I DON'T OWN ANYTHING. Thank you to the guest who gave me the idea of a Sue bleeding rainbows.
Rachel and Annabeth turned around. Thalia had mysteriously disappeared for the sake of the story. Piper, daughter of Aphrodite, was standing there. During the OOC disease, Piper had become strangely schizophrenic. Sometimes she was very very kind and open to everyone. Sometimes she was slutty and rude and bitchy, which shall not be further explained, because of the author's utter disregard for Character Development.
"I'm sorry, did I just see you kill Speshul Snowflake? The ever amazing Speshul Snowflake? The daughter of Artemis who's pretty enough to be a daughter of Aphrodite who Jason has a crush on but who somehow doesn't offend me at all?" Bitchy!Piper demanded. Suddenly, she switched to Kind!Piper. "Is that a puddle of rainbows? OMG, guys! Thanks for making that puddle of rainbows for me! You know how much I love rainbows." She switched back to Bitchy!Piper. "You morons. I can't believe that you killed Speshul. And eew! You turned her into a puddle of disgusting rainbows! Next you'll be going after Jason!"
"I'm the Oracle. I don't date," objected Rachel.
"I'm dating Percy," Annabeth said.
"NEXT YOU'LL BE GOING AFTER JASON!" Screamed Bitchy!Piper.
"Let's just kill her," suggested Rachel. "We can't have any witnesses, and she's annoying."
"The author won't tolerate the killing of canon characters," Annabeth said.
"Damn."
"Look, Piper," Annabeth said. "We need to kill off the Sues. We won't kill you. In fact, we'll help you by removing all competition for Jason."
Piper considered the loss of life for a millisecond. "That's a worthy cause."
"Alright. So we're killing Kry'stal Ra'vyn Lothlyri'an Valar'wyn next, because the author was out of inspirations since no one requested another Sue to kill. She's another one in the Goth line of Sues, the ones with horrible past who normally get with Nico."
Kry'stal Ra'vyn Lothlyri'an Valar'wyn was alone, utterly alone. The bruises, on her back where no one could see them, throbbed. "Why does no one love me?" She wailed in a sexy manner. "Why does no one care about me other than everyone at Camp Half-Blood?"
Beautiful, diamond-like tears fell from her lovely, purple-green eyes with silver and gold tints. She had run away from home because her parents didn't love her. If they loved her, than they would let her play her music all the way up while the baby was sleeping! They wouldn't make her do the dishes or take out the trash! Cruel, cruel world…the one person who had ever loved her was Legolas Greenleaf, but she hadn't seen him in a long time. He could've been killed by orcs, for all she knew…and she would never see her beloved again.
#6. Don't bring in any other fandoms unless you've already explained that your story is a crossover.
Rachel, Annabeth, and Piper walked up to Kry'stal Ra'vyn…actually, we're just going to call her Krysty right now…but before they could say anything to her, they felt themselves being lifted off of the ground. Krysty stood up holding a knife—"Is that my knife? The one I lost in Tartarus?" Annabeth demanded.
Krysty said in a very Goth manner, "You're going to kill me. I guess that I'm going to have to kill you first."
There was no Thalia coming to their rescue now, so Annabeth started her favorite method of doing anything—talking.
"So, Kry'stal—actually, can I call you Krysty? What's up?"
"I know what you're thinking," said Krysty. "Because in addition to being phycokinectic, controlling all four elements, a master archer, and being able to talk to animals, I'm psychic. You're thinking that Krysty doesn't have anyone who loves her, and therefore she needs to die. Well, you're right, no one loves me. Except for my amazing boyfriend, Legolas Greenleaf. But I am not going to die. I'm going to kill you actually, because…" here she paused, not knowing what her reason was for killing them. "Because you annoy me." She slowly raised her knife to Rachel's neck.
The wheels in Annabeth's head started turning. There weren't any plot holes to push Krysty through, and anyway, Annabeth couldn't move her arms. But what Krysty had said had made no sense.
"Your boyfriend is Legolas from Lord of the Rings? You do realize that this is the Percy Jackson fandom, right?" Annabeth asked.
Krysty paused, her knife millimeters away from Rachel's skin. "Yes, I do. Why wouldn't I?"
"So you do know that this is the Percy Jackson fandom," Annabeth said desperately. "Well, who's your godly parent?"
A patch of acne suddenly broke out on Krysty's otherwise perfect, pale skin. "Well, my godly parent is…um…Hera?"
"Hera would never have children with a mortal. She's the goddess of marriage," Annabeth said.
The black nail polish on Krysty's fingers instantly chipped. "Well, who's going to uphold that rule? There's about fifty daughters of Artemis and Hestia running around."
It seemed that Krysty was one of the smarter Sues. Krysty put her knife against Rachel's neck. Annabeth looked hard at Krysty, trying to find her flaws.
"I see that your hair is long and black today," said Annabeth. "Yesterday it was curly and blond. And on Wednesday, it was wavy and red. On Tuesday, you had a brown pixie cut. And who has 'lovely, purple-green eyes with silver and gold tints?' You seriously need to rethink your bio."
Throughout her tangent, Krysty was slowly deteriorating. First, she developed more pimples. Then, her lips went from vibrant red to a light pink. Her eyes turned a regular brown, and her hair became mousy. She got some freckles, and a bad sunburn. Her nose became more pointed, until she looked…exactly like a regular female teenager.
"Just as I thought," said Annabeth. "She's a self-insert."
"What have you done to me?" Krysty shakily demanded.
"Let's send her back to the Lord of the Rings universe," said Rachel. "It'll make everything easier."
Piper suddenly became Nice!Piper. "I'll charmspeak her!"
Annabeth resisted the urge to yell, "duh!"
Nice!Piper became Bitchy!Piper. "I banish you to whence you came, you demonic beast! You shall never harm Jiper again!"
With a poof of pink glitter, Kry'stal Ra'vyn Lothlyri'an Valar'wyn disappeared.
It was a lovely day on Middle-Earth. Legolas and his group of hunters journeyed through the woods. Suddenly, a beautiful young girl wearing all black came out of nowhere. "My name is Kry'stal Ra'vyn Lothlyri'an Valar'wyn!" she yelled. Legolas heard "Goo gump lar snarl hiss!"
"My beloved Legolas!" the girl wearing black said beautifully. She proceeded to hug him.
"Krysty!" Legolas exclaimed. "I love you. Will you marry…"
BOOM! Suddenly, the elves were infused with logic. Legolas now looked terrified. In the PJO fandom, she was beautiful, but in the Lord of the Rings fandom, she looked…rather like an orc, wearing the skin of another orc. What Legolas had heard was obviously some variant on Black Speech. And she had briefly made him fall in love with her! "Some foul variation of Orc!" Legolas said in Elvish. "We shall take it in for questioning. Subdue it!"
Another elf knocked Krysty out. The hunting group dragged her body through the woods, back to the palace of Thranduil.
"Well that was lovely!" Annabeth exclaimed. "On to the next Sue!"
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