Ground Rising With a Serpent

Disclaimer: I don't own anything here, all rights go to Rick Riordan. I only own the idea.

Summary: The Kane siblings and the Camp Half-Blood demigods (sadly, still sans Percy) were living quite peacefully and getting ready for their respective quests until Gaea and Apophis suddenly decided to ally each other. Now, with their own problems to handle and one bigger threat to put down, they will have to combine forces to put out this raging flame. One question, though: Would they cooperate with each other, or have another war they'd have to stop?

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Hey! Sadie here! It's been a short while since I've used this recorder. For me, it's just a plain old story-teller filled with stories and, of course, hmm… adventures? [Yes, that was stupid. Now, would you just keep quiet?] Recently, something, um… surprising,just happened and shocked me, and I think [Shut it.] it deserves a recording.

So it was kind of a drizzly evening here at Brooklyn House; it's been a year since Apophis was beaten by me and my brother, Carter, and we're living quite peacefully here since that incident. However, some fools from the House of Life still doesn't bother to stop chasing us, from Paris to Brooklyn; they've wanted to kill Carter and me, because we're hosting Horus and Isis, respectively, two of the gods and goddesses of Egyptian mythology. Oh, I forgot. We hosted them, and Uncle Amos is Chief Lector. But there are still some madmen out there waiting to kill us.

Anyway, let's go back to the story. So we were in the Great Room watching TV with Khufu busy watching ESPN with Carter while eating Cheetos. Usually, he'd eat anything that ends with O, [For just one time, can't you have a nice bowl of something better! And stop throwing dates at me!] but for him, Cheetos, as said in previous recordings, is just a plural form of "Cheeto", same with Cherrios, and et cetera. So, as I said, he was busy watching basketball in ESPN with Carter while eating Cheetos until his fingers turned orange. Then he (because of something; I can't remember) jumped on the sofa like a deranged chimpanzee, showing off his Technicolor bum. Some monkey instincts, I thought. While he was jumping, Carter was holding to a pack of Cheetos himself and clinging to the sofa for dear life. Okay, I might be exaggerating, but that's what I saw with my own eyes. I was quietly laughing by that time.

"It's kind of strange to me that he has a sort-of addiction to Cheetos, don't you think that?" I asked Carter. Then, I noticed that my usual British accent was not that recognizable anymore. Gods, a year in the U.S. can change a person, eh?

"No, I don't. I can even say that I have a slight craving over it." He replied with a bit of cheese powder in the side of his mouth. Ha!

"Having a Cheetos-eating contest with the baboon, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not!" Carter replied. His mouth was full of the snack and he apparently was caught by my question. "I'm just busy eating Cheetos until I stuff my mouth with it."

"Both of you are impossible." I groaned. "If any of you need me, I'll be in my room." The two grunted in agreement.

So I was inside my room. It was really nice, you know. A kitchenette, a bathroom that knows you, [I'm not kidding. Don't laugh.] And the TV, stereo system, and computer were so high-tech! Much like Carter's [Why should I be jealous? I've got a room of my own! And please, shut up! Sheesh. Brothers.] I was in my kitchenette, making a grilled cheese sandwich for moi. Oh, how I miss the way Bast makes them. They're pretty much the same ingredients, but there's something about her sandwiches that makes it, um… uniquely tasty. Suddenly, I heard a loud, cracking noise from outside. Streaks of lightning lightened up the night sky. The lights unexpectedly flickered on and off for the next two seconds. I looked at the window and what I saw was my window being attacked by blizzard-like rain. Whoa. That's a rainstorm, I thought. Now, after I was done making it, I slumped on my bed and watched TV while eating the sandwich I made. Ah, there's nothing greater to do in a rainy evening than to slump on your bed while watching one of your favourite TV shows and eating a grilled cheese sandwich!

Oh, what would I do today if I was still in London? I thought to myself. Maybe I would still be in my flat, having supper with Gran and Gramps, while watching TV.

But, it's worse than being chased by the House of Life, Isis replied.

Well, yeah. Wait, weren't you supposed to be out of my head?

Well, I just decided to give you a short visit. She laughed briefly, and then turned to a cold mood.

Okay? I was confused.

Then, she instantly disappeared. No sign of a goddess with wings. Well, it might be duty calls time for her. [What part of "shut up" do you not understand, pancake nub? Oh, and besides, that part's still far.] I finished my sandwich and was about to turn off the TV, when I heard something bang my closet. No, not from outside, but from, strangely, inside. I stood up, and went to get the nearest thing I saw. Oh look! A chair! I thought, hilariously excited. I laughed at myself silently. I got it very quickly and went near the closet, ready to beat the pulp out of that "creature" or whatever it was. I opened the closet and I was entirely surprised. A 5'11" linen-covered monster or ghost or whatever-it-was just sprang up from the closet. I took the chair and struck him the back. The guy howled like a dog in pain and collapsed on the floor, while my hands hurt of gripping the chair hard.

"Lady Kane!" the "creature's" muffled voice rang through the sheets.

"Who are you?" I asked anxiously.

"Are you saying you don't know me?" Now, I was confused. No one calls me Lady Kane besides Anubis. Wait a— Oh, no, I thought, worried of who I might've hit. I took off the linen sheets and clothing and… I was totally embarrassed, shocked, and worried. I just whacked Anubis by the back! My gods! I just… just! I simply gasped in shock, and no words came out from me. Slowly, Anubis stood up supporting his pained back.

"What was that for?" Anubis yelled. He then groaned softly trying to walk towards the nearest chair. I simply shrunk down in embarrassment and worry.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know it was you!" I replied, trying to keep myself from having either a nervous breakdown or a yelling fit.

"Well, next time, please, Lady Kane, try to ask who it is before you hit him or her! Or it."

"Why! For all the parts of this house you can enter, why did you choose the bloody closet?" Okay. I did go to a yelling fit. I was surprised or angry or concerned, or all of the above. If he didn't land in the closet, then I wouldn't have hit him with a chair on the back! I was worried. Well, of course, I was concerned! Okay. I was done worrying and busy being curious-slash-amazed. He wasn't supporting his back anymore, so I thought at the time, the pain in him subsided.

"I had exactly no idea; I was supposed to land in the kitchenette there." Who knew he's sometimes not that good in portals? [Ha-ha.] He continued, "Besides, I came here for you."

"What? You came… for me?" That came out from nowhere. I was in a loss for words.

"Well, yes."

"Oh. So, are we going somewhere?"

"Yes."

"Where?"

"You'll see," he replied with a sly grin. He opened a portal by the floor; if I wasn't under these circumstances by then, I'd think I'll fall onto the Great Room. But I didn't. We were in the same cemetery south of Canary Wharf station where we- er… kissed. I don't regularly admit this, but my cheeks flush hot red whenever I remember that. Well, memories. They come, they go. They make you blush and go crazy; they also leave you fuming and angry. That's what I experienced when we kissed. Wait. Oi, don't get any other ideas.

"Why are we here?" I asked him, surprised.

"I had to tell you something."

"Now, what is it? You can just shoot it to me." Anubis sighed.

"Okay?" he cleared his throat, "It's in good/bad news format."

"Okay."

"Good news: Everything's wonderfully fine. The House of Life finally stopped chasing you two, and, um… "

"I know. Now, with Uncle Amos as Chief Lector, he has enough power to stop those stupid imbeciles from chasing us."

"Yeah," Anubis nodded slowly. "Bad news, however… Apophis is escaping."

Had I been drinking, I would've spit-took Anubis.

"What!" I shouted, quite enough to attract some bystanders.

"Shh!" Anubis silenced me, while putting a finger on his mouth.

"What?" I repeated, but it was more of a whisper.

"Yes."

"But how?" I then asked.

"He found a flaw." Anubis said with a grim expression on his face.

"Does this have something to do with Bast?"

"No," Anubis replied "It has something to do with another pantheon of gods."

"Pantheon? What's-"

"A pantheon is a group of gods."

"Oh." I tried to sit down on the ground, but I noticed I was no longer in the cemetery. I was in the Duat.

"What pantheon?"

Anubis raised an eyebrow "Surely, you do know, don't you?"

"Nope," I replied, making a pop sound on the last part.

"Do you know about the Greek gods?"

"You mean those gods we had to learn during stupid History class? Those gods? Zeus, Hera, Poseidon-"

"Yes."

Oh. How's that a flaw in Apophis's prison?" I asked, ready for mental jotting

"Apparently, Gaea, or Mother Earth, as the Greeks call it, is rising. She is the mother of Greek chaos. However, she was defeated by three demigods - before you ask, demigods are people who are half-mortal, half-god – anyways, Gaea is rising again, and she needs to be reinforced with something more foreign… Someone, the Greek gods themselves can't defeat."

"Shoot." This Gaea person has a wicked mind.

"Which means, in other hands, Apophis has everything in Gaea's checklist."

"Which are?"

"1) Apophis is a foreign -foreign, by the term that the serpent comes from Egypt- element of chaos. 2) They both have that same desire for destruction, chaos, and 3) That serpent can deceive anyone, even the gods."

"Double shoot." The more I heard about Gaea, the more I'm feeling grateful for those three demigods or whatever you call them. Well, we had a lot more to do.

"Um… where are the Greek gods?" Anubis then sighed.

"I thought you'd know."

-~Flashback~- (A/N: An excerpt from the book but from a different P.O.V. and different content)

Amos knit his eyebrows as he looked at the Empire State Building. "Manhattan has other problems. Other gods. It's best we stay separate.

Other gods? Wha? "Other what?"

"Nothing."

-~End Flashback~-

"Oy. You mean they were in Manhattan all along?"

"Mm-hm." Anubis nodded. "600th floor of the Empire State Building."

I snickered. Then, I couldn't take it. I laughed hard. These were too nonsensical to believe.

"What's so funny?"

I kept laughing. "Do you think I'd believe you?"

"Why? Are you that skeptical to believe even the simplest fact?" he then retorted. I stopped laughing, and put on a straight face.

"Oh, so are you implying I'm stupid enough to believe this… this 'fact'?" I countered, putting on air quotes on the last part. It didn't make him any more cheery.

"Fine, be that way." Anubis then started to turn to mist. "Be ready for a big visit. Good luck putting all these in." He then gave me a mental message.

Are you that stupidly skeptical? I'm giving you important news about the two main players in this game of chaos that would serve as the cause of lots of damage to all of us, yet you dismiss it like the laughingstock of the day? He then completely disappeared. I silently cursed myself for acting that… that stupid. I then slowly turned to mist and got back to my room.

Now, I was serious.

I got out the room and quickly darted down the stairs.

"Carter!"

"What?"

"I have news. And it ain't that good."

Now, all I was left to wonder was… what was that visit Anubis was talking about?

A/N: Please R&R this, pretty please... I will update soon if you do. :D

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