Wow...I cannot believe how many people really like this. I thought is was going to be lame...but apparently it is not. I read a couple of the other crossovers with The Flash (before I started on this one) and not many were really good. Arrow is okay but it is a little to violent to me. I mean seriously...you have to kill everyone with an arrow? My friend on the other hand loves Arrow so we always seem to get into energetic discussions about The Flash and Arrow. Anyways thank you all for your support. I was wondering...should I have The Flash meet one of the Seven again in later chapters or something? I don't know. Jason perhaps? Anyways shoutouts!
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And a big thank you to RuaTheGreat for proofreading. R&R!
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Barry thought he would never see the kid again. But he did...exactly two weeks after the incident. Barry told Joe about it but Joe was just as confused as Barry was about the kid. So Barry dropped the discussion about the kid; not really talking or mentioning it at all. But Cisco seemed to bring the discussion up over and over again.
"Barry come on...you have to admit what that kid did was cool," Cisco whined.
Barry was in S.T.A.R Labs recovering from a broken arm he received from a robbery a few hours before hand. It was healed completely but it was still a little tender. How could smacking into a wooden desk hurt so much?
"Yeah I know...but it is rather embarrassing," Barry grumbled rubbing his arm.
He still could not get over that he was saved by a kid a head lot shorter than him; and with Cisco constantly bringing up the subject made it harder to forget. Barry turned to the computer and sighed. No crime (not even minor ones) for three hours straight. That was a new record.
"I feel like taking a nap," he yawned.
"You must have been tired after that fight you had with Heatwave three hours ago who managed to escape prison and you yet again," Catlin said resting the back of her hand against Barry's head, "Try to rest for a few hours."
He nodded collapsed in a chair near the crime monitor and fell asleep instantly. Cisco turned to Catlin and asked,
"What do you think about that kid?"
Catlin give him an exasperated look; she was also tired of Cisco's frequent questions about the boy. But she held her annoyance in check; somewhat.
"I'm not sure..." Catlin bit her lip and looked at Barry to make sure he was asleep.
He snored softly in response. He was out cold; at this point even a Metahuman breaking down their front door wouldn't have made him wake up.
"Promise me you won't tell him when he wakes up," Catlin pleaded.
Cisco's eyes widened; Catlin had never asked him to keep a secret before.
"Alright I won't...err...tell him what ever you want to tell me," Cisco said.
Hopefully he would keep his promise. If there was one thing you never wanted to do was make Catlin angry. Cisco found out the hard way when Ronnie supposedly died. And on a number of occasions Barry did so as well.
"Good...because I met that boy's girlfriend not to long ago," Catlin said.
"What!" Cisco shouted.
Barry stirred in his sleep and muttered something. He frowned as if he heard Catlin's statement before his facial features relaxed.
"Cisco! Keep your voice down!" Catlin hissed in a furious whisper.
She glanced at Barry who had fallen asleep again.
"Sorry...but you saw her?" Cisco asked.
"Yeah...exactly how Barry described her. Curly blond hair and with grey eyes. She looked like the kind of person who would hand your ass to you on a battlefield," Catlin said.
She was not joking; that girl looked that intimidating. And she wasn't even trying to look threatening.
"When and where?" Cisco asked sitting down in a chair in front of Catlin.
"At Jitters...um about a week after the incident," she sighed deeply leaning against the table, "She was reading a book there."
"And it was about...?"
"It was about architecture. She was sketching a drawing of the Greek Parthenon; it really does not matter," Catlin said a little testily.
Cisco arched his eyebrow and she glared at him.
"That sounds interesting," said Dr. Wells joining them before they could get into an argument.
Cisco broke off the glaring contest and gave Catlin a 'go on' gesture with his hand.
She nodded, "I asked her about it. She told me she wanted to become an architecture. So I recommended some schools to her."
"Since when are you interested in architecture?" Cisco asked with a smirk.
"I have a cousin that is an architect alright?" Catlin scowled.
"Ok someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning as usual...anyways continue," Cisco said spreading his arms out and smirking at his friend cockily.
He needed to know as much as possible about the girl so they could possibly track the boy down if need be. Catlin punched him in the arm before continuing.
"I left it at that. Her boyfriend wasn't with her so I didn't want to question her. Plus she didn't even know I worked with The Flash so she didn't feel threatened," she said while Cisco rubbed his arm.
The team was quiet after that not knowing what to say. A rumbling noise filled the air. The ground shook slightly.
"What was that?" Cisco asked worriedly, "Please don't tell me the Weather Wizard has constipation again."
Before Catlin could swat him the rumbling noise grew louder and the room shook violently for a second sending papers everywhere. Cisco and Dr. Wells quickly headed for the door frame and Catlin dove under the cortex table table. Barry fell out of his chair and woke with a cry. He hit the ground hard and covered his neck since he was too dazed to do anything else. Then the shaking stopped. All was quiet...
"Earthquake!" Cisco cried walking back into the room.
"A little late don't you think?" Catlin grumbled crawling out from under the table, "Why did you cry that helpful information instead of suggesting Mark Mardon had a stomach ache?"
Papers were flying everywhere but fortunately all the computers were secure and the holding cells for the Metahumans were earthquake reinforced. So barley any damage done. Or least any life threatening ones.
"Are we on top of an earthquake fault?" Barry panted getting to his feet.
He rubbed his elbow which became bruised when he fell out of the chair. At least it would heal within a matter of minutes.
"No...we are many miles from the nearest minor one...this one felt like we were really close to a major one," Dr. Wells answered rubbing his forehead.
The crime computer started beeping. Cisco ran over to it and typed in a few commands. Then he cursed,
"Barry...there are reports of something strange happening in down town area on top of a building. People are reporting water erupting out of pipes and small earthquakes."
Gee...wonder what was causing that? Or could it possibly be a who?
"You think it is that kid?" Barry asked quickly joining Cisco at the computer.
"Could be...please don't get my suit wet this time," Cisco scowled brushing his hair out of his face as it blew forward when his friend has raced over.
"It is my suit alright?!" Barry grumbled walking over to it.
He then sped off before Cisco could protest. Barry headed for the down town area at over 600 miles per hour dogging and leaping over several burst water pipes that had broken; he had a strange feeling it was not from the small quake. Several people were wandering around dazed and he had to stop to yank them out of the way of panicking drivers.
After a few minutes of delay, he came to a stop in front of the condemned building Cisco had told him about. The police had it cornered off and were holding back several curious citizens. Murmurs started up when they spotted Barry.
"Is this it?" he panted ignoring the people.
He grimaced hoping that none of them would be snapping pictures of him.
"Yes..." Cisco answered.
The building looked like it could collapse at any moment.
"Barry hurry. I am seeing on the computer screen a drop in atmospheric pressure. A hurricane is forming," Catlin said.
"Inland?" he asked surprised.
This was unusual news...hurricanes always formed over the ocean before drifting inland.
"Apparently...this has to be another Metahuman," Dr. Wells said, "Go!"
"Get everyone out of here," Barry told a cop while vibrating his voice to disguise it.
The cop nodded looking pleased that he had gotten an order from the 'Scarlet Speedster' and started shouting for everyone to leave the area. Satisfied that one problem was taken care of Barry raced up the side of the building and arrived on the top within a few seconds. He spotted the boy he had seen a few weeks earlier. Only this time...he had a hurricane surrounding him. A real one...
How he knew? Um...how could there be a fake one that threw off water everywhere,created wind that was nearly knocking him on his feet and making his ears pop with constantly changing pressure?
"Guys...it is that kid again, "Barry said.
He watched cautiously -looking for an opening- as the boy kept making water shoot toward a figure standing on the building. The boy seemed to be angry about something.
"Where is she?!" the boy shouted.
The figure chuckled, "Somewhere you'll never find her boy!"
He blasted a stream of fire at the kid from something under his long trench cloak. Barry lunged and managed to shove the kid out of the way. But in doing so he got caught up in one of the three hundred mile per hour wind gusts and slammed into the edge of the building.
"Ow...broke something," he groaned as stars danced before his eyes.
"A rib..." Catlin said annoyed, "You seem to break ribs a lot."
"Thank you for observing that," Barry grumbled with a touch of sarcasm.
Apparently the kid didn't realize he had been rescued from being charbroiled; not doubt because it had only taken a few seconds to do it. The boy got to his feet and the swirling water around him grew stronger. The wind picked up.
"Tell me where she is!" he yelled.
"You'll never find out!" the man sneered.
He blasted another stream of flame at the boy. The hurricane rotating around the kid instantly evaporated. He dropped to one knee and stared at the man panting. Barry noticed a large red burn appear on the boy's left arm. He winced knowing how much pain the kid was probably in.
"Used up your energy huh kid?" the man chuckled.
The boy must have used up most of his energy from controlling all that water; not all of it though, otherwise he would not be awake right now.
"I saw you...take...her. If I wasn't so... preoccupied... you would have not... succeed," the boy panted.
He seemed to be exhausted but his eyes still shot sparks. The boy clutched his burnt arm and hissed in pain. Surprisingly though the burnt mark didn't seem that severe despite the boy being exposed to the flame for several seconds.
"You can't stop me..." the man grinned.
Barry manage to get to his feet and said, "But I can."
The man turned toward him and sneered, "Speedster."
The man's voice seemed familiar...and the nickname to. Barry did not recognize the man's face because the man was wearing a hood that obscured it from view. All he could see was the man's eyes and his mouth. Who was he? Barry glanced at the boy whose face was a mask of surprise and fear. The boy stepped back away from Barry until his back was against the edge of the building. He seemed to be scared about something or most likely he thought The Flash was going to do something to him.
Which made sense considering that Barry was defiantly going to have a talk to the kid about what the hell he was doing.
"To bad this boy will die before you can save him or his girlfriend," the man said drawing Barry's attention off the kid.
The man shot another stream of flame at the kid. Barry's cracked ribs ached to much for him to move so all he could do was watch helplessly as he struggled to get to his feet. The kid drew a sword out of no where- the same sword he had used on the giant dog- and slammed it into the floor of the building making it shake violently; this allowed the fire to pass harmlessly over his head and dissipate several feet behind him. A large crack appeared and snaked its way toward the man making the top of the roof cave in piece by piece. The man sneered again and said,
"Until next time boy!"
He then threw a smoke bomb and disappeared. The boy tittered for a moment and his eyes rolled up in his head. Then he started to fall; backwards. From below Barry heard screams as the citizens and police fled as the building started crumbling. Barry shouted,
"No!"
He shook off the pain and raced down the side of the building and managed to grab the kid before he hit the ground. He slung the boy over his back and raced back and forth using the falling debris as stepping stones to the ground cursing about his rotten luck the whole way down. Glancing back quickly he noticed the boy's forehead was burning up; smoke was literally coming off him in waves. Concerned he picked up speed and came to a stop about ten feet away from the building.
Panting heavily, Barry looked towards the building as it collapsed. Oh well...it was condemned anyways so at least Joe couldn't chew him out about this one. He carefully unslung the kid from his back and laid the boy on the ground. He glanced around cautiously hoping that the media wasn't around. The place was deserted; everyone had fled the scene. He glanced down at the kid and saw that the boy twitched slightly before becoming absolutely still.
"Barry?" Catlin asked worriedly.
Barry caught his breath before answering.
"Yeah...I'm fine. I'm not so sure about the kid though," Barry said glancing at the boy who was completely unharmed except for the burn.
The boy's eyes fluttered underneath his eyelids for a moment and he muttered something...Annabeth? The boy shuttered for a moment before lying still.
"Which kid?" Cisco asked.
"Um...the one I saw on the bridge not to long ago," Barry responded, "Which I clarified a few minutes ago!"
He began to wonder if his friends had selective hearing like Iris.
"What the...he was doing all that!?" Cisco asked.
Barry was not sure how the kid was able to do that but kept it to himself.
"Yes...and he's half dead right now," he answered, "Should I bring him in?"
Barry wasn't sure how a hospital was going to react to kid that could make water pipes explode haphazardly; or the police station for that matter. Probably not very well. The boy would be much safer at S.T.A.R Labs if Barry's friends said it was okay to bring him in.
"Bring him in...but don't lock him up. We'll question him," Dr. Wells said.
Barry scooped the kid up and ran back to S.T.A.R Labs. Catlin had a hospital bed ready when he arrived. He carefully laid the boy down on the bed trying not to provide more injuries than the kid already had. The boy stirred slightly, groaned, but became still again. He seemed to be close to death as his olive complexion had become absolutely pale; but at least the smoke stopped wafting off him. Catlin eyed the kid's burn wound and slathered Aloe Vera on it before bandaging his arm up.
"He's rather...young," Catlin said after several minutes.
"Youngest Metahuman by far," Cisco said talking a blood sample.
Catlin hooked the boy up to several monitors to check his vitals. Then she said softly in amazement,
"Guys...look at this.
Imprinted on the boy's right forearm was the word SPQR with a trident laid horizontally under the letters; a single black tally mark was imprinted on the boy's skin. The mark looked like it had been burned painfully into the kid's skin.
"What on earth is that?" Cisco asked his eyes very round.
Barry couldn't help but stare at the mark; it was very queer.
"Wasn't SPQR...certain words that meant a lot to the Romans or something?" he asked.
Why would this boy have a tattoo of a saying from dead empire? Maybe he had a really harsh history teacher? As if the boy had heard Barry's questions he flung his arm over the mark as if to block it and muttered something incoherent. Barry shook his head; this kept getting stranger and stranger. No wonder the kid tried to keep his forearm pointed in when he noticed Barry.
"I think so..." Cisco answered placing the blood sample into the computer.
They waited several minutes for the computer to process their sample. When the results came back; they were very peculiar.
"That is weird...he only has half his DNA helix. How is that even possible?" Catlin said scanning the computer screen.
They were unable to determine the boy's name. Barry frowned at the result of the blood test; was the boy even human? Or did the radiation from the explosion delete part of his DNA helix?
"Evidently he is unusual," Dr. Wells sighed ending the discussion.
Very unusual...The boy stirred on the bed in his sleep. He started muttering something and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"He's dreaming," Catlin said looking at a monitor, "Check out his brain waves."
The boy started thrashing around for a moment but then stopped moving. His heart rate slowed down to normal.
"Must be a bad one," Barry muttered.
He shuttered remembering how several times he dreamed of the night his mother died; post-traumatic stress.
"Should I take my mask off?" he asked.
He could literally feel the layers of dust from the building caked under it. It felt itchy and really uncomfortable.
"I think he is going to wake soon. So maybe you should keep your mask on," Cisco said.
Barry nodded. The boy shuttered a few times and muttered something again. A few tears trickled down his cheek. He started thrashing wildly again only this time taking a pen out. He held it in his hand for a moment before his hand went limp and the pen clattered to the ground. It was a cheap ball point pen; something you could buy in a store for a dollar.
"He's like you Nerd. Always carrying a pen around," Catlin teased.
Barry glared at her.
"Shut up," he grumbled, "You and Cisco are nerds to."
He picked the pen up and placed on the table next to the boy who started muttering deliriously about something. Barry caught a few words; must tell the others...have to get to her...her mom is going to kill me...and other things that didn't make sense.
The boy suddenly muttered deliriously, "Ut habeatis ad eos legationem."
Barry and his friends jumped when the boy muttered this.
"Is he speaking Latin?" Cisco frowned.
The boy suddenly switched to another language saying weakly, "Πρέπει να τους πω να έρθει βοήθεια..."
"He is speaking in Latin...and Greek to," Dr. Wells said pushing his glasses farther up his nose.
"OK...he is really freaking me out right now with his sudden language changes," Catlin muttered.
The boy suddenly stopped talking as soon as he had started.
"How is he doing this?" Barry asked surprised.
Dr. Wells shrugged. A monitor suddenly shorted out and the lights started flickering on and off.
Cisco stepped away from the kid and said, "I didn't do it...it was him!"
Barry arched an eyebrow at his friend but didn't say anything.
"Um...maybe we should take these machines off him. They are frizzing out," Catlin said unplugging the machines hooked up to the boy; leaving only the heart beat monitor on.
Immediately the lights stopped and stayed lit. Why had the technology started shorting out in the kid's presence?
"Who the hell is this kid?" Barry muttered.
The boy thrashed around some more and muttered deliriously in English this time. He moaned and gritted his teeth. The boy then muttered,
"No...Annabeth...I'm right here. Don't go. I never left you. μην πας!"
Barry had no idea what μην πας meant but he knew it was something in Greek.
"What the heck is he dreaming about?" Cisco asked.
No one had an answer to that.
"He was saying something...to the man he was fighting who seemed very familar," Barry said trying to ease the tension.
His friends looked at him.
"Well...?" Catlin asked.
"He asked the man...'Where have you taken her?'" Barry said.
He felt his heart sink. That meant only one thing. He watched as the boy continued to scrim on the bed trying to find pity for him.
"His girlfriend was kidnapped?" Cisco asked.
"I think so..." Barry sighed.
The boy stilled again and the heart beat monitor slowed back down the normal. Sweat still beaded his forehead. He stopped muttering.
"He is trying to wake...but he can't. His body is too weak," Catlin said checking the boy's pulse, "He is conscious of what is going on around him. I think he is in a coma or something close to one."
They took turns watching the boy. Barry had to run off to stop minor crimes a few times and to deal with his job. Every time he came back there was no change. Hours turned into days.
"Is he ever going to wake? I mean he hasn't eaten anything or drank any liquids either for three days," Barry asked Catlin worriedly.
At least the boy stopped his freaky rapid language changes.
"You just want him to wake so you can question him," Catlin smirked.
"Alright you caught me..." Barry grumbled.
That was part of the truth but the other half was he knew the boy's vitals would become weaker if he didn't eat or drink something; and soon.
"I can give him a little water. You just have to help me make him swallow it," Catlin said.
Cisco helped them prop the kid who was a limp as a rag doll up. Barry held the kid's head back while Catlin trickled some water in his mouth. Some water splashed on the boy though. That instantly triggered a response in the boy.
"Whoa!"
Barry backed up in surprise when the kid's eyes shot open and sat up suddenly. The boy looked around panting; his eyes were open wide. He had not noticed Barry or the others left yet.
"Calm down kid...you are going to make the heart monitor explode," Catlin said turning the thing off.
The monitor had been sending sparks everywhere when they boy woke. Catlin started doing a quick physical test on the boy.
The boy rubbed his eyes a few times and rasped, "Where am I?"
"S.T.A.R Labs," Cisco answered.
"S.T.A.R Labs...you mean the place that had the atom-smashing machine explode?" the boy asked hoarsely.
"Correct term is particle accelerator," Catlin corrected checking the boy's ears.
Barry rolled his eyes when the kid looked embarrassed.
"You're...that lady Annabeth told me about. The one that recommended all those schools to her," the boy said his voice a little clearer this time.
Annabeth must have been his girlfriend's name. Catlin nodded in response to the boy's statement.
"I have to find her," the boy swung his legs out of the bed.
He made his way toward his pile of clothes steadily.
"Um kid...you were in a coma for three days," Barry said.
Without even turning around the kid put his shirt back on and said, "Try being a coma for three months and waking up not remembering anything. Total amnesia...except for one thing."
Yikes...what happened to him that made that happen? Barry saw the boy stiffen up after answering and slowly turn around to face Barry. Apparently he had recognized his voice. And unfortunately Barry's mask was not on. He cursed silently.
"You're that guy," the boy said.
He fumbled for the pen on the table nearly dropping it. Barry grumbled in annoyance; still the kid couldn't remember his name.
"What do you want with me?!" the boy snapped holding the pen tightly.
What was he planning to do with that? Write something?
"Nothing...we just want to ask a few questions," Catlin soothed.
The boy glanced at her suspiciously and put the pen back in his pocket, "Such as...?"
"How do you control water?" Barry asked.
The boy paled and said, "I can't control water."
A water bottle at the end of the room exploded in response to this.
"Uh huh..." Cisco said leaning against a table.
The boy cursed under his breath, "Άδη εσώρουχα , πώς θα πάω να εξηγήσω αυτό?!"
What did that even mean!? Barry scrutinized the boy suspiciously. It seemed to him that whenever the boy wanted to say something important he said it in another language. Great...that made it whole lot harder to find out who he was.
"Alright I can control it...but I am not a Metahuman. I was...um...born this way," the boy muttered in English.
How was he born this way? His tone of voice made Barry think he was telling the truth.
"It is a long story. Listen...please let me go. I have to find my girlfriend," the boy said.
He seemed to be pleading with them. The boy's fingers twitched for his pocket that held his pen. His eyes hardened.
"We can help you. That guy you were fighting was a Metahuman," Barry said but said something different when the kid gave him weird look, "Or maybe some guy that likes fire."
The boy's hand relaxed but he still look like he was ready to fight. His eyes no longer hardened, retained a haunted look; as if he had stared into something horrible and nearly went mad from the experience. What did he experience?
"I know...and I don't need help" the boy scowled.
He started for the door but Barry ran to a stop in front of him. The boy looked annoyed.
"Let me go alright? It is not safe if I stay in one place for to long," the boy shoved his way past Barry.
Was that fear in his voice? Barry shook his head and ran to a stop in front of the boy again.
"I can keep doing this forever, you know...I will always outrun you," Barry warned holding his hands up.
The boy huffed and looked away. His hand started twitching for his pocket again.
"Listen kid...we can help you find your girlfriend," Barry said lowering his arms to his sides when he saw the boy wasn't going to move.
The kid stared at him and sighed, "Fine...help me find her. Then promise never to come after me again."
His tone a voice made Barry get the message 'Come after me and you'll regret it.' But the boy's body relaxed visibly and his hand dropped to his side.
"As long as you don't get into any trouble,' Barry warned.
"Fine...although it is hard for me not to; naturally trouble finds me," the boy smirked.
Sure...that would be a first.
"And can you tell us your name?" Catlin asked.
"Yours first," the boy said.
He shifted uneasily.
"She's Catlin Snow...um Dr. Snow, I'm Cisco Ramon, he's Dr. Wells and he's..." Cisco started.
"Barry Allen," Barry said.
"The Flash..." the boy said and looked away, "Don't worry...your secret is safe with me."
"You won't blab it I hope," Barry said pleased that the kid finally called him the proper nickname.
"No...I'll keep my mouth shut. Ορκίζομαι στο Στύγα ποταμού," the boy said.
Thunder boomed after the boy said...well whatever in Greek. The boy glanced at the ceiling and muttered something that sounded like an insult. Barry and his friends shared looks. This continued to become stranger and stranger.
"And your name?" Barry pressed.
For a moment he was unsure the boy would answer as the boy stiffened up. The boy glanced around nervously before speaking.
"My name is...Percy Jackson," the boy answered.
I'm am so done with this chapter! This took me forever! After re-writing and re-writing I finally did it! Plus it is super long (so not intentional!). How long? About 4,729 words. So yeah...please R&R. Your feedback is helpful! Again...please tell me if one of the Seven should appear in later chapters :) (I think it would be to crowded/confusing if all the rest of the Seven were to appear). Would Jason do? :/
P.S Translations! (As far as I know you guys don't understand Greek or Latin without Google translate.)
Latin
Ut habeatis ad eos legationem: Have to get a message to them.
Greek
Πρέπει να τους πω να έρθει βοήθεια: Have to tell them to come help.
μην πας: Don't go.
Άδη εσώρουχα , πώς θα πάω να εξηγήσω αυτό: Hades undergarnments, how am I going to explain this one?!
Ορκίζομαι στο Στύγα ποταμού: I swear on the River Styx.
And because this took me forever...you guys are going to be stuck with a cliff hanger for a while :) I have to update my other stories before I update another chapter on this one :) Also about the DNA thing. In the book series Rick Riodan stated that gods don't have DNA. So why would Percy have two DNA helixes? His mom was a mortal and his dad is a...well an immortal. So yeah...anyways please tell me what you think! Oh and Percy was dreaming about his time in Tartarus with Annabeth. He was recalling all the horrible things down there. But the mortals don't know that ;)
Also this takes place after Blood of Olympus.
Warning: I might have a slight Arrow crossover appear but very slight in the near future.
