A/N: If you hadn't noticed, I took down my other story that was with all the of Uncle Rick's books. Sorry not sorry. It sucked. This is a crossover, though, with PJO and KC. I recently (writing this note in January, 2017) read the crossover story, and was just like 'it's like Rick Riordan is writing fanfiction about his own stuff.' Anyway, it was really super good, 5 stars.

At the end of The Crown of Ptolemy, they were like 'Others might try hybrid magic,' Annabeth said. So now, I shall write a story based off of it. It'll be good. The problem was that I read the Kane Chronicles nearly five years ago. Last year I read Magnus Chase (when it came out), then The Trials of Apollo (also when it came out) Then I read PJO and I skimmed HoO. But basically, I went and reread the Kane Chronicles, so I'll do good this time.

So, here's the summary:

"Even if we lock the crown of Ptolemy away –'

'Others might try hybrid magic,' Annabeth said.

'And the more it's tried,' Sadie said, 'the more damage could be done to the Duat, and the mortal world, and our sanity."

The Crown of Ptolemy has been stolen from the House of Life. Greeks and Egyptians must team up once again to take down a new foe. The fate of the world is in the balance. It's up to Percy Jackson, Carter Kane, Annabeth Chase, and Sadie Kane to retrieve the crown.

Ta-DAHHH! Okay, so this story is in complete disregard of The Trials of Apollo and the Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard, with the exception of Leo now being alive.

~1/3/2017~

Percy Jackson

1

And Here My Troubles Begin

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Hi everyone, it's me. Yeah, I'm still alive. It's a little in the summer. I'm currently at camp, chilling at dinner at Table 3. I looked across the dining pavilion, watching Annabeth Chase, my girlfriend of about two (nearly three) years, talking and laughing with her cabin mates.

"You know," Jason said, coming up and sitting next to me. "It is extremely creepy and stalker-ish to watch people with that creepy Percy-smile."

"She's my girlfriend, I can creepily watch her all I want." I said.

"That's not how relationships," Nico di Angelo, about fourteen or fifteen year old son of Hades said, walking past my table.

"Come sit with us," Jason said.

"I have to sit at the Apollo table, Doctor's Orders." Nico said.

"Your not even sick!" Jason argued. "Come on, let's Bro it up, Bro."

"Don't worry, Bro, you only need me." I said, patting his back.

"Later weirdos," Nico said, continuing his path to the Apollo Table, Table 8.

Recap time: after the war with Gaea, Nico's boyfriend, Will Solace (head counselor of the Apollo Cabin) forced him to go to the infirmary to relax. Then, when we figured out that when Nico sits alone, zombies come out of the ground, so Will ordered Nico to sit with his cabin so it wouldn't happen.

I turned back to Annabeth's table, watching as she laughed at something someone at her table said. She pushed a loose curl out of her face, turning her head slightly. She caught my eye, looking slightly surprised. Her surprise turned to her look of challenge, her eyes turning hard as she stared back at me.

"You got caught," Jason whispered in my ear.

"Shut up, were having a staring contest," I whispered.

The Athena table isn't too far away from the Poseidon table. The tables are set up in two columns, evens on one side and odds on the other. The Big Three Tables (Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades) were taken out to accommodate for the more cabins that were built. Instead, we all sit at one table, along with Chiron and Mr. D (the god Dionysus) when they join us. Our table isn't necessarily the biggest (that goes to Hermes and Aphrodite) but it is in the front of dining pavilion, where everyone can see us.

It's only three of us that sit there, Jason Grace (son of Jupiter [he's a Roman, but likes spending a lot of his time at Camp Half-Blood cause he's more Greek (plus his girlfriend is here)]), Nico di Angelo (son of Hades from the 1930s, who was kinda trapped as a 10 year old for 70 years), and me, Percy Jackson (son of Poseidon, totally awesome). Sometimes, Hazel and Frank visit from the Roman camp, and Hazel sits with us too.

Annabeth was the first to break our staring contest. She jumped slightly, leaning over and pulling her small flip phone out of her back pocket. She checked the caller ID, then got up, leaving the dining pavilion with worry etched on her face.

"Did you see that?" I asked, looking at Jason. Jason, was currently invested in his rather large cheeseburger.

"See…what?" Jason asked distractedly.

"Forget it," I murmured, picking at my plate of rice. I watched where Annabeth had walked off, waiting for her return. In less then a minute, she came jogging back, stopping in front of my table.

"Hey Annabeth," Jason said, barely acknowledging her.

"Percy, we need to leave." Annabeth stated.

"What? Where? What happened?" I asked, jumping up.

Jason looked up from his burger, his eyes hardening. "How come I don't get to come?"

"Cause you wouldn't understand, it's a…Kane problem." Annabeth said.

See, anyone who wasn't me or Chiron would've heard 'cane.' Last year, Annabeth and I ran into two Egyptian magicians, Carter and Sadie Kane. A bunch of stuff happen, and we agreed that our peoples didn't need to know about the other.

"Jason, I need you to go to Chiron, tell him Annabeth and I left with a Kane issue." I said, moving to stand next to Annabeth.

"Okay." Jason said suspiciously, getting up.

Annabeth and I turned around, racing towards Half-Blood Hill. "So," I asked between breaths. "What happened?"

"Sadie called," Annabeth explained. "Sounded upset. Asked where I was. Said she was close, the. The line went dead."

"So?" I asked.

"Were going to travel to Brady Park, cause that's where she said she was." Annabeth finished. "Help them, get here, all that."

"We should take pegasi," I said, stopping.

I put my thumb and index finger in my mouth, whistling like I was hailing a cab. My trusty pegasi, Blackjack, swooped down in front of us. Yo boss!

Hey Blackjack, we need a ride.

Great, take you to your date, stop for donuts—

No! I have friends in trouble, we're going to a park.

Donuts after?

Maybe.

Climb aboard.

"Only one?" Annabeth asked, crossing her arms.

I climbed onto Blackjack's back, watching Annabeth. "There's room for the both of us." I said, then watched as she slowly climbed on behind me.

Blackjack took off in the air, leading us west towards Brady Park.

A/N: So, if you noticed, this is the same story as Naked Brothers Band Forever's Elements of War. It's basically that story. i used that account to just put this story out there. If you go there, you'll notice that I said that the whole story would be on this account.

Anywho, love you always.

Read and Review!

~Sarah