Percy, Nico and Annabeth stood, studying the three bewilder teens, sitting at a McDonald's table. Percy gave Annabeth a, How about you start things off glance. She shoots him a glare, but starts.
"So, uh, guys," She starts. "You know about the Greek gods...right?" She asks, as if everyone should know about them.
Barbra and Dick give knowing nods, and Artemis nods too, but you can tell that she only has a vague idea.
"Well sometimes a mortal catches their eye, and they have kids. Demigods."
"And you're their kids?" Clarifies Barbra.
"Yeah. Athena. Poseidon and Hades." Percy replies, pointing to Annabeth, himself and then Nico.
"You expect me to believe this?" Asks Artemis. "You guys must be on some kind of medication."
"You have dyslexia and ADHD. You probably grew up with a step-dad or without knowing your real parents and weird things always seem to be following you." Says Nico, matter-of-factly.
"No to the parent thing, yes to everything else." Says Artemis.
"I have dyslexia and ADHD," Says Dick. "And weird things are always following me. But I knew both of my parents." He tells them, looking down slightly.
"Never knew my mom, and I have ADHD." Barbra says. "But I don't have dyslexia."
A quick glance was exchanged between the three demigods.
"Why don't we take you to a camp for demigods?"
Thalia looked at Wally critically. He glared at her. "There's no need to look at me like that. I wasn't the guy who pulled out the bow and tried to shoot that bird-lady."
"Okay. Ya know about the Greek gods, right?"
"Uh, yeah. I don get something outta school. Although I'm not seeing why that's important."
"So they have kids sometimes. And I think your one of those kids."
"Are you serious?" he demands irritably. "I want the truth, not some joke!"
"I'm not joking." She replies, just as irritably. "My dad's Zeus."
He glares at her. "I don't want something complicated, just answers about the bird-lady!"
"I'm not lying. You want to be shown your a demigod? Come with me."
Roy landed outside a huge white gate with the words, Κατασκήνωση αίματος Μισό, engraved on it. He glanced at the strange letters for a moment, and they started to scramble themselves. He blinked, thinking it was his dyslexia kicking in. And then they scrambled to read, Camp Half-Blood.
That's a new trick, He thought to himself, climbing to his feet.
He glanced through the gate, glancing over the fountain near the entrance, the lake in the background, the forests, the climbing wall. He doubted Batman could think up something this good. Cabins dotted the ground, as well as what looked like a huge house with a full around patio. He sighed, and started toward the gates. His best chance was to ask these kids where he was.
He had barley stepped in the gates, when he was faced with a red headed girl, about 17, her nose wrinkled. Her reddish hair was frizzy and had faded orange a little, from the sun. Her eyes were a bright emerald green, and her skin was tan, obviously from time in the sun. She wore and orange t-shirt with a Pegasus on it, and a pair of capri's with paint splattered all over them. What surprised Roy even more was the fact that she was barefoot. "Who are you, and how did you get here?" She demands.
"Um, Roy and an old lady."
"An old lady?"
"Yeah." He replies, shifting from one foot to the other, finding the red head irritating. "Don't ask me any more. My head already hurts."
She grins slightly at that. "Chiron'll wanna see ya." She says, already beckoning for him to follow.
Unlike Roy, Zatanna, Kaulder, M'gann and Superboy found themselves in the main room of the Big House. A pudgy man, in a tight, lepoard shirt, and purple jogging shoes. (Which was ridiculous, because it was obvious the man had never jogged a day in his life.) His black hair is curly and uncombed, so black that it looks purple. He had a red face, and blue eyes, but they had tints of purple.
He looked at the newcomers, gave a huge sigh, and shouted, "Chiron! New ones!"
Chiron heard Dionysus calling for him for the millionth time that day, right as Rachel was making her way over to him. And he'd rather deal with Rachel right now.
"Chiron!" She calls, her voice carrying.
He trots over to Rachel, and as he comes closer, he sees the slightly miffed teen following her closley.
"Hey Chiron!" Says Rachel easily. "This is Roy."
The boy to a stop next to Rachel. He studies Chiron, obviously taking in the fact that he's a centaur, and then sighs. "Look, I didn't ask for this. All I want is a few answers, to go back home and take a Tylenol. That's it. Simple."
"You will get answers." Replies Chiron. "In the meantime, why don't we head to the Big House."
FWEEEEET! Rang across the field as Percy whistled.
"Okay." Says Artemis. "You're all mentally ill. What is that supposed to do?"
"Give it a sec." Replies Percy, slightly distracted.
"I could just shadow travel us back to camp..." Says Nico.
Annabeth glares at him. "Thank you for your contribution Nico, but could you really shadow travel all of us back to camp? If you can, why don't you shadow travel all of us to school every morning?"
Nico glares back, but stays silent, although you can hear him muttering something about a 'bossy know-it-all Athena child'.
Artemis is grinning at the quick exchange, when a huge dog bursts through the door shadows, licks Percy, and turns to all the other kids in the clearing. She trots over to Nico next, sniffing him as if the boy had hidden a steak in his jeans.
"Cool!" Says Dick, obviously loving this to some extent.
"Hop on." Orders Percy, sliding on to the dog's back, and extending a hand.
Dick ignores Percy's hand and leaps up on to the dog.
"No." Says Barbra firmly. "There is no way in-No. I'm not getting on that thing."
"It's a huge intimidating hellhound. She's as big as a hummer and scarier, but she's never been known to bite anything other than monsters." Says Percy with a grin.
Barbra looks at Artemis. Artemis shrugs, and takes Percy's hand, climbing on the monster. "No." Says Barbra. "You guys can't just ride off on that-that-"
"Hellhound." Supplies Percy.
"That hellhound going to some camp in Long Island, New York, that we know nothing about. We are not."
"Speak for yourself Babs." Says Dick, grinning.
"Dick, what'll Bruce say?"
"I'll tell him..." He says.
"Com' on." Coaxes Artemis. "Live a little.
My friend is always telling me that-live a little.
I do!
I swear!
I just do it in my books...
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