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Anyhoo, here's chapter fourteen. Thanks for the reviews! Love you guys!

Disclaimer: No matter HOW many times I ask Santa, he won't give me PJO, so no, I do not own. Curse you Santa! I also don't own any song mentioned in this chapter.

Leo was sitting on a bed with a red blanket, singing "Just Can't Wait to be King" under his breath, staring at the ceiling, when his window creaked open. His hand was still bandaged.

Anni climbed in and landed on his bed. Leo glanced at her and raised an eyebrow.

"You know, just because we live next door to each other now doesn't mean you can just climb through my window. See, there are these two new contraptions. Their called a front door and a doorbell." He remarked conversationally.

Anni rolled her eyes.

"Look, Anni, if you've discovered another musician, I'm happy for you, but can I see it later?" Leo continued. Anni poked him.

"You know you liked Taylor Swift. And no, this is not another musician. I" she drew herself up "being the amazing person I am, managed to find pictures of the school uniform we will have to wear tomorrow."

She shoved a piece of paper in Leo's face.

"Look at this. Look. We have to wear ties. And vests. I have to wear a skirt." Anni shuddered. "And Mary Janes. What even are Mary Janes?" She sighed dramatically and flopped against the wall.

Leo reached over and poked her shoulder. "We'll be fine. You're Annaliese-freakin-Brown. You'll do just fine." Anni looked over and smiled at him.

"Thanks Leo." Her expression changed to playfully serious. "But if you ever call me that again, I will rearrange your face."

Leo grinned innocently. "Call you what? Annaliese?"

Anni narrowed her eyes. "Oh it's on."

She launched herself at Leo. They fell off the bed and tussled on the floor for a minute before Leo caught Anni in a headlock.

The memory ended like that, with Leo grinning down at Anni, who was playfully scowling at him. Before the demigods could ask any questions however, Leo pressed his finger to his lips.

"Watch." He said softly, grinning.

They all obediently did so and burst out laughing as the next memory began

Leo was walking the very clean-looking halls of a school looking extremely uncomfortable. He was wearing a white button-down shirt and a yellow vest, which had an embroidered crest on the right side of the chest. Around his neck was a yellow-and-navy-blue striped tie. He wore dark blue slacks and black shoes.

Judging from the impeccable uniforms of the other boys in the hall, Leo was not wearing his the way he was supposed to. His tie was loose and not tucked into the vest, the buttons of which were buttoned out of order. His shirt had the top button undone and was half tucked in the slacks, which were wrinkled slightly. The cuffs weren't buttoned either, one side of his collar stuck up, and his shoes looked slightly scuffed. All in all, Leo looked like he had woken up and gotten dressed about five seconds before school had started, his perpetually untidy curls adding to the impression. He carried his school bag over his shoulder and was looking around furtively.

Back on the Argo 2, Leo drew himself up in mock anger as the rest of the seven laughed at him in his ridiculous uniform.

"You think I look funny?" he grinned. "Wait till you see what Anni did."

"Leo!" Anni called, running up to him.

She was most definitely not wearing her uniform correctly. She was wearing the same white button down, yellow vest, and tie as Leo, but instead of looking like she had just rolled out of bed, Anni looked like she was deliberately trying to piss off every teacher in the school.

Her shirt was untucked, her sleeves were unbuttoned and rolled up to her elbows, and her vest was unbuttoned as well. Her blonde hair had clearly been carefully combed into a sleek ponytail, but she had tied the tie around her head like a headband, letting the ends dangle. She was wearing a pleated dark blue skirt instead of slacks, but instead of the white knee socks and black Mary Janes the other girls in the hall were wearing, she was wearing neon pink knee socks patterned with purple hearts and black Converse in place of the Mary Janes. She was swinging her bag carelessly and skipping, ignoring the looks other kids sent her. Leo looked down for a second before raising his eyebrow at her.

"I thought you hated pink." He said. Anni shrugged.

'They were the brightest ones I could find, and there is no way in hell I was wearing white socks." A bell rang and they both simultaneously groaned.

"See you at lunch, I guess." Anni told him, sending him a grin before she walked off, presumably towards her class.

(I should probably clarify age. They are both nine, just around the corner from ten. All the previous memories happened over a period of several months)

Leo groaned and headed off after her, before a sound behind him caused him to pause and turn.

The sound was an older boy bumping into another kid. The strangest thing about the older boy was that he wasn't wearing a uniform: he was wearing a black hoodie and blue jeans, his sandy blonde hair tousled and slightly too, much like Leo's curls. He was carrying what appeared to be a baseball bat, held out at a weird angle, both of his hands curled around the grip. Than Leo blinked, and for just a second, the bat transformed into a sword, glowing bronze. Leo did a double take, but the mysterious boy ducked down a hallway and was gone.

Leo pivoted and headed after him.

He followed the strange boy down several more halls before he turned a corner… and the boy wasn't there. Leo blinked, looked around, took a few cautious steps forward…

Only to have a hand shoot out from a nearby janitors closet, closing around his collar. With a yelp, Leo was yanked back into the closet and pressed against the wall. He struggled: his time on the streets had made him lean and time with the gang had made him strong, but whoever had yanked him in there was stronger than him, and he was pinned. Then his captor flicked on the light.

It was the strange boy. Beneath his black hoodie he wore an orange T-shirt with black writing on it, spelling out Camp Half-Blood. He looked to be about seventeen. His blue eyes bored into Leo's, his lip half lifted in a snarl, the point of his sword pointed right at Leo's stomach. The sight of the sword made Leo grow still.

Annabeth yelped, pressing her hand to her mouth, her eyes fixed on the image of the boy. Percy gaped as well.

"No way." He gasped. "That is not possible."

Everyone gave them weird looks.

"What isn't possible?" Leo asked.

"There is no way." Percy muttered. He looked over at Annabeth with a worried face. Annabeth's eyes were fixed on the frozen image of the boy, her voice barely qualifying as a whisper behind her hand.

"Luke?"

CLIFFHANGER! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(does my best Megamind laugh)