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This reaction fanfic (watching), is about Percy Jackson in other worlds, taking the place of characters from other franchises, movies, games, etc.
If you don't like it, there will soon be other reaction fanfics of Percy Jackson interacting with other characters such as Percy knowing: Justice League, Avengers, Team Avatar, etc.
Chapter II, 2nd World
Everyone was attentive to the projection that went dark again, with several still curious about what was witnessed, they were about to talk to each other when the projection changed again, preventing them from doing so, they saw "Second World" appear, to which several quickly got an idea that they would not continue with the previous
A snowy white hallway was where the black-haired man with bluish eyes awoke, grunting under his breath from a stabbing pain in his sinister temple, which he massaged carefully to try to ease the affliction, but with little result at first.
"Great...and Leo didn't believe me" Ironically at first, Percy remembered what had happened to him in his quiet time.
Future Annabeth was glaring at Leo at... well whatever her counterpart had gotten into Percy's counterpart, since Percy was closer to her boyfriend's age, he only looked 2 or 3 years older. Before his gaze, the Latin elf hid behind his two friends, who were quite tempted to let him fend for himself, because Athena's daughter scared them a little, which got worse when other Greeks also began to see them.
Glaring at the object that caused his state of unconsciousness, the son of Poseidon grabbed it by the straps and quickly threw it over his right shoulder as he stood up, holding on to a nearby wall. A window was located a few meters from his position, so he was curious to find out where it was.
The sight of snow made him believe he was in Alaska, the land beyond the gods. A thought that didn't really last until the moment a penguin walked into the distance, revealing itself to the demigod who was on the literal other side of the world.
"How did the seaweed brain get to Antarctica?" asked Thalia
"Didn't you hear? The elf is the culprit," answered Clarisse of her time, in an annoyed tone, while she saw the aforementioned who continued using Jason as a shield.
"Where am I, Hades?" Walking a few feet away from the window, the black-haired man muttered in confusion, turning in all directions in search of something to point him to a clue.
"Why do they always use my name?" asked an annoyed Hades, no one in particular, as his wife patted him on the arm, smiling amused
The logo of a huge C wrapped in a laurel wreath was all the Jackson found, making him slightly happy as it wasn't very revealing either. At least until he took his time to read what was written below, internally cursing his dyslexia.
Several demigods clicked their tongues over the same problem
"Chal...? What is a Chaldea?... Security Organization. Wow, as if that answered me a lot" taking a while to rearrange the lyrics in his head, Sally Jackson's son answered his own doubts, but got more in the process.
Now many wondered what a Security Organization was doing in such a place
Tugging at the ends of his dark jacket and checking his pockets moments later, the black-haired man found no choice but to start walking in an unfamiliar place while holding his trusty pen in his right hand.
The long corridor seemed to never end for the demigod, who was already bored and looked absently at the place, finding a strange silent pattern of repetitive plants to his left and stools to his right. He never knew at what point he began to hum because of his restlessness, covering the rhythm on his right hip with his pen.
He was about to let out his nineteenth sigh of frustration when something different was captured by his striking ocean orbs inherited from the god of the sea. In one of the distant seats, a small childish figure covered in a huge black cloak with frayed edges was rocking his legs. That image would have seemed a little tender to the demigod, had it not been for the fact that the girl had a huge dark purple scythe with a long chain at the end beside it.
Swallowing hard at the possibility of a confrontation, something very feasible with his history, Perseus continued with his walk without ever letting go of the pen that had accompanied him since his twelfth birthday.
While several demigods of the future thought it was something to expect from Perseus, Poseidon was especially concerned to see in their faces that they were accustomed to his son's actions, the other sea deities sighed and thought it was the same with all the demigods sons of Poseidon, they are magnets for trouble
Annabeth and Grover worried about their friend who thought what to say so he could defend himself from what they were saying
The huntresses and their mistress were on the lookout in case Perseus tried anything with the girl
It was only when she was less than ten feet away that the infant quickly turned her head in the direction of the male, revealing under her dark cloak a few purplish locks and a pair of eyes of the same hue, stunning the demigod for a few seconds before she came to her senses and noticed that she had not grabbed her weapon at any time.
"Hey... Hello?" Not knowing how else to interact with the strange girl, the boy who had barely come of age waved.
-...- refusing to answer, she remained silent.
"I just woke up in a hallway with nothing but my bag," Percy continued, elaborating a little on what happened to him, but not delving too deeply.
The girl only frowned slightly, wanting to look as reckless as she wished, but in the eyes of the black-haired man she looked like one of the younger campers who was about to throw a tantrum after losing a practice. For this reason, the son of Poseidon made a cheerful face unconsciously before reaching in the left pocket of his jacket for something he had seen before.
"Do you want? My mother made them and they really are tasty." Holding out her hand palm up, the savior of Olympus offered a couple of cookies that she always carried with her.
"... They're blue." Hesitating at first, the young girl picked up one of them with astonishing speed to look at them closely.
The Greeks of the future had their mouths watering as they had tasted them while the rest questioned themselves about the color, and others were amused by the girl's actions
"Well, it's an old story, but she's done it that way especially for me since I was a kid" Putting the rest in his pocket, Percy risked taking a seat next to the stranger, always on guard against any possibility of attack.
Interspersing glances between the cookie and the young adult next to her, the purple-haired girl brought the food to her mouth, biting just the edge before opening her eyes wonderfully and making the offering disappear in a matter of seconds, then licking herself to remove any traces of crumbs.
Sadness was reflected in the purple orbs of the young woman when she saw that she did not enjoy the cookie at all, immediately turning her attention to her companion with the tacit order of more food. A silent duel of glances where they tested their wills took place in the middle of a desolate white corridor, ending with the formation of another smile on the boy and a slight blush on the girl when another cookie was presented in front of her.
It was possible to see the same fun in more than half of the audience
"Do you have any idea where we are?" – wanting to know more about his situation and position, Percy questioned.
"Chaldea," said the young woman between bites.
"Yes, I saw that logo when I woke up. Something from a security organization... but in the middle of nowhere?" Admitting that he knew what she was talking about, the man commented as he looked around warily.
"We need to be isolated here so we don't have to deal with the Wizarding Association. The last thing we want is an unnecessary war," the little girl replied, analyzing the quarter of biscuit that remained in her hands.
"Wizards, are they children of Hecate?" – Not knowing what else to think after what he had heard, the black-haired man formulated his doubt, earning the fixed gaze of his companion.
Several wondered the same thing, and the children of the goddess present paid more attention, while some of the gods thought of other possibilities
Percy instinctively recoiled as the girl brought her face close to his, allowing the blue-eyed wearer to notice the strange rectangular pupil she had in the center of her alluring purple orbs.
"You'd better not try anything, boy," said Artemis who was looking at Percy (who shrank a little in his seat), along with several huntresses, at least until they saw Hestia, Poseidon and the sea gods watching them
"My lady, Percy is different from the rest of the men" Thalia defended the younger version of Percy, which took the goddess and the rest of the huntresses by surprise, although she also gave a slight glance at the younger version of her cousin
"You seem familiar to me," she said, sending Jackson's head a signal to old memories of his early adventures as a demigod, as if trying to make him remember someone in particular.
"Something tells me that you remind me of a person too..." he murmured, finding that he couldn't turn back any further as his back touched the cold white wall.
Poseidon, Athena, the two Annabeths, Grover and Percy, felt the same way
"Come, I'll take you to where the others are" Quickly walking away from the black-haired man, the girl took his left hand and pulled him with surprising force to walk beside her.
-Or... Okay...- muttered the demigod.
"By the way, I'm Medusa. But you can call me Ana," she introduced herself, walking carelessly as she carried the huge scythe in her sinister hand.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. But I like to be called Percy," he said, without registering what she said.
Only for both of them to stop their walk abruptly and look into each other's eyes without knowing what else to say.
As soon as the audience was completely silent in surprise, that little girl couldn't be Medusa.
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