Title: The Gods Are Watching
Rating: T
Fandom: Dragon Booster/ Class of the Titans
Pairing(s): K/A, A/T
Genre: Sci-Fi/Supernatural Drama
Summary: Moordryd and Word's latest plan to start a Dragon/Human war results in Artha and his friends finding themselves stranded at New Olympia High. Meanwhile, Cronus's latest plan leads him to Banks Island, off the coast of mainland Canada
Author's Notes: Betaed by Ferlinda the Dreamweaver. Bit of a fluffy chapter actually.
Jay looked around guiltily before leaning back in his chair and stretching. He yawned, and returned his attention to the book in front of him, which had remained in that position for little over half an hour. He decided to turn the page, finally sure its contents would not be entirely futile to their search.
He glanced up again and the sight of his friends reading similar books to him greeted him. A few metres away, Atlanta lay sprawled out on the floor, surrounded by books open at miscellaneous pages. Next to her, with his feet propped up on the table was Archie, and he was currently thumbing through an encyclopaedia on mythological wars. Bored, he tossed the book aside and picked up one of the books nearer to Atlanta, drawing an odd look from her. Herry stood to the right a few metres, absent-mindedly chewing on an apple as he acquired yet another large pile of books, with little help from Neil, who stood leaning against the shelf not even a metre away, picking at his nails.
Jay rolled his eyes at the sight, before glancing to his left. He smiled softly at the sight of Theresa, surround by open and unopened books. She was using her arm as a headrest, and was fast asleep on the top of one of her books. He chuckled under his breath and shook his head, turning back to his own pile of books, which was getting increasingly smaller. Yawning again, he listlessly thumbed through the book.
He realised with a start he hadn't seen Artha or his friends, since all three had left to retrieve more books. Knowing he shouldn't wake Theresa, he picked up the nearest, useless piece of paper, before scrunching it into a ball. Glancing quickly at a still sound asleep Theresa, he flicked the ball in Archie's direction. He grinned as he hit his target, causing Archie to look up and frown, rubbing the back of his head. Jay jerked his head to the side, and Archie nodded.
He rolled his eyes as Archie and Atlanta exchanged whispered bickering, before the two followed him through the shelves to the other side of the room. He glanced to the sides as he came to a stop, standing next to a large, marble desk, which Atlanta and Archie proceeded to sit on, Atlanta to the left and Archie to the right. Atlanta narrowed her eyes at Jay, who crossed his arms and leant against the shelf opposite them.
"What's wrong Jay?" Atlanta asked. "Did you find something?" she asked. He shook his head, finally looking up at the two of them.
"Have you guys seen Artha and his friends?" he asked, glancing around again. Atlanta and Archie shook their heads.
"I haven't seen them since they left to get another book," Atlanta responded, her brow furrowed. "You don't think they're up to something, do you?" she asked, starting to grow concerned over Jay's worry. He shrugged.
"I just don't know if I believe in coincidences," he said. At the look of their puzzled faces, he continued. "Come on. The odds of them coming at the same time Cronus finally gets something that will help him take over the world?" he asked rhetorically. Atlanta and Archie exchanged glances.
"What are you saying, Jay?" Atlanta asked. "Do you think they had something to do with Cronus?" Jay shrugged again.
"I just think we should keep an eye on them. Only tell them what they need to know," he finally responded after a minute's silence. "And we should find them," he added. Atlanta and Archie nodded, sliding off the desk at the exact same moment (they always tended to be in step with one another), and Jay held back a smile as they glanced at each other. "You two look for them, I'll go see if the others have found anything," Jay instructed, before turning and walking back to his desk, smiling at Theresa's sleeping form. He glanced over his shoulder at Herry, who was continuing to pile up books, with no assistance from Neil, who remained in his former position.
Jay walked over to Theresa, glancing up only once to see Archie and Atlanta leave the room in search for Artha and his friends. He regained his seat next to Theresa and nudged her gently, trying to awake her. She looked up at him, blinking through a curtain of orange hair. She mumbled something incoherently and he smiled. She smiled back, before straightening, a look of horror now on her face.
"I'm so sorry, I must've dozed off," she smiled apologetically. He patted her arm softly. "S'okay, you had a late night last night," he said, fully aware of her night telepathic practice sessions of late. He glanced at the page her book was opened to, interested in how far she'd gotten before she succumbed to sleep. He straightened, pulling the book towards him to closer observe its pages. She frowned and watched as his brown eyes did a quick scan over the page.
"What?" she asked, her voice thick with confusion as Herry and Neil approached, curious over Jay's sudden interest in the book.
"Theresa, you're a genius!" he exclaimed, a look of intense concentration on his face.
"You've only just figured that out?" she asked wryly, and he glanced up, flashing her a smile.
"Of course not," he replied, pushing the book toward her and pointed to the main text on the page. "This story here tells of the Krlicher Goblet, a goblet which allows the user to, through ancient Greek God magic, control animals," he explained, watching her face carefully as she reread the text. She nods slowly, her mind processing the words she's just read.
"So that's the device?" Herry asked, depositing his books on the table with a large thump. He reaches over and takes the book, glancing over it, with Neil standing on his tiptoes behind him, attempting to read it over Herry's buff shoulders. Jay resisted a smirk at the sight. "So how does this help us find it?" he asked, tossing the book back onto the table, drawing an annoyed look from Neil, who sulked and took the time to examine his nails instead.
"This legend," Jay gestured to the book, "places the device in Canada. Off the mainland actually. Banks Island to be exact," he says. "Chances are, Cronus has heard of this legend, and this island will be the first place he will look. If the books here have this information, Cronus most probably does too."
"But it's still only a probability," Theresa says slowly. "He might have heard of different legends from more trustworthy sources," Jake nods, clearly already running his new plan through his head.
"The Oracle," he says. "Or the machine Odie is trying to recreate," he adds. "It might verify whether this version of the legend is true or not," he shrugs. "Or it could be a waste of time. Either way-"
"We should check it out," Theresa nods, the conviction in her voice clear. "We have one problem though," she whispers, leaning forward. Jay frowns, before the realisation hits him. He glances up the aforementioned problem walks in, tailed closely by an exasperated-looking Archie and Atlanta.
"You got a plan yet?" Artha asked, with sense of smugness which was met with a single raised eyebrow from Jay. Theresa shot Jay a look, which he pointedly ignored. He leaned back, crossing his arms.
"Since you're the famous 'Dragon Booster, shouldn't you have a plan?" Jay asked with the same casualness as Artha's discomfort kicked in.
"I, uh, I-" Artha stuttered, and Kitt rolled her eyes.
"We haven't had time to come up with one. We work as team," She said. "And you offered to help us" she added. Neil rolled his eyes, and Jay glances at him.
"I also offered to show you out," Neil muttered, mimicking Kitt's voice. "And better clothes," Jay rolled his eyes, before an idea crosses his mind. Theresa noticed, giving him a look.
"Speaking of clothes," Jay said, standing. "We better get you some, well, better clothes. Ones that make you fit in more," he said, drawing a look from Neil.
"Better clothes?" Kitt asked, contempt in her voice obvious, as Artha glances at Theresa, who is still watching Jay carefully. "What's wrong with our clothes?" Neil waved at her absent-mindedly, obviously deep in thought about his present dilemma.
"We don't have time to get into that," he muttered, and this time none of the boys could resist smirking, earning glares from Artha and Kitt. Lance remained indifferent, sitting on the lounge previously occupied by Archie.
"Neil, take these three- oh, and don't forget Parmon- and get them some decent clothes," Jay instructs, looking at Neil, who is finally looking away from his nails. There was a sly smile on his face and Jay inwardly groaned. "Don'ttake too long," he adds for good measure.
"We should inform Odie and Ms. Hera of our plans," Theresa added in. Jay nodded in response, glancing at her, before turning back to the group.
"We'll find Odie and Ms. Hera," Jay said, his eyes flicked toward Archie and Atlanta. "You two, see if you can suss out where Cronus is presently and talk to the Gods about what we know." He turned to Archie and Atlanta. "We'll meet back here in a little over an hour," Neil groaned, muttering something under his breath about time, before standing.
"We have a lot of work to do," Neil said, leading the way for Artha, Kitt and Lance, who exchanged puzzled glances with each other. As the four left to find Parmon, the remainder of the group burst into laughter.
"You kind of feel sorry for them," Theresa laughed. "Neil's going to eat the poor guys alive for their 'fashion sense'."
Herry raised his hand slightly and Jay turned to him and raised an eyebrow.
"Can we stop for something to eat first?" he asked sheepishly.