Chapter 7
Sadie's POV
I'm still having trouble understanding how thunder meant that we were going to die. But more on that later. I have to tell you about my trip.
So I passed out after fixing the bloody plate because the bloody greeks are paranoid. I'm not saying I wouldn't have tried to escape, but I was still angry. Naturally, my ba was in the mood for a little stroll through the Duat. I made sure I changed out of the chicken outfit. I was right to do so. The wind swept me to a graveyard. Anubis was there. He was grumbling. "Hi." I managed. I hadn't seen him in person for a long time. (I don't care if I wasn't actually in person, Carter! Actually being there in person means that I'm dead, or I'm in the dead people's turf. Usually, I'd be mad, but all this greek stuff must have softened me up. Lucky for him. "Stupid greeks. They just had to risk you getting burned to a crisp." He mumbled. He snapped his fingers and a small table appeared. Sure, it was gothic styled, but the guy was the god of funerals. He didn't have much taste. There was some tea and cookies. I tried them. They tasted good, but a bit old. "So… I suppose you summoned me here." I said. He nodded. "I need to warn you." He paused a second to clear his throat. Way to ruin the climax. "You must be careful with the unknowns. Something is about to happen, and it won't be pretty. Being an egyptian god, I don't like it, but you'll have to help each other. You'll be separated from your fellow egyptians to make you weaker, but prove that that won't stop you. You're Sadie Kane after all." He smirked. "I'm guessing you aren't going to explain." I sighed. "You're learning." He chuckled. Wind started to carry me away. "Wait! How can you tell me this over tea and cookies?" I asked. Anubis looked confused. "Tea and cookies? I guess this does look a bit like tea and cookies." He mumbled, looking at the food. "Anubis! What did you put in me?" I screamed, but I woke up. Everyone around me looked grim. "What'd I miss?" I asked, looking around at the faces.
Apparently, I had missed a lot. Greek gods knew about us now. "We have to move. Even if the gods turn you to ashes, they'll be mad at us. And dad is going to be so disappointed." Percy muttered. "Excuse me, can we talk about a way to keep your gods from turning us to ashes?" I requested. "Be quiet, egyptian." Both greek sighed. "Don't worry Percy, he'll forgive you. And my mom is starting to accept you. We might go back a few steps, but she probably won't kill you." Annabeth comforted. Really? This was greek pep talk? Yikes. "But, Annabeth, it would be wrong to just let the gods kill them, even if they are dangerous." Percy said. "Yes! I'm starting to like this guy! Please don't let us die and please give us some food." I suggested. "What?" Percy's mum (or at least I though it was his mum) puzzled. "After we do magic, we get… hungry and really tired. Or at least we do when we have to use our own power source. If we have let's say… wands for example. Things would be much easier and we wouldn't have to pass out." I was surprised that my brother was actually using sarcasm. Greeks can really do wonders. "Fine. Mom, get them some food please. Now will you shut up? We need to find out where to go." Percy said. "Oh, we know where to go." Walt said. We did? He looked at me pointedly. Oh! We did! Percy's mum gave us some blue cookies and blue coke. Was that a greek thing? Blue food? "Are these really cookies?" I asked. I was not going to take risks after that trip to the graveyard. Percy nodded. I tried one. They were delicious. (Shut up, Carter.) "Where are you thinking?" Annabeth asked. "We're going to egyptian turf." Walt grinned.
Percy's POV
I knew that this was a horrible idea, and I hated myself for even considering it. But it was the only place to hide from the greek gods. Annabeth looked like she was thinking the same thing. "Fine." We said at the same time. Sadie jumped toward her wand. Annabeth shoved her back. "We'll be carrying this stuff." She said icily, handing me the wax. I swear I thought it was a practical joke. Wax? How can wax be magical? But I grabbed it anyways, just in case. The egyptians led the way. We walked right through Manhattan. Finally we got to a warehouse. "Where are we?" I asked. "Welcome to the twenty first nome. This is the Brooklyn House." Sadie said. I looked around. House? Did they mean the warehouse? "Of course you can't see it and you can't go in unless…" Carter trailed off. Something hit me on the head. I fell to the ground.
I woke up in some kind of mansion. I was surrounded by people, mostly kids. I could tell right away that they were egyptians. They had that weird aura. Annabeth was at my side. My pen wasn't in my pocket. Carter and Sadie were in the front with a woman with a leopard skin suit. She looked normal enough with hair in a ponytail. But her eyes were creepy. They looked like a cat's. "Greeks." She hissed. Sadie put a hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, Bast. They did give us cookies." She said. "This is Bast. Egyptian goddess of cats." Carter explained, catching my confused face. "I should have known." Annabeth groaned. "Your gods can't reach you now." The cat goddess hissed. "I guessed that much. Do you really think that this is a solution? Knocking us out and dragging us into some strange big egyptian mansion?" Annabeth questioned. "Oh, we didn't knock you out. That was Bast. And Khufu did the dragging." Sadie told us. A baboon came through the kids. "You have a pet baboon?" Gods, egyptians were strange. "We also have a crocodile. He's in the swimming pool. He likes bacon." Carter added. Could things really get any worse? For a demigod, they could. Carter and Sadie fainted. So we were left with a bunch of egyptian magicians, a baboon, a cat goddess and a crocodile. And they were all mad.
