Title: Warming Up
Category: Cartoons » Hero: 108
Author: Cahaya Sidur
Language: English, Rating: Rated: K+
Genre: Drama
Published: 02-04-14
Words: 883

Disclaimer: I do not own Hero: 108 or Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

AN: Ok, I know this is a crossover, but the thing is, I don't care, and I just wrote this...

Percy had no idea how he had gotten into this situation. All he knew now was that Frank was Chinese, and was so far unclaimed. However, that didn't stop him from being nice. Hazel as well was a sweetheart, and a daughter of Pluto.

As the two were showing them around, Percy noticed a teenager, around the same age as him, fighting with others. She looked tough and on-line, easily defeating the other Roman demigods. Frank, apparently, noticed, and scowled slightly.

"Who's that?"

"Alpha Girl Latifah. Senior Centurion of the Second Cohort."

Percy looked at Frank's expression, and Hazel's slightly sour one. "Let me guess. You don't like her?"

"She's terrible!" Hazel blurted out, and then blushed furiously as she realised what she had just said. "I-I-I mean, um-"

A laugh from Percy had her looking up. "Some grudge. What about that one?" He pointed to the warriors who were now circling the Centurion of the Second Cohort.

Hazel shuddered. "They're a bit better, but still as bad. NoHands, Senior Centurion of the First Cohort. He earned the position a few months back from Octavian, the Camp Augur."

Percy nodded slowly. "They seem okay. Why 'NoHands'?"

Frank smiled. "When he fights, he prefers to dodge and duck and use his legs instead of his hands, so the name came along smoothly."

"Who's that?" Percy pointed to a child, no older than 10.

Hazel smiled. "Jumpy. Good friends with the Camp Praetors. He's youngest, and is a sweetheart." She grinned as he knocked out some demigods easily. "But don't get fooled by his demeanour."

Percy raised an eyebrow, but nodded. They turned as a demigod came running up to them. His eyes were hard, maybe even scornful as he looked at them, but they were fearful as they met Percy's for a brief second. "Legionnaire Hazel, Frank Zhang. Percy Jackson," Of course, all of them had heard Juno announce Percy's name in front of the crowd. "The Praetors would like to see you."

"Can they come?" Percy gestured to Frank and Hazel, who looked wide-eyed.

The demigod seemed to scowl, before schooling it into a more serious face. "I suppose." He walked away, and the three demigods started to make their way to Bacchus' Fields.

Hazel looked at Percy. "Just something to think about. Try and get into Lin Chung's good books, though be sure to do well with Lady Green as well."

"Why Lin Chung?" Percy asked, confused.

"Because Lin Chung's influence is greater in Camp, whether he would admit it or not. But don't worry, he's not as uptight as normal Praetors."

Frank nodded eagerly. Apparently, the big guy liked Lin Chung. "He demanded a six month grace before he accepted Praetor position. He's been Praetor now for about what? Two months?"

"Why?" Percy asked, confused. He had a good idea about it though, and it was one name that was spoken around Camp. Jason.

"Jason." Hazel said, confirming Percy's answer. "He was Praetor, and then disappeared eight months ago. Of course, they then tried to get Lin Chung in position, but he refused to until six months later, if they still haven't found Jason."

"Chinese?" Percy asked suddenly. Frank nodded.

"Chinese demigod. Son of Trivia."

Percy cocked his head. "Trivia? Like sports trivia?"

"No." Hazel reprimanded, though Frank was grinning slightly. "Trivia, goddess of sorcery and witchcraft, who 'haunted graves and crossroads'."

"Sounds scary."

"Don't worry." Hazel looked ahead at the building looming ahead of them. "You'll be fine. They'll choose a cohort for you."

"How?" Percy was quick to ask, knowing they were running out of time.

Frank also seemed to notice. "You'll fight each Cohort's centurion, and then get accepted in the one before the one you lose."

"And if I win?"

"You get to go on to the other cohorts. Few has ever made it to the First Cohort."

Percy thought about NoHands and Octavian, and asked again. "If I don't want to be there?"

"Then you challenge the Praetors. One or the other. No one has ever made it past the Praetors. If you win, though, you get to choose a Cohort."

"Which Praetor would someone fight?"

Hazel shrugged. They were just at the entrance now. "Lady Green is known as unbeatable in battle. Lin Chung, however, is known as the finest warrior in Camp Jupiter and New Rome. Both have fought before, but something always seems to interrupt their battles before one can win or lose."

As they entered, Percy was dismayed to see Octavian, the boy who had scorned him before Juno had appeared.

He examined the two. Lady Green's face was stoic, her brown hair neatly styled. She was wearing armour beneath the purple robes of the Praetor. Both were wearing it, and though Percy knew that he couldn't hope to pass off looking regal in that (he'd look ridiculous), they managed to without effort.

Lady Green had two dogs near her, one made of silver, the other metal. She regarded him carefully, as if he was a specimen.

Lin Chung looked more interesting. His hair was two different colours. Black, and a dark grey. His eyes were also dark, seeming to bore into his soul. Percy stared back with his 'Wolf gaze', but it didn't seem to faze Lin Chung.

"Hello, Percy Jackson."