Ok, so, this is my first crossover! Ok, so, I decided to get a bit cheesy and make it a Percy Jackson/Twilight sort of thing. It will involve me as the main character, and I've already been claimed by Hestia.
Back-story: I came when I was 9 because my step-dad ditched me when we were on a road trip and I stopped to use the bathroom, blah blah blah… then Percy fond me stumbling around in the cold and took me to camp, etc. etc. etc. And they all lived happily ever after! Until now. See, the plot of this is that Jacob Black is my third cousin or something, and Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Nico, and I are going to Washington because there's something wrong wit that state (no offense to people from Washington). And when I see my third cousin whom I haven't seen since I was 6, its all like, "Oh wow you've changed so much!" And there we go on the whole "oh you're a werewolf and I'm a demigod!" thing.
EXTREMELY cheesy, warning you now. Fyi, in this fanfic, I'm 15. I think that Jacob is like.. 16? Yeah, I think that's right. Percy and all the other are the same age as me… yeah yeah Nico got older, big deal.
REALLY REALY SORRY ABOUT THE FREAKISHLY LONG AN!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or Twilight
By the way this is pretty OOC (out of character)
CHAPTER ONE: WE ALMOST GET KIDNAPPED BY THE UNKNOWN-MONSTER-INFESTED CASHCAB
"Oh my gods! I have been waiting in this line for an hour!" I yelled. Nico groaned.
"Oh would you stop complaining? If we want to get tickets this soon before the trip, this is the only way," Nico grumbled. We were buying train tickets (Percy couldn't fly because of his issue with Zeus) to go to Washington. According to Grover's satyrs, there was something bad going on there. One of the satyrs that had been at Port Angeles High School reported some really bad stuff… like monsters in the entire school.
I figured that if it was that bad, either people there had a mental issues of stupidity, or it was a seriously false alarm. I hoped for the false alarm option. Nico and I stood there for about 15 more minutes. I got so bored after that I tried to make conversation.
"So, uh… how's life been?" I asked awkwardly. He stared at me. I quickly turned my head away. Conversation making: epic failure. Big surprise. Luckily, we were next in line. The man at the counter looked tired, and that he had been drinking too much coffee to stay awake.
"How can I help you kids?" he asked, not very politely. I made a face. He didn't seem to notice, and if he did, he didn't care.
"Yeah, uh, we need 5 Amtrak tickets to Port Angeles, Washington, please sire," Nico said. The man grumbled something about rich kids, then added up the total on the register.
Each ticket costs $78.00, because we got those little room things with those super-uncomfortable Murphy mini-beds that fold down from the wall. We got a family-size; enough for 5 people, which is how many we had. I would be on the ground, and I was perfectly ok with that. Honestly, I wasn't too comfortable sleeping in the same room as males who weren't related to me.
But I would live. It was a 1.5 day train ride. I wish we could fly, but number 1: I would puke over everyone 2: if I didn't puke, I would kill everyone from complaining so much or 3: Zeus would blast us to bits because he had a grudge against Percy.
I don't know about you, but at the moment, I like living. The total came to about $310.00. I watched Nico as he dug out of his pocket three one hundred dollar bills and a twenty.
The man shrugged and took the money. He was slow getting the change. Nico shoved it in his pocket again, then handed me the tickets. The train would leave tomorrow. At 5 a.m.…. joy…. Which meant waking up at around 3 a.m. so we would be on time. Even more joyous.
We left the train station and began to walk around New York City.
"Nico, maybe we should call Argus to come pick us up," I suggested. He shook his head. "Remember the cell phone issue?"
I sighed. "I think I can manage, thanks…" I mumbled.
I pulled out my cell phone and cautiously turned it on. When the stupid little jingle went off, I was sure a horde of monsters would come bursting through a wall or something. I was relieved when no abnormally large, scary, or dangerous creatures appeared. I dialed Camp Half-blood's number. Chiron picked up the phone.
"Hello?" he asked nervously.
"Chiron! It's me and Nico, we could use a ride back to camp. It's an awful long walk from downtown New York," I replied.
"I'm afraid our van is out at the moment," he said sadly. You've got to be kidding me.
"Oh… well, I guess I'll walk then…" I mumbled, then hung up the phone. I sighed and looked at Nico.
"Looks like we're walking!" I said half-heartedly. He stared at me again.
"You do have money, don't you? We can take a cab!" I realized. He punched me in the arm.
"Oww…" I grumbled. He whistled an awesome taxicab kind of whistle you hear guys do in movies. About 10 seconds later, a yellow mini-van cab pulled up to the curb. Nico held the door open for me, and I shot him a weird look. He just shrugged. As we climbed in the back, the driver asked in some weird, unknown accent where we were going.
"Uh, Half-bl-" I tried to say. Nico covered my mouth.
"Long Island Strawberry Services," Nico said cautiously. (A/N: yeah I know that's now what it's called but I forgot the name so just roll with it).
The driver nodded. I was just about to thank Nico for keeping me from blowing our secret, when the ceiling exploded into disco lights. I stared at him and him at me.
"You're in the CashCab!" said the blonde driver. We stared at him like he had a second head.
"It's a TV game show that takes place right here in my taxi!" he explained. I looked at Nico.
"So, you guys wanna play?" the driver asked. I considered it. What dud we have to lose? Nico shrugged.
"I guess…" I replied. The driver smiled.
"Ok! You guys are headed to the Strawberry Services, which is about 56 blocks away from here, which means you have 56 blocks to earn money!"
We nodded.
"Question one for $25... This is the largest country in the world, and has the trait of being in both Asia and Europe," the driver said.
"Russia," I said before he had finished.
"Correct!" he said, and added $25 to our money won gage.
"Question 2 for another $25... In ancient Greek Mythology, he was the great hero who died from a wound to the heel," he said.
"Achilles," Nico said without hesitation. Another $25.
"Ok, now the questions are for $50, so it's going to be harder."
We shrugged. I was pretty much prepared for anything.
"In Roman mythology, he was the god of Love, and him Greek counterpart was Eros."
"Cupid," I replied simply. Nico smiled at me. Another $50 to our gage.
"Next question for $50... This is one of the world's smallest countries located it-between France and Spain."
I thought for a moment. Nico's brow was crossed in deep thought.
"Uh… just taking a guess here, but… Andorra?" I said nervously. The driver gave me a very serious look.
"Correct!" he yelled. I sighed in relief. We stopped at a red light behind a string of traffic.
"It's time for…. THE RED LIGHT CHALLENGE!" he told us. "In this challenge you have to name as many of one thing in a given category as you can within 30 seconds. Ready? The category is Greek Gods. You have to name at least 8 of them. GO!"
"Hestia," I said.
"Hades," Nico added.
"Zeus."
"Dionysus."
"Aphrodite."
"Poseidon."
"Apollo."
"Hermes."
"Hephaestus."
"Athena."
"Ares."
"Artemis."
"And Hera," I said as I named the final one. We still had 25 seconds left. He was astounded.
"Well, you kids did very well!" he said. But this was the 3rd question relating to Greek Mythology. It was like someone had set this up.
"Ok, this question's worth $100! In Greek Mythology, she was the Goddess of Rainbows, and-"
"Iris," I said. That was so easy for $100.
"Uh, excuse me sir, but why do you have so many questions about Greek Mythology?" I asked. He stared at us, then pulled over to the curb.
"I was testing to see if you were who I really thought you were," he said darkly. This was bad. Very, very bad. Suddenly, he lunged at my throat. His eyes became a glowing red. What the heck was he? I didn't remember anything in Greek mythology about a monster who pretended to be a cab driver with an awesome TV show. Nico tried to jab him with his sword, but it didn't make a dent. It just bounced harmlessly off his pale skin. (A/N: ok I know the CashCab driver isn't really a 'monster', but I got bored.) He smiled menacingly, showing a few razor-sharp teeth.
"What. The. Hestia," I said. Nico didn't stick around to find out what this guy was; he threw the door open so hard it almost broke off. I was quick to follow, but so was the driver. He put a hat and sunglasses on, and gloves. He had all of the skin except his face on his body covered. Where his face wasn't covered, I could have sworn he was shiny, maybe even sparkly. I highly doubted that, but, I also highly doubted the Greek Gods existed for a while, too. We kept running, but he was catching up unnaturally fast. Yup, if there had been any doubt, it was that he was NOT human. Luckily he had taken us all the way to the outskirts of town, so camp was only a few miles. I quickly paused to catch my breath, but Nico urged me on. I stopped him.
"What are we, mortals? Are you seriously forgetting that we're children of Gods?" I asked.
"Oh… right…" he replied stupidly. "But we should probably get a little farther away from the mortals first."
I had to agree to that. We went up the dirt road about 10 yards then stopped behind a tree. The guy followed us within seconds. He began to sniff the air. What the heck was he doing?
"I know you're here, kiddies…" he whispered. I held my breath. He turned and looked right at me, then charged. I held my ground, not moving a muscle. I thought of fire, raging fire. I stared at him intently, and I could feel my eyes glowing with power. Then he spontaneously combusted. Well, I guess it wasn't spontaneous since I caused it, but, same thing. The fire actually harmed him. He began to burn, and thick purple smoke hung in the air. I coughed and choked. It was toxic. Nico grabbed my arm and pulled me away from the cloud, his sleeve covering his face. I was coughing so much I even coughed out a small fireball. When we finally got to Half-Blood Hill, the cloud was following us. It was creeping ever-so-slowly, as if taunting anyone to stop it. I collapsed on the ground, coughing and choking. Nico ran up the hill to get help.
"HEY! Percy! Annabeth!" he yelled, then pointed at some random guy. "Go get Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase!"
The guy nodded and ran off to their cabins. I started to get up as the smoke got closer, but I was still coughing. I started to walk up the hill. Percy and Annabeth and Nico came running down to help me, when Percy saw the cloud of smoke.
"What… what is that?" he asked.
"It's the smoke from this guy I set on fire, but… he wasn't human and…" I coughed more. "He's making this toxic smoke. We have to keep it away from camp!"
I continued coughing. Percy ran to the Big House, and came back with a mid-air tidal wave following him. He hurled it at the smoke, hoping to "wash the air", as he put it. Unfortunately, the water mixed with the smoke somehow and became heavy. It began to creep along the ground, killing the grass. I told Percy to go get more water, because he would need to put out my fire. I stood up and tried to stop coughing for a moment. I concentrated, and the whole area of grass where the smoke was burst into flames. I controlled it to just where the smoke was, but fire was unpredictable. I was having difficulty. Percy suddenly came out with more water and drenched my fire. The smoke was still there. I got an idea.
"Maybe if we…" I coughed. "Go put out the body, the smoke will stop?"
Percy liked this idea. He wet to get more water, and I stayed with Nico and Annabeth. Nico could feel all the grass and all the insects dying. He has on his knees holding his head. When too many things died at once, he got a migraine. Annabeth was running to tell Chiron about the smoke. I stayed with Nico. Percy, Annabeth, and Chiron suddenly ran out of the house all at the same time. Percy had water, and Chiron had his bow in case of trouble.
Percy and I ran to where the smoke was coming from, with his face covered of course, but found the mortal fire fighters already there. There was nothing but a pile of sparkling ashes and the hat the driver had been wearing. Percy still had the water, but he quickly let it fall. Oops. That got the fire chief's attention. He turned towards us and scowled.
"What are you kids doing here? Do you know what started this fire?" he demanded. (A/N: I live next to the fire department, and the fire trucks are going out as I type.) Of course I had started the fire, and of course this was all my fault. But if I said that, a mountain of questions would arise.
"Oh, uh, we saw the smoke and decided to come investigate," I replied lamely.
"And uh, no sir, we don't know who started the fire," Percy said, shooting a suspicious glance at me. I ignored him. The chief looked down for a moment at the ashes.
"What kind of thing would burn like this…?" he thought out loud. We went back to camp and told the others that the fire department was on the scene. It was a relief, but we knew the weird stuff was just beginning.
Bella's POV:
Carlisle was staring out the window, his face in a deep scowl, his eyes lost in thought. According to him, a close friend of his had just been killed somewhere in New York. I didn't remember his name, but it seemed serious. One of his other vampire friends had been just about to talk to him; he had been about 2 blocks away, and had seen the whole thing. I'm pretty sure their names were Mark and Steven.
So, apparently, Mark was chasing two kids who looked to be about 15, because there was supposedly something not good about them. One was a boy with real dark black hair and dark eyes as well, with a black hoodie and jeans. He was dragging the shocked girl to make her keep up. She had pretty chocolate brown hair, but her eyes were a startling bright red with fear. But they weren't scary like those newborn vampires; they seemed like a calm fire, warm and cozy, but more blazing. She had on an orange shirt that said Camp Half-Blood, whatever that was, and shorts. She looked shocked and terrified.
Alice had seen it all and darn us a very vivid picture. We kept handing her more paper and she kept drawing. The kids stopped and were talking about Gods. What the heck? Then they ran behind a tree. Well Mark was obviously going to be able to sniff them out, but they looked baffled when they saw him sniffing. Hadn't they ever seen a vampire before? Oh, probably not. Mark finally sniffed them out and turned right to the girl. Her eyes looked crazy scared, but they were almost glowing. She closed her eyes, like she was concentrating. Then Mark burst into flames. She had a little sweat on her forehead, but she ran. The toxic purple smoke burning vampires make when you set them on fire was clogging up the air. She began to cough and cough. They ran up to a hill where she collapsed.
The boy ran up the hill and shouted for people named Percy and Annabeth. I saw a sign that said Camp Half-Blood. A boy and a girl suddenly came running up. The boy had black hair and shining green eyes, with a ballpoint pen clutched in his hand. Was that supposed to be his weapon? He uncapped it. Oh. A sword. Great. The girl pulled out a dagger. Wow, this was a violent camp.
The girl had curly blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. That was weird. But she was pretty. Then the weirdest thing happened. The guy ran into some huge house and came out with floating water… no, it was literally floating! He was controlling it! He concentrated, and the water attacked the smoke that hung in the air. Didn't he know anything? You don't get rid of smoke with water. Instead, it mixed and hung low to the ground. The brown-haired girl stepped up next. She focused again, and the grass combusted. It was alarming. Who were these people? Then the vision had ended.
Alice made it so vivid it was a little disturbing. I didn't know how a girl only 15 or a boy the same age could do that. And what had they said about gods? I couldn't believe this. I decided to go down to La Push and visit my best friend, Jacob Black. He was in really high spirits. When I pulled up in my ancient truck, he ran right out to me. He was so happy he didn't even grimace when I mentioned my vampire family. What could make him this happy? I wondered.
"So, Jake, you seem really happy today," I pointed out. He was smiling hugely.
"Yeah. See, my third cousin and her friends are coming. She's great! I haven't seen her since I was, what, 7? So I'm totally psyched!" he explained.
"When's she coming?" I asked.
"She's getting on a train to come tomorrow. So a few days."
"Why can't they just fly?"
"Oh, one of her friends says he'll get blasted into pieces if he tries to fly or something," Jacob said sarcastically. I didn't want to know.
"Oh, that's nice. Where does she live?"
"Well, technically, she's from California, but now she lives in New York. And she has quite the group of friends coming. 6 all together, counting her, no parental supervision," Jake said. My eyes widened.
"How old is she?"
"I think 15 now."
"What's her name?"
"Crystal."
Huh. 15, just like the girl from Alice's vision. And that was on Long Island.
"Jake, where in New York does she live?" I asked nervously.
"New York city, the Big Apple!" he said dramatically. "But in the summer she stays at a camp."
I saw a camp sign in that picture Alice drew. That was just near New York City.
"I don't suppose you would know what this camp is called?" I pressed. He gave me a funny look.
"What's with the sudden interest in my third cousin?" Jacob replied.
"I… I think Alice might have seen her in a vision…"
Jake straightened up. "What did she look like?"
"Uh, brown hair, red eyes, orange shirt, shorts, and she was with a dark-haired kid," I described. He sighed.
"Yeah, that sounds a bit like her. When I saw her, her hair was a real light brown, almost strawberry blonde. She had deep red eyes, like a cozy fire."
That's when it hit me. I said goodbye to Jake, and quickly went back to Edward's house and told him about Jake's third cousin. Oops.
My POV
I was all packed and ready to go. I had everything I needed. I took my large gym bag and waited at the top of the hill. I woke up really early and ate breakfast early, so I was up there early. You could say I was an early bird. I sat cross-legged in my Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and Capri's, meditating. It enhanced my power. If Grover found that much trouble, I would need to do a lot of this. I was also looking forward to seeing my third cousin or something, Jacob Black. I hadn't seen him since I was like, 5, and he was a year older than me. We had talked on the phone to coordinate our living arrangements; we would be staying in am empty house right next to Jake's, down on some reservation. Since it was summer, we didn't have to worry about the whole school issue. We would sleep and hang out in our little house, but eat over at Jake's. I was totally lost in thought and didn't even hear Nico. He poked my lightly in the back, and I calmly turned around. He got all mad.
"Aw, man! You're impossible to scare!" he complained. We were having on this on-going argument that he would never scare me, but he was determined. I knew he wouldn't succeed though. He sat next to me. It was silent for about 10 minutes until Annabeth came running up and pushed me down the hill. I went rolling like a log, and Nico and Annabeth were pounding the ground, laughing their rear ends off. My hair was full of leaves, and my white shorts had a grass stain. I glared at Annabeth. Percy came up to see what was so funny. He, too, started cracking up when he saw how I looked. I began to pulled the leaves out of my hair. I went back up the hill, watching my back in case she decided to do it again. I got a genius idea. I pretended to be walking over to talk to Percy, and I real quietly, slowly started to get closer and closer to Annabeth's back to push her down. Percy and Nico both saw me, but I motioned for them not to do anything. Nico looked anxious, and Percy just shrugged. I did it so fast and so hard Nico couldn't tell. I took a few inches back, then shoved her with all the force I had. She went rolling like me. Then, I pushed Percy down where I had been to make it look like he did it, and I went to sit by Nico, pretended to be shocked he did that. Annabeth was raging. She looked up the hill to see Percy in the perfect position to push someone down a hill. She growled.
"Percy…" she snarled.
"I-I swear I didn't do it! It was Crystal!" he raised his hands. She looked at me.
"What? Percy you can't frame other people!" I said innocently. Annabeth turned to Nico. I elbowed him lightly and he cleared his throat.
"Yeah, Crystal was just sitting by me. Seriously Percy, Crystal wouldn't do that," Nico backed me up. I smirked evilly at Percy. He glared at me and went to go help Annabeth. She looked worse than me. As soon as she turned her back away from Percy and us, I exploded with fits of loud laughter. I had my face buried in the grass, trying to shut up. Nico echoed my hysterical laughing. Annabeth looked like she could explode. I quickly covered my mouth with my hand when I saw her face. That kind of snort people make when they try real hard not to laugh noise came from my throat, and I started shaking from laughing in my gut. Annabeth stormed off somewhere. Nico was trying to get me to calm down because there were campers giving us weird looks, even though he was laughing so hard his eyes were tearing up. After we finally stopped Grover was standing behind me, staring at me like I was insane. Percy joined him in that. When I looked down the hill, Argus was waiting in the van to take us to the station. I still looked pretty awful, so I brushed through my hair for starters. I decided I could live with a grass stain. I admitted to Annabeth that I had pushed her and I was sorry. Just to prove my point I let her use my brush. But she still seemed pretty angry. I gave up after 10 minutes of apologizing, because we were already at the station. We said thanks to Argus, grabbed our stuff, and went inside. Our train didn't leave for about an hour, which was enough time to get through all the security. Annabeth didn't know how she would get her dagger past security, but I gave her an idea. If I make a diversion and distracted the guards when she went through the detector, she could pass it to Percy who would have already gone through, around the outside of the frame. I was an evil genius. Luckily, Percy's knife turned into a pen. I also had a sword, from my mom, Hestia. I called it Eruption, because it's really just an empty sword handle. How do you make it work? Simple. I hold the handle, and make flames erupt out of the tip. Sort of like a flamethrower in sword form. It was pretty cool. Apparently, a sword handle wasn't considered "dangerous", so none of the guards mentioned it. I didn't want to take off my shoes so they could pass through that weird detector thingy that checked if you had an metal, because I had a scar on my foot. It was a burn mark. I once got so angry I burned myself. Well, I sort of set the grass on fire, and I couldn't control it enough to put it out before I got burned. It was just on the pad of my big toe. I tried to keep that toe down, because I was too stupid to wear socks. Nico gave me a questioning look, but I mouthed I'll tell you later. he shrugged. It was Annabeth's turn to go through the metal detector. She acted hesitant, and I began the distraction. I made smoke appear out of nowhere (it's a thing with fire) and screamed that there was a fire in the bathroom. Everyone came running. As soon as Annabeth had gotten through, Nico decided to follow her lead since he also had his sword. I made the smoke go away and said that it was in a toilet so it went out quickly. People looked confused, but I didn't stick around for them to figure out that I made the smoke. We got into our cramped cabin on the train, and set off. We got to make one stop to change trains in Denver. I was so excited I couldn't stand it. Annabeth, Percy, and Grover had all been there once before, back when Percy first came to camp. Nico had never been to Colorado in general. I called him crazy. I was from the Rocky Mountains. Well, technically, I was born in California, but I didn't live there for more than a month. I was raised in a tiny, village-sized place in a valley. I loved it. I promised every we would go there some day. We got about 2 hours before our next train left, which gave us about an hour to explore around town. It doesn't have big, fancy skyscrapers or land marks, but it's still amazing. I was blabbing on throughout the ride about my home town, and about Colorado. When I went into how old my house was and all that stuff, Annabeth seemed to take interest. I explained to her how it used to be a photo studio, and it was broken up into tons of really tiny rooms. I also told her that the people who lived in our house before us tore down all the little walls and made bigger rooms. I didn't know how they did that, so Annabeth explained. See, usually she and I can't find much to talk about, but when we can, we never stop. It's sort of annoying if you're the one listening. But we blabbed on about it for about an hour and a half until she had answered my every question.
"Wow, you guys sure can talk," Grover noticed. I smiled sheepishly.
"Well, that's Crystal for you; never shuts up and never does anything logical," Nico teased. I glared at him then turned away, blushing slightly. Everyone laughed. It was silent for about an hour as I stared out the window, fascinated by the fast-moving scenery. I saw a forest, and there were a tree nymph near her tree, weaving a basket or something. We passed a river, and naiad waved at me. Nico came and sat next to me to see what was so interesting.
"What'cha staring at?" he asked, looking over my shoulder. I was so spaced out he scared me. I jumped back and hit my head on the wall. I winced and held it in my hands.
"Oww… don't scare me like that…" I mumbled.
"Oh, sorry," he said sympathetically.
"I was looking at all the amazing stuff around here. I've never traveled much, so it's all new to me," I explained dreamily, still holding my head. Nico didn't say much after that. Before I knew it, I was dozing off. With my head right on Nico's shoulder, and I hardly even knew it. Right before I was completely out, I heard a few snickers.
"Aww!" Percy said.
"What a cute couple!" Annabeth chimed.
"Nico and Crystal sittin' in a tree…" Grover began. Nico glared at them all.
"Shut up!" he snapped. "I don't want to wake her up."
And then I was out, dreaming about my old house back in Colorado.