GUYS I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY FOR THE VERY LATE UPDATE! I've had a lot going on for a while and between homework and musicals and dance and even more homework (stupid English and geometry and biology...) I never had time to update or write. I warn you, the updates will probably be coming a lot slower from now on because this is the final chapter that I already had typed out. On with the story!


Sadie

MY GOODNESS, CARTER.

He was eating like the ankle-biters! Even then, little Shelby was a neater eater than Carter was [Yes, Carter, I did notice that I rhymed there. Now shut up before I have Leo tie you to your chair again.]. I was about to scold him when Nico popped the question.

I was a little angry at him: one, for asking in such a rude way, and two, for being the only one that was untrusting. I figured out a way to fix number one, though. I used my famous death-stare on Nico and said, "Well, I could tell you, but I just love it when people say please."

"Ugh, fine," he huffed. "Could you tell us where the heck you came from, please?"

"Good job!" I told him. Frank stifled a laugh. "Get ready for a long story, everyone."

I started at the beginning, when Carter and were little, and how my mum died. I explained how we were separated, and how I lived with my Gran and Gramps and Carter traveled with dad. Then one day when dad and Carter had visited, my uncle Amos had decided to join the party. I relived when my dim-witted father had taken us to the British museum and blew up the Rosetta Stone, thus unleashing the five Egyptian gods. Then, we met Zia Rashid and Michel Desjardins; Carter just had to point out that he was now dating Zia. I told them how my dad had become the host of Osiris, the god of the Underworld (Nico perked up when I said that), and Set, the god of evil, had murdered him (and his smile faded). That made everyone gasp.

"So, is that how you two became hosts?" Leo asked.

"Basically," I answered. "Let's see here: Carter has Horus, I have Isis, my father has Osiris, Amos might still have Set and Zia did have Nephthys, the goddess of night and rivers."

"Ok," Leo said, looking a bit confused. "Go on."

I started again with how Amos had taken us, traveled through the Duat, and we ended up at Brooklyn house. Then, I had a startling discovery.

"Hazel, you said that Camp Half-Blood was in New York, right?" I asked her.

Everyone turned to her as if to say, You already told her?!, but Hazel kept her closure. "Yes, I did," she answered.

"My uncle Amos had said, 'Manhattan has other problems; other gods.' Could he have been talking about the Greeks?" I asked frantically.

"He probably was," Piper answered. "Mount Olympus is in the Empire State Building."

"Of course!" I shouted. I got a little too giddy and smacked the table. Frank jumped, Nico made a little squeaking sound, and Leo almost choked on his taco. "Amos was looking at the Empire State Building when he said that!"

I was about to do a little happy dance when Carter touched my wrist. "Um, Sadie, sorry to ruin your fun but, the story?" he reminded me.

"Oh, yes," I said, a little embarrassed. "Sorry. Now where was I? Brooklyn House."

I continued to talk about how we made it to Brooklyn House, a mansion that was for magicians. We had discovered shabti, and the two serpopards had attacked. Then, I had a hard time explaining how Muffin, my cat, had turned into Bast, the goddess of cats. After that adventure, Set had sent word of his Red Pyramid. We, along with Bast, had made it to Washington, D.C., where Carter fought the Set animal.

"That's who Leroy is?" Leo asked. "It doesn't sound very intimidating."

"You haven't seen it yet," Carter snapped back, probably because he almost got killed by the thing. "Imagine a giant greyhound with legs as long as it's body, ears and a tail that have minds of their own, and razor sharp teeth."

"Uh, ok. I see- very intimidating," Leo said.

I continued with my little run-in with Anubis, the god of death and funerals. Again, Nico perked up. What was with this guy and dead things? With help from Bast and Zia, we had escaped the wrath of Michel Desjardins, who was then the chief lector in the House of Life, and defeated Set. I had purposely left out the part about fake-Zia, but Carter definitely took notice.

"During that time, Zia was apparently a shabti!" he hollered. "She just crumpled to dust! She wanted me to find the real her!"

"She never asked you to find her, Carter," I reminded him.

"But I did!" he said proudly. He continued to tell how we figured out that our greater threat was Apophis, the giant chaos serpent. We had gathered new magicians from all over the world to help with the fight. He even explained how I had developed a crush on one of them: Walt. I probably blushed. Next, I told them about how we had met Bes, the dwarf god, and how he scared away monsters with a speedo. Carter chimed in with how he rescued Zia from a watery coffin and had gotten the Pharaoh's crook and flail. I tried my best to explain how we traveled through the Houses of Night to find Ra, the sun god, who could possibly defeat Apophis. Then, we played a little game with Khonsu, the god of the moon, and Bes gave up part of his soul to save us. We eventually found Ra, but he was just a loopy, old man who was in no fighting shape. After that, we turned to our only hope: Apophis's shadow.

"So you were going to defeat this giant evil snake," Jason started, "with his own shadow?"

"Absolutely," I answered. "A shadow is more than a shadow: it's like a back-up disk for a person's soul. If someone doesn't cast a shadow, they are non-existent." When I said that, everyone had a sudden interest in the floor behind them, looking for their shadows.

I further explained how Walt and I had found Bes's shadow and returned it to him. Carter decided to take it upon himself to tell the rest of the story. He told how Amos had become the somewhat host of Set to defeat the rebel magicians, and how Zia had become the host of Ra- and his current girlfriend. Apophis was defeated when we destroyed his shadow. He paid much attention to how he became Pharaoh and led Horus to be King of the Gods.

"Are you like royalty now?" Leo asked. "Are we supposed to bow or something?"

Carter took that thought into consideration. Even if my brother was Pharaoh, I would never ever bow to him. He knows that I'm the one in charge. "As cool as you would think that would be, no," Carter said. "It would just be weird. I don't like formalities." Leo nodded.

"Um, can I say something?" Piper butted in. "I think I'm up to date on the whole Egyptian god and Pharaoh thing, but how exactly did you smash my dagger to pieces?" she asked. Piper took a little bag out of her pocket and dumped its contents onto the table. It was mostly dust, but it had some bronze shards here and there.

I probably blushed. "Oh, yes, sorry about that," I apologized. "That's a magician power, and also one of my favorite spells, but I can fix it." I closed my eyes and concentrated. I reached my hand out and slipped into the Duat. I could feel my fingers close around my wand. I pulled it back, pointed at the dust pile and whispered, "Hi-nehm." A golden hieroglyphic blazed in the air over the scraps. When the light was gone, a gleaming bronze dagger was setting in front of Piper.

"There you go," I said, proud of myself. "And with that, I have a question." I turned to Nico and said, "Now, where the heck did you all come from?"


Again, I'm sorry. That was a very sucky chapter too. Just so you know, this is more of just an "introduction story"- just them getting to know each other- because I suck at writing fight scenes so...

I keep thinking about this story and where I want to take it, if I do actually want to take it somewhere. I've been thinking about maybe making another PJO/KC crossover, and just stopping this one. What do you guys think?

-DaughterOfGaea2399