Chapter 9
A Final Farewell
"Woah, Woah, Woah…" Percy stood up, "What do you mean you're leaving?"
"I didn't think you would be this stupid, Salt Breath," Tempest said, not amused, "I said I was leaving."
"Well, where are you going?" Percy said, crossing his arms. Tempest shrugged with his arms crossed.
"Confidential." He said. He let out a sigh just as Percy was about to blow up. "Seriously though, I can't tell you. But I can promise to visit."
"You'd probably should or Percy will run around the globe looking for you." Grover chuckled nervously, eyes closed and a hand on his neck. Annabeth sat in the back, fiddling with a bottle.
"So, when are you leaving?" Percy asked, calmed down a bit.
"Oh, I don't know," Tempest shrugged, flipping down his helmet, "The middle of the night?... By the way, isn't it almost bedtime?"
Percy turned to look at the clock before running out of the house, exclaiming "Oh shoot!" As he exited the building in a hurry.
"H-hey! Percy!" Grover went with him, leaving Tempest and Annabeth alone.
"I already explained what the contents of that bottle does. It's a precaution." Tempest told Annabeth as she got up.
"I know that, Armour face." She said, making Tempest flinch at the nickname.
"Heh, yeah. Don't break it," he said just as Annabeth left the room. Chiron caught before it could close completely.
"I thought I would find you here," the old centaur said with a smile, "It's an honour to house a Keybearer in this camp."
"It's no secret, is it anymore?" Tempest snorted good-naturedly. "I assume you know that I'm leaving?"
"Indeed," Something flew through the air, which Tempest caught. Taking a look, he discovered the object was a clay bead with a trident carved into its surface and inked a navy blue.
"Keep it," Chiron said just before Tempest could respond. "A memento of your time here."
"...Thanks," Tempest said, untying the knot on Chris' old pendant and slipping it onto the bare side of the metal dragon.
"I believe now is time to leave. I would be wary of the harpies when you exit the building." Chiron said.
"Gotcha," Tempest said, pushing open the door.
"Farwell," And he exited the building, as was now on the porch.
He remembered that day when he had brought those two onto the porch and how he thought he was going to regret that decision.
'I guess I was wrong,' He mused silently, stepping out onto the grass. The stars were shining that night, the sky clear with no trace of a coming war.
Slipping on the pendant, he donned his wings, the silvery feathers spreading open as he bent down.
If one were to look, it would look like a comet took off from earth, its tail a silver colour as it broke the sound barrier and rocketed into space. Soon it was nothing but another star in the sky, though unwavering in its goal.
A/N: I'm going to use this sorry excuse of a chapter to clear some things up. But first:
-dragora7747: Thank you for the review! Some of Chris' diary entries will have references to either future worlds or just little cameos. As for where this story will go... read on if you will.
Now, back to the topic on hand.
I already have the next world planned but I'm still uncertain about how it will be received. After all, the book turned movie I will be using for the next world isn't very well known. So, I hope to don't take the next world too badly.
Also, I will be moving this fic from KHxPJO to KHx x-overs. Hope you guys don't mind.
Do you guys want a name?
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Okay, just a hint.
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OWLS
"What the Honest fu-"
~Storm
p.s. chrisissuperimmaturewhenleavingmessagestohimself.