Next: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1067891399 Previous: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1064940261 First: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1064772705 Welcome to chapter three of The Girl with the Dagger, The Boy with the Sword, A KOTLC and PJO Crossover FanFic! This chapter is from Percy's perspective. Tam appreciates that demigod lives suck. Clean version of a FanFic I'm writing. Dedicated to @Frostcoat , who is probably my only fan =D
-Chapter Three- --Revelations of Every Kind-- Percy automatically stiffened. He’d felt some kind of shove - not like someone had actually shoved him, but like some force had reached into his mind and pushed down a mental barrier. Suddenly memories rushed past him, from the day he’d made the water pull Nancy Bobofit into a fountain and been attacked by a fury disguised as his math teacher. It enveloped his vision and made him stumble back as the visions rushed by. Then, with an overwhelming sense of vertigo, he was back in the windswept field, Foster and Teal Eyes holding hands. The blonde leader had quickly dropped it, and stared at Percy in disbelief. “You’re Percy Jackson.” “No, I’m Elon Musk,” Percy snapped back instinctively. Sarcasm was a defense mechanism for him, and he definitely needed one right now. How did Foster know his name? Unless- “You just read my mind,” he said. “That push I felt - the memories - that was you.” “Both of us,” corrected Teal Eyes. He turned to Foster. “Sophie, you know him?” “Of him,” corrected Foster - Sophie? - while still staring at Percy. It was starting to weird him out. “He’s Percy Jackson,” she repeated, “Son of Poseidon, member of the Seven demigods.” “Demigods?” repeated Bangs Boy. It was the first time he’d spoken. “What the hell’s a demigod?” Foster closed her eyes and - pulled out an eyelash? The hell? “I’ll just…” she gestured vaguely at her head, then seemed to close her eyes tighter. Suddenly everyone in the other group seemed to stiffen. There was silence for a long moment. Bangs Boy was the first to speak, and he looked at the Seven with new respect. “Wow. You guys have crappy lives.”
