Hey Guys! Thanks for all the support! Sorry for the EXTREMELY slow updates, school has been a real downer on this. Anyways, this is my first fanfiction, and half the credit goes to my editor, Scott, who is another How To Train Your Dragon nut xD Enjoy!
Annabeth looked dumbly at the group of teens in front of her, her mouth gaping. "I've been through a lot of crazy things, but time travel? No, this can not be happening," she thought.
Pulling Chiron over to the side, she hissed in his ear,
"Chiron, what the hell do you mean 'They're from the past'?"
"I mean exactly what I say, Annabeth. These teens are Vikings, brought here from the forgotten annals of history."
Annabeth opened her mouth to inquire more about the peculiar event but was cut short when the girl named Ruffnut collapsed to the ground with a cry Her brother instantly gathered her up in his arms and spoke for the first time.
"We need to get her to a healer." His voice was deep with a soft edge to it, and his sea blue eyes were hard but full of despair.
"Now!"
Annabeth beckoned to Tuffnut and shouted,
"This way!"
The group followed Annabeth, leaving Percy and Chiron by themselves.
"So, if they're from the past, how did they get here?" asked Percy as they started to
walk towards the camp.
"Eris," said Chiron flatly.
"Eris? What does Eris want with Vikings?"
"It's not what she wants, it's what she doesn't want them to do."
"Which is…"
"I haven't the slightest clue."
The two slowly made their way to the house, and walked up the porch. Distracted in his own thoughts, Percy nearly knocked over a fumbling camp director.
"What in Holy Hera's name is going here? Hell, there are VIKINGS inside this house. What on earth is going on?"
"Sorry Mr. D, bu-" stammered Percy ,but Chiron stopped him.
"Dionysus, save your grumbling for later. Right now we have a Viking to tend to."
Reluctantly stepping aside, the chubby man ran his hand over his bald head. Stepping inside of the house, Percy and Chiron followed the sound of panicked voices into one of the rooms. Inside, Ruffnut was sprawled out across a bed, her hands tightly clasped by her brother. Annabeth was slowly pouring water into Ruffnut's open mouth. Chiron wheeled farther into the room.
"Ruffnut will be fine, all she needs now is some rest. I think it would be best to let her be for now. Come outside and we'll introduce you to Camp Half Blood."
Astrid looked up from Ruffnut, and shot a glance at Hiccup. He nodded his head slowly and she got up from the bed. Gently Touching Tuffnut's shoulder, she gave him a look of sympathy and walked out with the rest of the Vikings. The group closed the door to the scene of Tuffnut sitting there motionless, holding Ruffnut's hand.
As soon as the group was out of the house, Chiron began to lift himself out of his wheelchair. What came out of the wheelchair made the Vikings gasp and step back. Instead of normal human legs, Chiron's lower half was the body of a white horse. The fat blonde named Fishlegs stepped forward and reached out to Chiron.
"What in the Gods' names are you?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with childish interest.
Chiron looked down and smiled.
"I am a centaur. There are many more like me, but they're currently…occupied." Chiron rolled his eyes on the last word.
"Whoa…" gasped Fishlegs, staring in awe.
"Anyways, for the tour of Camp Half Blood, why don't we split up? That way we can get done sooner. Hiccup, you can come with me," said Chiron, moving his horse-half slightly away from Fishlegs.
"I'll go with Annabeth," said Snotlout, checking her out. Fishlegs followed dumbly after him.
"I guess you can go with me," said Percy, turning to Astrid. She stared back at him, uninterested.
"Very well," said Chiron, clapping his hands together. "We'll all meet at the dining hall in time for dinner."
The groups split off in different directions, Annabeth walking towards the training areas with the two boys following close behind her, Chiron and Hiccup going to the docks, and Percy and Astrid heading towards the cabins.