A/N: HADES YESSSSSS! The crossover was...I don't even have the words. It was beautiful. I loved it.
Telleth thine readers.
Uh, what?
Shareth thine anger.
Oh, that! Ha ha ha... Ignore her. She doesn't know what she's talking about.
HOW DARE YE! TELLETH THEM!
Fine, I will. At the end.

Follower/Favorite: Perla17. Thanks so much! You were alone this week, but don't be sad. I mean, I'm not, so why should you be? It's only a story that I've poured my blood, sweat, and tears into. *sob* But I love all of you who've already favorited and followed, so I'll survive. :)

Daughter of Trickery: Yay! :)

Trutlepower12: Ha ha, yeah. I wanted to use some of Oliver's trick arrows and stuff this time instead of having him use a sword. Technically, Percy lost the curse of Achilles after walking through the Little Tiber to get to New Rome, so he's not invulnerable anymore. I've always felt like Wally has a tendency to get himself into things he can't handle. And coming up with the nicknames was just soooo much fun. :)

Hope4All: My policy with my writing is, I don't give a Styx about how many people think my story sucks and should be taken off, I'm gonna write it until I find those few people that do like it and then write it for them. I'm just glad I could help. About the water-in-the-body-controlling thing...I've always had mixed feeling about that. Yes, Annabeth was disturbed by it, but was that simply because Percy controlled the body's water or because he used it to choke a goddess? Anyways, I'e always felt like it was too valuable a skill to not use. But yes, Wally had a good reason for being suspicious. :)

RosettaQueen20: Not quite yet, my friend...

Guest: Yeah, I was going to do something along those lines and then I realized, "Wait, Ranger! You don't actually know how to properly fight either! And that means you'll have to read stuff on how to do it, which means that, since it's your first time, you will probably fail miserably!" I like to think that Percy just...inspired them to join self defense classes or something. :)

BisexualKitsune: NOW YOU HAVE MORE! ENJOY! OR ELSE I will give you an imaginary cookie and send you one your way into the big, wide world... :)

: Let's agree that's watching/reading will forever more be known as weading, not to be confused with weeding. And yeah, the confrontation with Wally was really fun to write. Thanks for reviewing! :)

Paws Whovian: Soon, but not yet. Trust me, pet. Rangerrrrrrrrr knows best. :)

IcyFox17: (1) It's totally fine. I know schedules are starting to pick up. I mean, I have finals in like, two weeks. And yes, Percy and Blackjack are both totally major doughnut hogs. I really want to stick Blackjack in one of these, but I've always felt like it would be a little weird to stick a pegasus through a breach. Who knows how many Percy ate? I doubt even he was keeping count. Leo is coming soon, and I have much planned for him... Mwah ha ha ha ha ha! Yeah, silent conversations are really hard. I just think everyone there is probably really good at reading people, so they can communicate silently, even though they've just met. (2) Again, totally fine. So glad you liked it! And caps are fun. Everything looks BIGGER! Yeah, I know I got frustrated with Wally too, and I was writing him. And I love making up chapter titles and nicknames. Writing some of Oliver trick arrows was really fun too. :)

OceanGirl: YESS, Ranger's Apprentice. Now that is a good series. Both Leo and Jason are coming soon, I promise. And it's nice to put a name to the face. Wait, not face. Review. Nice to put a name to the review. :)

FavFan: Yeah, I wanted to do that too, but I needed to bring in the cats and I didn't want the rest of them to just stand around, so they had to leave the room. :)

FireWood123: Now, that right there is something I would never have thought of. I may have to steal that at some point. :) Perhaps Percy could also use a bit of an ego check... Mwah ha ha ha ha ha! :)

the Bass Beast: Oh, it's totally fine, but thank you so much! Percy is a total badass, but somehow people who don't know him well always forget that. Go figure. Anyways, thanks for reviewing! Enjoy this chapter. :)

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Wally and I got up to the Cortex just in time to see Cisco pull up footage of the fire on screen. Kara was right. It was big. Big was also the understatement of the year. The fire had engulfed several apartment buildings and firefighters had yet to show up. A few people were able to struggle out of the building, but I had a feeling there were a lot more inside.

"We can take care of this." Jesse gestured loosely to Barry and Wally. "It's our city, after all."

"Well, if it's the cats, we'll actually need the help," Barry admitted.

Jesse frowned. "They're cats. How dangerous can they be?"

"Let's see," I started counting off on my fingers. "They turn into skeleton cats five times their size, breathe fire, and multiply if you try to kill them, which is really the only way to get rid of them."

Jesse paused for a moment. "Why don't we just throw them in the Pipeline?"

The rest of us looked at her for a moment and then at each other, like, How did we not think of this before?

"And this," Wally grinned putting an arm around her, "is why she's a genius."

"Um, guys?" Kara interjected. "I hate to interrupt, but the fire is still burning and the cats are getting farther away, so…"

Oliver nodded. "Kara's right. Let's head out."

The sound of crackling lightning echoed throughout the room for a brief moment as Barry grabbed me, Kara grabbed Oliver, and Jesse and Wally ran out the door.

On our way to the fire, we passed the fire truck heading to the scene. I had to resist the urge to yell, "Ha ha, slowpokes!" But then I looked back towards the fire and realized we were going to need all the help we could get, especially since we'd have to split up. Some people taking care of the fire, and the rest trying to contain the cats.

We were almost there when Barry stopped for some reason. "What?" I demanded as he set me back on my feet. Kara and Jesse had already passed us. Then I saw why we had stopped.

Wally was a little ways behind us and was getting slammed into walls by...nothing. Barry looked at me like, Please tell me that's you. I shook my head and raised my hands in the air. "It's not me, man!"

If I'm honest, I probably would've been okay with just standing there watching Wally's antics and trying to figure out what was happening, but after Wally was slammed into a car, Barry stepped in.

He sped forward until he stood in front of Wally, who was now on the ground.

"Wally?" he asked. When he didn't get an answer, he repeated himself, this time more firmly. "Wally." Mac n' Cheese finally seemed to acknowledge Barry's presence and started scrambling to his feet, his boots slipping on the little pieces of glass beneath him. "What's going on?"

"Where'd he go?" Wally demanded without answering.

"Who?"

Wally spoke again, more desperately this time. "Where is he?"

"Hey," I cut in from a few feet away, "you know we can't tell you where 'he' is if you don't tell us who it is we're looking for, right?"

Daffodil's eyes darted back and forth between Barry and I. "Savitar," he breathed.

Barry sighed, like he was resigning himself to his fate. I, however, took a different approach. "Ugh," I groaned. "Because that's all we need right now. A power hungry speed god that wants to kill your fiance." I gestured towards Barry. He glared at me like, Not now.

"We're gonna talk about this," he promised Wally, "as soon as we get back to STAR. But we have a situation to deal with first." I could tell it was bothering him a lot, but Barry turned away from Wally and tried to focus on the fire again. "Go back to the labs. We'll meet you there," he commanded Wally over his shoulder. Wally started to protest, but Barry cut him off. "You're a liability. Go back."

Wally looked like he wanted to protest more, but turned back and raced off. Barry sped forward and carried me towards the fire in a burst of light before I could talk to him. I had a pretty good idea of what he was feeling. My fatal flaw wasn't loyalty for nothing, you know. Barry and I have a lot in common in some ways. He feels responsible for the safety of all his friends and family, just like I do. And to have someone as important to him as Iris being threatened… Well, let me just tell you if I was in his position, I'd probably be blowing up parking lots in Rome from a warship in the sky. Hypothetically.

Anyways, Kara, Jesse, and Oliver had done a good job with the fire. By the time Barry skidded to a stop, all that was left now were a few small blazes, and the firemen were handling those easily. Oh, and the not-so-small army of evil meta-skele-cats.

Jesse zipped toward us. "About time. Where's Wally?"

Barry cleared his throat. "I, uh, sent him back to STAR."

Jesse frowned. I could tell she wanted to ask why, but she seemed to get that there were other things we needed to worry about. "Okay. Basically, Kara and I have been taking these guys back to STAR and throwing them in the Pipeline. Oliver...well, he's been trying to make sure they don't get away before we can finish."

"Got it," Barry nodded. Then he raced away, his lightning trailing him like a lovesick puppy. Hey, that was a pretty good simile! Note to self: give self high five.

Jesse scanned me up and down. "Um, what are you going to do?"

I gave her a crooked smile. "I'm the son of Poseidon." Jesse grimaced as I reminded her of that piece of information. I always forget how weird it is for people the first time they meet me. "I think I can figure something out."

She shrugged before running off again, grabbing another armful of cats to take back to STAR Labs. I surveyed the scene as quickly as I could.

Cats were running everywhere. Oliver was doing his best to keep them in one area. Unfortunately, with his bow and arrow making them multiply, the best he could do was zipline around with those handy-dandy arrows of his and kick them back into line. So far, it had been working, but even the Queen of Archers (sorry, I love that one) has limits. Of course, I do too, but those limits had been redefined lately.

I made the water pipes under the street explode, causing huge geysers of water pop off manhole covers and shoot into the air. As the water came crashing back down, I created a pen of sorts with it, hemming all the cats inside. A few tried to walk through it, but recoiled, hissing, as soon as their paws broke the surface.

Oliver nodded once in my direction in thanks. "How long can you hold them there?" he shouted over the roaring water.

I shrugged. "I'm actually not sure. A while ago? Maybe half an hour to forty-five minutes, if I really pushed myself. I'm guessing it's more now."

"As long as you give Supergirl and the speedsters enough time to get them all in cells."

"I think I can manage that." Our conversation died as I focused my attention on keeping up the watery pen.

More and more cats were disappearing from the cage as streaks of lightning and whooshes of air came and went. A few times, one of them would change into their skeletal form and just walk through the wall, but Oliver would throw them back in. Thankfully, even though the cats all looked alike and attacked at the same time, they weren't very good at learning from one another, so only a few tried to escape.

The rest of the cats simply backed away from the edges of their cage, sat down, and started meowing. Very loudly. Actually, if I didn't know better, I would've sworn they were trying to meow "Amazing Grace".

Finally, all the cats were gone. The speedsters had come back to give Oliver and I a ride, which was nice, considering last time I was left behind. Yeah, that's right Mac n' Cheese. I'm still bitter. Bitter like a lemon.

Back at the labs, Caitlin and Cisco were catching Jesse up on what we had done to stop the cats so far, and she was looking more and more confused with every word they said. I don't blame her. She's one of those people who likes to think things through, and in this case she has to process a whole other world filled with pagan gods and evil kitties that multiply every time you try to kill them. I, however, was not confused at all. Mostly because I don't even try to think this kind of stuff through anymore.

"But why didn't they multiply when you threw them off the cliff? Obviously some survived, but the ones who died didn't multiply. If we can figure out how to replicate those results, we can stop them for good," Jesse stated.

"Later," Barry said in a low voice, standing from his position on the ramp leading to the med bay. He stalked towards Wally and demanded, "Was this the first time you saw him?"

Caitlin frowned. "Wait, saw who?"

Wally was sitting in one of the swivel chairs, refusing to meet Barry's or Caitlin's eyes. "Savitar."

"Not possible," Cisco laughed. "I mean, we threw the stone into the Speed Force. There's no way anyone could've found it and taken it back out, not even a speedster."

"I saw him," Wally insisted, finally looking up. Caitlin dragged him into their mini med bay and started doing all kinds of tests. I'd tell you what they were, but ah, I had no idea. All I saw was some kind of red light being shined in his eyes. "I feel fine," he insisted.

I narrowed my eyes. "Are you guys totally sure this guy isn't a real god?" They all turned to stare at me like, Why have you gone over to the Dark Side? I put my hands in the air defensively. "I'm just saying, gods will do that sometimes. They'll reveal themselves to one person and not to others."

"He's not a god," Barry argued.

"Um, Oliver," Kara inserted all of a sudden, "why don't we go get some food?"

"Yeah," Oliver agreed. "Percy, are you coming?" Their tones made it clear they thought we should leave before things got too personal.

"Actually," HR spoke up, "I think Percy should stay here. Even if Savitar isn't a true god, he certainly thinks he is. And I'm guessing Percy is an expert when it comes to how a god behaves."

I nodded. "Yeah, I'll stay."

"I called Joe and Iris," Caitlin informed the room as Kara and Oliver left. "They'll be here soon. I tried to reach Julian, but I think his cell's dead."

"Wally, how long has this been going on?" Jesse asked softly.

Wally lifted his hands helplessly. "Like, a week?" Barry laughed softly without any humor. It was more in disbelief.

"Why wouldn't you say anything sooner?" I asked pointedly.

"Because," Wally tried to explain. "I didn't know what this was. I thought that this was just maybe in my head. You know? I wasn't looking at it like I was keeping it to myself."

"That's exactly what you did though, Wally," Barry pointed out harshly. "You did keep it to yourself. And with Savitar, that's not something we can do. This is Iris's life we're talking about!"

Obviously close to tears, Wally quietly replied, "Yes, I know that."

"Do you though, Wally?" Barry questioned.

"Yes!" Wally fired back angrily.

"Alright, alright, both of you back off," I insisted. They broke eye contact (angrily) and started looking anywhere but at each other.

"So…" Jesse cleared her throat, "Wally, up until now, you only saw him, right?"

"Yeah. This was the first time it was physical."

All of a sudden, Barry exploded. He stood up from his chair so fast, I was pretty sure he had used his speed. "He wasn't there," he stressed. "Okay? You weren't fighting him. He was messing with your head."

"Why don't I run a brain scan on him?" Caitlin suggested. "We can see if he's been affected similarly to Julian."

"Yeah, why don't we do that? Wally shouldn't be in here anyway." Barry ran a hand through his already messed up hair, obviously trying to calm himself down.

"What?" Wally demanded.

"Barry, he knows he messed up," Cisco interjected.

"That's not what this is about, okay? Look, it's if Savitar's using Wally the same way he used Julian, how do we know he's not spying on us through Wally right now?" Wally gave a disbelieving snort. "Wally, we don't know how this works. How do we know he can't see and hear everything we're doing? Look, you're out."

"I'm out?" Wally growled.

"I'm sorry, Wally."

"Yeah, you don't sound real sorry."

"Alright, fellas, let's take a quick ten," HR interrupted. "We're all still the 'Four Amigos' here, right?" Seeing everyone's blank looks he continued, "What? You don't have that movie on this Earth?"

Wally took advantage of everyone's momentary distraction and left the building in a burst of wind.

"I'll go talk to him," Jesse offered before following.

"And I'll," I grabbed one of Barry's arms, "talk to you."

I dragged him out into the hallway outside the Cortex before I started talking. "Barry, you've got to calm down."

He scoffed. "Iris could've died in the time it took him to say something."

"Yeah, and he gets that," I reminded him. "Iris is his sister, right? He doesn't want to see her die. And you need your team now more than ever. Listen, I get it. You feel like keeping secrets is the wrong thing to do right now - and it is - but everyone has secrets. That's never going to change."

"Oh, you get it, huh?" Barry sneered. "Yeah, you get it so well. Because the love of your life has been given a death sentence. Because all your loved ones have been threatened at the same time."

I took a deep, calming breath. "You're upset. I get that. But you really better watch what you say to me, buddy."

"Behold, the great Percy Jackson," Barry continued without listening to me. "Living in his happy little summer camp with all his friends and a private beach. Oh, his life has been so hard! You are just a kid," he stressed. "Me? I live in the adult world."

Now, I'm normally a pretty even-keeled guy. I can take insults when it comes to the mortal side of my life. But ah, not so much when it comes to the other side. My family and I have through too much for that. The time for yoga-caliber breathing was over.

"Did you just zone out when I talked to you about my life last year?" I snarled. "I have fought in two wars. One when I was fifteen. I led the war at fifteen. So yeah, I might be a few years younger than you, but don't you dare tell me that I don't live in the adult world and that I'm as harmless as a bunny rabbit, because I can kill you where you stand. Never forget that, and never insult my family ever again."

By the time I was done, I felt a little less angry. Barry opened his mouth the retort, but at that moment, Joe and Iris showed up.

"Are we...interrupting something?" Iris asked tentatively.

"No," I responded. "But there's something you should know."

DON'T LEAVE THERE'S A MINI STORY BELOW!

Okay, sorry, just one more little blurb and then I'll let you read the bonus. Okay, so this is what Ranger wanted me to tell you earlier. A long, long time ago, when I was still writing "Where's the Starbucks?" and planning out this story, I had an idea. What if Barry went to visit Percy after creating Flashpoint and discovered things were different than they had been before? Now, logically, I know this wouldn't happen, since alternate earths wouldn't be affected by changes made to the timeline, but it's a fun concept. So I wrote this. And then Earth X came along. Just...just read it. You'll see what I mean. You happy Ranger?!

Barry was happy.

Ever since he went back in time, saved his mother, and created Flashpoint, he had felt so free. But he was gradually getting curious about how the changes he made to the timeline had affected his friends on other earths.

As far as he could tell, they were better off in this timeline. There was no Zoom, so Harry, Jesse, and Jay hadn't had to deal with him. But there was one person he wasn't totally sure about: Percy Jackson.

From what Barry had learned about Percy, Percy's life was not that great. Actually, that was an understatement. At times, it downright sucked. But maybe Flashpoint had erased some of the bad stuff.

That was why he decided to visit Earth-12.

He knew technically, nothing should be different over there because it was an alternate earth. At least he would be able to tell Percy and Annabeth about how he defeated Zoom and saved his mother. It was difficult to get to an alternate earth without any help, but Barry was faster now. After a few failed attempts, Barry finally managed it.

He exited the breach in the same place as when he helped Percy and Annabeth get back home and took the route he vaguely remembered using to get to their camp. Once he could see the camp, he increased his speed, eager to get there. It was only then he remembered the magical border that kept non-demigods outside of the camp.

But it was too late to turn. Barry braced himself for impact, but ran through without any sort of resistance. What? Where'd the barrier go? Not that he was really complaining, but… Percy and Annabeth had told him that the barrier protected them. If it was gone, what did that mean for Camp Half-Blood?

Barry skidded to halt before he could run over the strawberry fields, as that would most likely destroy them. Suddenly, the campers, who had been peacefully going about their activities before, turned to him, weapons raised. Then, one of them shouted at the top of their lungs, "Eindringling! Eindringling im Lager!"

He had just enough time to wonder, What the heck?! That was basically as far as he got though, because soon after he was completely surrounded by campers with their weapons all pointed at him. They looked scarily calm, which Barry supposed had something to do with the fact that he was one person and not an entire army. Well, as far as they knew he wasn't.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," he said out loud. "I get it, you don't like it when people come into your camp. Would you relax? I'm here to see Percy and Annabeth."

One of the campers, who Barry remembered Percy and Annabeth addressing as Leo, stepped forward and threatened him with a fireball as he growled, "Warum sprichst du nicht die richtige Sprache?"

Barry frowned. "What is that, German? Why can't any of you talk?"

The double doors to the largest building on the property, really just a big house, swung open. Two campers held it open at attention for two more. They were a boy and a girl; the boy had dark messy hair and the girly curly blonde hair.

The two that came walking out of the door were figures Barry recognized: Percy and Annabeth. As they approached the little circle of campers, everyone stood at attention, weapons at their sides. Leo put away his fireball. The circle of campers automatically parted for Percy and Annabeth as soon as they were close enough.

"Hey guys," Barry called as they stood watching him. They didn't acknowledge Barry and stared at him with suspicious and cold looks. The expression on Percy's face was especially unnerving. Barry knew the guy was powerful and had been through a lot, but Percy was normally a pretty happy guy. Seeing him unfriendly and suspicious was just...strange.

Neither Percy nor Annabeth responded. Annabeth turned to Leo, reluctantly moving her eyes away from Barry's. "Bericht."

Leo started speaking rapidly in the same language, which was definitely sounding more and more like German. Percy merely stared at Barry with unblinking sea green eyes.

Finally, when Leo was done with whatever he was saying, Percy spoke. "He says zat you refuse to schpeak in anysing but Englisch."

"Um, yeah. I just came here to visit you and Annabeth. I wanted to see how you guys were doing."

Percy, Annabeth, and all the other campers stiffened.

"How is it you know our names?" Annabeth demanded. "Vee haf nefar seen you before."

Barry face-palmed and muttered, "Should've known. I erased our meeting. Look," he continued in a louder tone, "You don't remember meeting me, but we have met."

"Vee haf not," Annabeth insisted. Then she muttered to her boyfriend, "Zis is zee crasiest von vee haf efar gotten srough here."

"Okay, what is with your accents? This is the USA, not Germany."

"Vrong," Percy corrected immediately. "Zis is the zee USH. United Sctates of Hitler. Zee United Schtates of America fell decades ago."

"You mean...the Nazis won World War II?"

"Zis is common knowledge," Annabeth scoffed. "Vhy else vould zey haf redesigned zee Statue of Liberty?" Although Barry didn't know it, not far from where he stood, the remodeled statue stood with a swastika in one hand and the other performing the Nazi salute.

Barry blinked, trying to process this information. "And...is that why the border's gone?"

"Oh, zat?" Percy laughed. "Ve had it taken dovn years ago. It vould haf made us veak. After all, zat centaur vanted to keep ze border, but if you had seen us zen!" He laughed again. "Ve vere all veak and sheltered. Zat is vhy my Annabes and I kicked him out. Vithout his purpose, he soon faded avay. Now ve are schtrong! No monster vill dare schtand againscht us!"

The campers cheered, raising their weapons in the air.

"Aligning ourselfes vith Kronos vas von of our best decisions," Annabeth nodded. "Ven ze Romans tried to attack, ve deschtroyed zem vith his help. Now, Kronos has taken control in ze government and gifen us ze chance to rule ourselfes."

"But, tell us, intruder," Percy cut in, "vhy schould ve schpare your life?"

"That's it; I'm outta here." Barry took off, running back to his own earth, where things at least made a little more sense.

So, yeah. I kinda created my own version of Earth X before they announced the crossover. Oops.