Now this was the part where shit got freaky.
Percy could admit that he was used to freaky, and this was something that he'd been through before, at least to some extent. But seeing through someone else's eyes was something that he'd only experienced when he was asleep, not something that he did consciously., This is after, of course, he had been sharing someone else's nightmares for about a moth as well.
So, it was easy to say that Percy Jackson was one pissed off demigod, especially because he couldn't see where the fuck he actually was.
No, the images in front of him were completely foreign and unfamiliar. He could feel himself moving, stumbling around the room with his arms stretched out. At the same time though, everything felt distant. When Percy saw the body reach out and touch something, he could feel it faintly at the tips of his fingers and the feeling would go away a few moments later.
And then Percy found himself in front of a mirror.
The person who stared back at him was not what he expected. There were a few glaring differences: the difference in skin color, the difference in gender, and finally, the fact that he had no idea where the fuck he was. The girl looked in the mirror with wide eyes, but they were blurry and unfocused, like she was struggling to see. Percy could feel the sensations of his own body touching things, stumbling around the Poseidon cabin and stubbing his town. He concentrated on stopping himself, and his hands found hold on one of the bunks.
"Hello." Percy spoke out into the dark abyss that he was floating in, hoping that the girl would be the one to answer back instead of his own echoed voice.
"Hello?" A slightly softer, accented voice responded back to him and slowly but surely a figure begins to materialize in in front of him. He sees her for the first time in full resolution, no blurriness at the edges of his vision, and none of the weird feelings of being inside his body and out of his body at the same time.
Without saying anything, the two of them float there in the darkness, both with wide eyes at the phenomenon that they were experiencing.
"Wha- "Percy pauses and thinks to himself for a moment, trying to find the right words to say.
"What is happening?" Percy notes the cautious tone in her voice, in fact, he could see it in her posture. He could see her muscles tense, even in her air-bound form.
"I was just about to am the same thing."
Wanda. Her name was Wanda, which was a start. She hadn't given him her last name, and Percy noticed that she still seemed to be somewhat closed off by the time she had gotten to the point where she told him her first name. So, it was something, and for some reason, Percy was happy to be at the starting line.
"Tell me Percy," she said suddenly. "How is it that we are here?"
Percy blinked in shock, for the entirety of their meeting, Percy had just assumed the Wanda had been doing something, somehow, he knew that she could.
Suddenly, Pervy felt everything shake.
Once. Twice. Three times and he was back in his body. He barely had any time to process what was happening before his consciousness was his own again.
His vision cleared and he found himself in the Poseidon cabin once again. Only this time something felt off. The air in the cabin felt heavy, too heavy. Percy also couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine as he noticed how much energy saturated the room.
"So, allow me to set the scene for you."
A voice said from no where and everywhere at the same time. Menacing and deep, and grating against his ear drums like someone had taken a knife to them and started to slowly carve them out of his head.
"I intend to lay waste to this disease-ridden planet, and I shall build my throne atop the bones of your loved ones after I have removed them from their bodies one, by one, by one. You are more than willing to try to stop me but be warned. If you do, it will be your own downfall, and I will regret nothing."
The voice faded and Percy stood there, feeling the weight of this newfound threat resting on his shoulders once again. And without him noticing, the memory of his meeting with Wanda left his mind. Her name faded and so did the experience of him seeing through her eyes.
Peter, felt like the day was dragging on. The hands on the clock, ticked by slowly and made him want to rip his hair out. In the seat next to him was Ned, the boy had all but zoned out as he listed to their teacher drone on and on about something that no one was paying attention to. His mind wondered, to the boy with the strange green eyes that he had met not too long ago. There was something off about the older boy, and Peter hadn't had a chance to figure out what it had been. Percy had made the hairs on the back his neck stands up in the same way that Wanda did whenever he was around her. The two of them just seemed to be so much, bigger, than what the world could possibly hold. They seemed to hold the power of the universe in their hands. Something somewhere deep in the recesses of Peter's mind told him to stay as far away from them as possible. To run and to hide and to never look back at the two of them, because some way, somehow, they would bring about the end of his days. They would be the reason his ashes would be scattered to the winds as ash before he could even grow to become a threat to them. These, people. These twins of mass destruction would bring nothing but death with them. The Gemini of chaos would bring ruin to reality and scatter it across eons. Something told Peter that if he didn't run now, he would be the first in a long list-
"Peter!" Ned's voice cut through his thoughts, and they slipped from his mind. "You good dude, class end 10 minutes ago. You're late 3rd period."
Peter blinked as he registered what exactly Ned had said, and then he gathered his stuff and the two of them took the long walk to their 3rd period class. The silence that echoed in the space between them was loud as Peter held his books tight against his chest. The spider hero couldn't help but feel anxious as he walked down the hall next to his best friend, his best friend who was currently looking over at his with worry written all over his face.
"Are you okay?" Ned asked as they came to a stop. Their third period class was just a little bit further away.
"I-" Peter felt himself hesitate. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't figure out what it was, or why he needed to tell Ned. "I don't know."
With that, Peter walked into the classroom and took his seat, barely acknowledging the teacher or the rest of the class. Ned followed him in not long after.
Wanda's energy spread out around her, writing tendrils of red covered every inch of her room in the Avenger's tower. Something felt wrong. Something was wrong.
There!
Her powers caught ahold of something, a tendril of energy that wasn't quite hers, but was that different either. The only differences were the color, and the way it moved. This new signature shined in a brilliant green color, like that of the seas and it moved unpredictably, twitching this way and that at random intervals. Her own energy subdued it, seeing as it was greatly overwhelmed by her own manifestations of power. However, what she witnessed was something beautiful in its own right.
The foreign energy escaped her grasp and began to circle its red counterpart. The two piees of energy began to glow brighter and brighter and then disappeared in a bright flash of light. Wanda released her manifestations and took a step back in surprise.
What Wanda couldn't see just yet, was that somewhere, hidden deep in the sea of creation, hidden on the coves of chaos, sat the Fates three. Each sister, older than even the universe itself, smiled a wicked smile as they weaved together the tapestry of fate, carefully twisting in strands that would save everything in creation. And Wanda Maximoff, the Scarlet Witch herself, one of the two Nexus Beings of this plane set in motion a plan that would bring her to the second. A brother in all but blood, a twin soul, a twin nexus. Perseus Jackson, the Viridian Knight.
And once they stood together, The Scarlet Witch and her brother, The Viridian Knight, would shake the boundaries of reality.
Oh, they chuckled in unison, The Gemini of Chaos would bring about a new age.
Prophecy be dammed, they thought. Just this once.
