AN: So, it's shorter than I usually write, but next chapter will be longer since things begin to get interesting next chapter.

I want to thank everyone who reviewed, though I was a little disappointed with the lack of reviews. I'd love to hear what everyone thinks. As for other updates, I am finishing up a chapter for The Queen soon.

Now for a timeline of sorts. The story starts just after the Battle of The Labyrinth as far as PJO goes. A few months before the Red Pyramid in concern to The Kane Chronicles, and just before Duelist Kingdom for Yu-Gi-Oh.

Hopefully you'll all like where I go with the story as it progresses. I have big plans for this multi-crossover.

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Watery Shadows.

Chapter 2: Muffin Speaks.

London, England;

November 2008:

Percy was beginning to relax over the three months she'd spent living with her grandparents and cousin.

She even began to get used to the differing climate of London. She'd always preferred hotter climates, such as Egypt, and she also enjoyed Japan because of this fact – though Japan was by no means as hot as Egypt. Manhattan also had a rather expectant climate, so she also enjoyed it there, but London had such a differing climate from those areas.

It had been six years since she'd last been to London, and that had been around the time of her Aunt Ruby's funeral. That had been a horrible time for everyone in her family. Unlike Sadie, and possibly Carter, Persephone knew the real reason her aunt had died. It was kind of hard not to when she'd been learning about her family's magic since she was young.

Her mother had tried keeping it from her, but it was obvious after her mother had divorced her step-father – Smelly Gabe – that it wasn't working. It wasn't worth the risk. So Sally had begun her training, not only in her demigod powers, but in the arts of a Magician. She knew at least Sadie didn't know anything about the secrets of the Faust and Kane families.

If her Uncle had told Carter was another thing all together. She didn't see Carter much, actually Percy was pretty sure the last time had been at his mother's funeral. Carter and her Uncle tended to travel a lot, more so than even Percy and Sally over the years.

Percy finished pulling her long hair into a tight braid, threads of silver and gold woven through it. She had never been a true girly-girl, but she also couldn't be called a tomboy. For a long time she'd worn a simple circlet with a green jewel. A darker jade than her eyes. It had been given to her not long after she and her mother had moved to Egypt, and was said to be thousands of years old.

She had on a pair of purple leather leggings, a jean mini-skirt, a dark gray scoop-neck t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. On her feet she'd laced up knee-high combat boots. Around her neck was a silver choker that had two charms, an Eye of Horus and Ankh.

The only other jewelry she wore was an ear cuff with anchor drop earring in her left ear, and two cat studs in her right ear lob (she had her ears pierced multiple times). Around her wrists were gold cuff bracelets with chains dangling down, one of which had a trident charm attached. It was the charm on each bracelet that disguised her first weapons, made with help from her father by her mother. Two celestial bronze sais.

She also owned a dagger which was a mold of mortal steel and celestial bronze – though it had been made through the help of magicians, and did not have the same tragic story that she was sure Luke's sword did. Other than that her main weapon was Anaklusmos – Riptide – which she kept safely in the pocket of her skirt.

Exiting the bathroom she walked to the bedroom she'd been given next to Sadie's and entered. Dropping her toiletry bag on the vanity chair, she headed for her bed. To her surprise a gold and black cat, with yellow eyes, and pointy ears sat there on one of her pillows.

A collar with a pendant depicting the goddess Bast hanging from it. It was her cousin's cat and probably one of the most content, yet protective, cats she'd ever seen. She didn't ever seem to age, the last time she'd seen Muffin Percy was sure she'd been the same as she was now. Like she'd not aged a day.

"Muffin, how did you get in here?" she asked.

'Muffin' raised her head, and gave her a look that clearly did not belong on a cat.

"Seriously my dear, I believe we both know my name is not Muffin."

Persephone blinked, staring with wide eyes at the leopard printed cat. Finally she found her voice and said, "You can talk."

"Quite well," Muffin stated. "And you are an enigma among magicians. A child of Greece and Egypt. While that isn't unheard of, it is when one of said parents is a Greek god."

"You know who my father is?" Percy asked, running through the few Egyptian gods Muffin could be hosting.

Only two came to mind, Sekhmet – whom her mother had named her in honor of, her middle name being Sekhmet – and Bast. It made more sense that this would be Bast. Most images depicted Bast as looking a lot like Muffin to simply be a coincidence.

If cats could smile or smirk that's what she'd be doing.

"I know more about you than you know of yourself, Persephone Sekhmet Faust-Jackson."

"It's just Jackson," Persephone said. "Only legal papers and my birth certificate have the name Faust included."

Though she appeared calm, Percy couldn't help but wonder what Muffin meant. She liked to believe she knew herself pretty well.

"I am Bast, goddess of cats, women, children and protection," Muffin said.

Percy nodded, and said, "I had realized. I always thought you were too smart to be a normal cat, but why have you revealed yourself to me now?"

Bast inspected the raven haired girls face, her mind flashing back to another, not much older girl dressed in white linen straight from Ancient Egypt. Over three thousand years, and the Nameless Pharaoh's wife had finally been reborn as it was told.

Egypt in Ancient times had many secrets, and some of them centered around Persephone and her first life three thousand years ago. Not to mention that Duel Monsters game which was all too similar to the Shadow Games of old.

It hadn't taken Bast long to recognize her for who she was, Bast had protected many Pharaoh's and their families in her thousands of years. She hadn't changed a bit, she even had the same father, even if Poseidon was unaware of Persephone's first incarnation. It was apparent she hadn't begun receiving her memories back yet.

Given time she would.

"As I said, you're an enigma. I also feel as if something is coming, and if the time should arise I wanted you to know so you may protect yourself and Sadie," Bast told her, and Percy nodded in understanding.

"You can count on me, Lady Bast."

Before Bast could say anything more, a soft knocking interrupted them and the door opened a second later.

"Hey Sephie, are you ready?" Sadie asked, and then blinked upon noticing 'Muffin' on the bed. "Oh, that's were you got off to, Muffin."

Muffin meowed, and jumped from the bed and into Sadie's arms. Percy grabbed her messenger bag and slung it across her body. Inside were all her books, and even her Duel Monster cards.

"Sorry about the wait, but I'm ready to go. We should hurry, if we don't want to be late," Percy said.

The two girls left the house, Sadie allowing Muffin to run off before they left.

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AN: You know, I can't remember if Bast can speak through Muffin or not, but I'm pretty sure she could... either way she can in this story.