Sup people. Here's the new chapter. Hope you like it. Enjoy.
Annabeth's POV
Percy had gone to go get someone. I wasn't sure who it was, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to know.
About half an hour after he had left, Percy walked in, dragging someone behind him. When I saw who it was, I had to try not to stare. It was Percy's doppelganger.
"Who says I won't alert Savitar right now that I'm here?" he asked, crossing his arms. Percy rolled his eyes.
"He's mad at you. Do you really think he'll come get you?"
"Maybe!"
"Would you two stop fighting?" I asked. They both looked at me with the same expression: When have you ever seen me not fighting? It gave me chills how alike they were.
Barry walked into the room and was immediately fine with this like it happened every day. I guess it did. I just wasn't used to seeing two Percy's.
"You know what I just decided," I said. "Leo should never be allowed to find his doppelganger."
"No, we should let him," Percy said. "We could outwit the Stolls."
"Percy! Focus. Why did you bring him here?" I asked, pointing to Not-Percy. NP, that was a good nickname for him.
"Because he works with Savitar. He knows his weaknesses." Barry facepalmed.
"So why did you bring him here. You're literally leading Savitar to us."
"Percy, do you want to continue working with Savitar, or do you want to work with us?" Percy asked.
"You're giving me an option?" NP asked.
"Yeah, we always do. Well, I always do." Percy directed that at me.
"Yeah. I'd love to help you. Savitar was a mean-never mind. There is a lady present. Plus, my name is Peter, not Percy." That made things a lot easier.
"So, how do we defeat him?" I asked.
"It's complicated. We have to get into his lair. There's this gun that can take his powers away."
"What?" Barry almost yelled. "Why didn't we know about this sooner?"
"Duh. He didn't want you to know. You would try to steal it. I thought you said he was smart?" Peter said.
"He is. Most of the time," Iris said, walking into the room.
"Ok, well, the gun is blue with a silver handle. It has yellow lightning stripes on the actual gun part. Also, it's on his table of machines. If you touch the wrong machine, you could get severely hurt, so don't touch anything but the gun."
Barry was gone and back in a second, this time he had a gun.
"Is this it?" he asked.
"Yes," Peter answered.
Savitar's POV
"Hey Savitar. I want to join you. I'm ditching these losers." It seemed Percy Jackson was trying to get my attention.
I ran in front of him.
"Sudden change of mind?" I asked. I knew something was up.
"Lord Savitar," he whispered. It was Peter Johnson. "Barry Allen is trying to take your powers away. I described a different gun to him. He has the flashlight gun. Now's our chance."
Tempting. I would have to keep this little sneak. I took control of him again so I knew this plan would go right.
I ran and got another gun before standing in the middle of a parking lot, waiting for Barry Allen.
"Come out come out wherever you are. Unless you wanted someone to get hurt." I made Peter pick up a hammer and poise it over his hand almost as if he were about to break it.
Barry Allen arrived. He wouldn't let anyone get hurt. He would just blame himself.
"Let him go," he sneered. "This fight is between me and you."
"Gladly." Peter put the hammer down.
Barry ran over to me and turned the flashlight on. I acted like it was doing something before I turned the other gun on Barry.
He fell to his knees as I took it from him. Everything I needed was now in this gun.
I ran off, letting the others deal with their problems.
Back at my lab, I ran some tests. I mixed Barry's blood, with mine. He thought I stole his speed, but I really stole his blood. It was the ingredient to making the gun I needed to strip him of his powers.
Percy's POV
"This is my fault," I said when we got back to STAR labs. Everyone looked at me, confused. Except Peter. He knew something everyone else didn't. We both knew. It was our plan. Our secret. It was better left that way.
"How is this your fault?" Annabeth asked.
"Savitar still has his control on me. He was controlling me the whole time. I told you the wrong gun. By the way, he doesn't have the gun to take away powers. Barry still has his powers."
Barry was laying unconscious in the infirmary. We all looked his way.
"I could heal him," Peter offered.
"Nah," I said. "He should be awake in a few hours." Annabeth looked at me and cocked an eyebrow. I really hoped I was pulling off being Peter. Or else Annabeth would probably kill us for the plan we had made.
She shook her head and looked to Cisco.
"Do you think Savitar will attack while Barry is out?" she asked.
"No. He's pretty fair when it comes to fighting," Cisco explained. Savitar himself, as if being called, ran into the room.
"Yes, I am always fair. I will take what is rightfully mine now. And, as bonus, another one too."
Next thing I knew, Peter and I were in Savitar's cell.
"See, I know what your playing," he said. "Don't act dumb with me."
He sped off and we sat down on the floor.
"Let's go over the plan again. First..."
There you go. I hope you like it. Don't be too mad that I ended it there. Don't you like a little mystery. Please review.
Peace out.