do you jobs better," the girl hissed vehemtly.
"Be nicer to the patrol kids Ada," Hikaru muttered. "Their just doing their job."
"It's frickin stupid," she growled.
"Don't be mad. Turn that frown upside down Ada!" Bastion sang. A long pause as a breeze rolled by.
"Hikaru... Any actions I do are not to be reported on. Rah!" Ada dove towards Bastion, hands intent on tackling then choking him.
"Hey! Ada you have more energy, is this a spar!" He easily maneuvered past her.
"Stupid Gladiator*****!"
"Flighty dart thrower."
"It's a wonder we made it alive so far," Hikaru told the patrol captain when they returned and the large gates opened to let them in.
-Olympians-
"Hello Chiron!" Hikaru waved at the Iris message sent to the Greek Director.
"Good evening Hikaru-san. How goes the quest?" Chiron looked more tired than he's ever been. Then again running Camp Half-Blood in New York, as well as co-directing New Byzantine now gave him... More head aches.
"Oh you know same old same old," they responded with a wide smile as he heard Ada and Bastion argue behind them. "We killed the Minotaur and sent his head to Lady Hecate, as requested. No casualties, though I broke my leg."
"Wonderful, well not the leg," Chiron chuckled. "Should I call Argus or have the pegasus be sent for you and Ada?"
"No thank you. I think we'll visit New Byzantine for a while. Do you want me to pass anything along?"
"Give my regards to the Jackson family, tell them no one has beaten Percy's Chariot record still."
"Hai! Chiron! Over and out!" They did a mock salute before wiping away the Iris message. Chiron smiled as he did the same.
Connection cut, Kris looked behind them to see where their companions had gone... Only to find them gone.
"Oh dear..." They muttered as they saw a growing crowd of New Byzantine occupants begin to encircle what appeared to be a cinematic experience. Pushing their way through, Kris could only sigh as he saw what he expected.
"Go! To! Hades!"
"I do not believe its my time to visit Lord Pluto yet."
Ada and Bastion were in the middle of causing a massive fight. So far the child or Eris was attempting to slash and cut Bastion. The child of Victoria for his part didn't seem all that bothered, and responded with swift jabs, colliding with the blades and sending sparks.
Bastion got close to Ada, and grabbed her. Her arm in his hands, he turned and threw her iver his shoulder. However she steadied herself in the air, knives being thrown with deadly precision at him before she spring boarded off a wall back at Bastion. He jumped back to avoid the knives, before using his cestus to block the downward plunge of a blade at his eyes. Kicking her off, she nicked him on the cheek.
A crowd gathered around them. Families, friends, and the occasional stranger, both Greek and Roman, were outside as they watched the spectacle in front of them.
New Byzantine. The town which signaled the start of a new era. The new Demigod settlement where both Greeks and Romans planned to coexist after the Second Giant War more than ten years ago. It was the greatest project orchestrated by the half bloods. Headed by Annabeth Chase-Jackson and Reyna Ramirez-Arellano, it was roughly the size of Seattle, though its buildings were completely Greo-Roman in nature.
Large marble pillars, large forums and pavilions, and an entire pantheon for the gods. Statues, homes, stores, even a fully functioning Chariot-taxt service was orchestrated in the city.
And currently Bastion and Ada were running the normally busy day with their fight.
Hikaru sighed as they hobbled over to the center. Walking directly in the middle of their next engagement, they just stood there. Eyes closed as the two rushed forward. They heard gasps and shouts of protest for their safety, but they ignored them.
"And... Pivot!" Spinning on their heel, an arm rose up as a spiked armband glowed and became the large bronze shield known as a Greek Hoplon. The large construct easily absorbed the shock of Ada and Bastion's blows, while the spin sent both falling onto their backs.
"Seriously, you two. We're in public," they replied with a flick of their hair.
There was the sound of applause as all three looked up to see that their audience clapping. Many thought this was an impromptu street performance, and not a serious attempt at harming each other.
Hikaru only sighed before giving them both baleful eyes. Ada and Badtion quickly picked themselves up before the sound of marching was heard. "Now look! The guards are here." There then the sound of screeching and wing flapping. "AND THE HARPIES!"
"Run!" Ada hissed.
"Help!" Hikaru shouted gesturing to their broken leg. "Really fam!"
"We got you!" Bastion and Ada ran up to them just as the screeches and marching got closer.
"Get them!"
"Kraw!"
"Ow! Ow! Ow! You are dragging me!"
"Next time don't break your leg!"
"THE MINOTAUR SAT ON ME! I'M TRAUMATIZED FOR LIFE!"
"On the road again~"
"Shut up!"
Notes:
* = Greek Goddess of Discord, not to br confused with Choas which is a whole sepperate entity
** = Roman Goddess of Victory, Greek quivilent of Nike. Doesn't have her own shoe brand.
*** = Greek God/dess of Unions, androgyny, marriage, sexuality, and fertility.
**** = New Byzantine. After the reconciliation between Romans and Greeks, the Greek demigods actually took an idea from the Romans and created their own half-blood city. Though not entirely for Greeks, New Byzantine houses both Greeks and Romans, and acts more like a fully functioning city than a college town. It is located halfway between New York City and San Francisco, neae the city if Kearney Nebraska. Like any city with a code of law, the law is headed by a Roman Gods and Greek harpies, satyrs, and the occasiona cyclops. Has wifi, and its own patron God by the name of Byze!
***** = Instead of the disciplined Roman legion, those who don't make it can try their hand at the Gladiator Arena. Affectionately named the Pitt for its horrendous locker room smell, it is based in the collusuem in New Rome; hosting an array of duels, battle royals, wrestling, fisticuffs, chariot races, and team fights. (The Leading Team being the Dogs of Pluto)
Yeesh, massive word blocks there. Well, those are the notes done. I had fun choosing the particular gods and goddess for the main characters, and read up on a lot of the obscure ones like Hermaphroditus. If I got anything wrong, please tell me via PM.
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