-Sadie Kane-
What do you say when your brother drops the G bomb and says they are visiting tomorrow morning? Well, of course I'm going to freak out! We don't know them, why should we trust them? I soon found myself sitting against the wall with Walt's hands on my shoulders. "Come on Sadie, what happened?" He asked for the tenth time.
"Carter will come back tomorrow morning." I started.
"Okay, and?" Walt knew there was bound to be something else involved other than my brother coming home to be his annoying self.
"He'll have two guests as well." I choked on the very thought.
"Still not seeing the problem here Sades." He grew a bit irritated.
"They're Greeks." I finally spat out.
He froze for a second. "Wait, didn't we just tell him we were preparing to fight them?"
I shook my head. "No, we skipped that detail if you remember."
"So he's bringing the enemy into Brooklyn House, to willfully let them take notes on us so they can defeat us? That's fantastic." Walt grumbled.
"Well, it's not like we've faced crisis mode before." I reminded him quickly.
His expression hardened, probably recalling our last fight. "Does Amos know then?"
"Yeah, apparently he hesitates to approve for the 'sake of peace'." I scowled. "And there's more. Romans are involved. Even worse? Amos suggested I run with this party and help Carter."
Walt smirked. "Are you really that surprised?"
I sighed. "Okay, not really." I gave in. "For being a big brother, he sure is a weakling turning to me for help all the time."
"Maybe it's to assert Amos that Carter won't get into a sticky situation?"
"Well of course it is, Walt! Carter will never admit to needing my assistance. Then again, he doesn't need to, I know." I rolled my eyes. "You know what I just noticed?"
Walt shot me a confused look. "What?"
"Your hands are on my shoulders." I grinned as he simply rolled his eyes with a small smile showing through.
"Your mind always drifts to boys?" His eyebrows rose questioningly.
"Usually when I'm bored or stressed." I explained quickly. "I think I will call Amos before the day is done. Get some advice from him on what I should do precautionary wise."
"At this rate, he isn't going to get a break." Walt added.
"At least he loves us." I continued. "He would rather we ask him a billion questions than enter a fight in a lost haze."
Walt smirked. "I don't think he would appreciate hearing that you two died over something that could be easily solved."
"Hey now, I'm pretty good at problem-solving." I defended in a teasing manner.
It took a while, but Amos finally picked up. "Oh jeez, Sadie. Do you understand how different time zones work?" He complained for a second. "I'm six hours ahead of you."
I did the math quickly, but he waited patiently. "Three in the morning?" I spoke nervously. "Sorry, I didn't know."
"It's fine, I'm used to calls at random times, especially early in the morning. You just kind of gave me a small heart attack this time." He admitted.
"Well, uh, I guess I'm calling to say I'll ask you some questions more towards the afternoon." I explained.
He rolled his eyes as he shook his head. "You might want to now instead." He smiled. "The Greeks on your mind?"
"Very much so." I didn't hide it. "I'm worried that Carter is being too vulnerable towards them. Isis gave me a warning last night to ready for another long fight. Anubis told Walt the same thing."
"The bonuses of being a host of more peace-like Gods." He added. "I believe Carter explained the situation with the party of seven?"
"To a point." I shrugged off, once he said Greeks and Romans I just stood frozen and blocked his words out.
"And the two were separated from this party?" Amos continued.
"Yeah."
"They leaked through a hole in the Duat." He started. "Apparently, the Greeks and Romans have already paired up and are working towards fighting Gaia, their mother earth."
"So, like Geb?"
"No, more like Apophis." Amos continued. "Geb is gentle and caring, Gaia isn't."
"So, another run of this freak show?" I complained.
Amos's eyes narrowed in response, which I straightened up quickly. "I know this is tough on you Sadie, I do." He spoke smoothly, his caring tone that made me miss our parents even more. "But you have to understand, Carter is going through more stress with the weight of Pharaoh on his shoulders. I want you to go with him basically as an advisor and protector."
"Why don't you go instead, you'll do ten times better than me-" I continued.
His eyes narrowed again, which got me to shut up. "And leave the House of Life leaderless? Don't think so. Besides, I'm just another combat magician thanks to Set. You never know when having the powers of Isis can come in handy."
"Why couldn't Carter host Isis instead?" I complained further.
"Well, it's not like any of us asked to host them, did we?" Amos reminded strictly, bringing up horrible memories that quickly shut me up and hesitantly nod.
"Fine, I give in already." I muttered under my breath.
Amos chuckled a little. "Besides, I think you'll get along famously with this Percy Jackson. He has the same quick tongue."
I gave him a confused look, staring at him for a few seconds before clearing my throat. "Sorry, not interested. I have my own guy."
"Oh, right, Walt Stone." Amos quickly reminded himself. "How is he anyways, hosting Anubis and whatnot?"
"He kind of regrets it," I explained, "but it gives him enough time to find a cure."
"Well, if he gets low you should tell him that hosts don't agree with the Gods all the time. There's differences, and sometimes you have to get over it to achieve the ultimate goal from the bond." Amos yawned for a second. "Also, you should get to bed early. I believe Carter is planning on dropping by at around four. Perhaps he'll catch you up with the rest of the details."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Amos." I spoke before we hung up.
