Demigods,
who would have known that they're also casters of spells, and wielders of wands.
A few chosen demigods are brought to a world, that's not their own. One with.... magic. Will they pick the right paths, or would they fall?
Disclaimer, the...
Jason's morning was surprisingly peaceful, no monsters, no storms, no squealing Aphrodite girls(although, he did notice multiple girls babbling their eyelashes at him). The atmosphere in the castle felt almost like how he excepted a school to be like. Jason has never attended an actual school in his entire life and never knew what it was like to be in one, his friends told him about, cliques (everyone), drama(also everyone), bullying(everyone), monsters in disguise(everyone, mainly Percy) and horrible school lunch(almost everyone). School so far sounded like a nightmare, and he was a demigod, people whose lives, in a nutshell, are the definition of a nightmare.
He and the group went to breakfast with him and his bro both deciding on never using the staircases the way that the staircases were designed to be used. They found a seat in the great hall for breakfast and a giant swarm of multicolored feathers and eyes. Turns out it was the daily owl deliveries. Front the middle of the swarm, in flew an eagle. The eagle looked like an eagle that the legion would use with a glittering golden beak and fierce eyes. The eagle seemed to have something tied to its foot and Jason carefully untied the little scroll. The handwriting was small and quite messy like if it was written by a hyperactive elf but in his case, it was. It looked a lot like this:
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Jason after reading the letter noticed that the eagle was still perching on his goblet and said to the eagle clearly in Latin for it to fly to camp Jupiter. The eagle immediately spread its beautiful wings and set off into flight casting one last look of superiority towards all the students.
Jason and Percy were very glad that this was in greek, not English because it would just be 1000 times worst than it already was to decipher. Also, the wizards and witches would probably think that they are crazier than they already were, which wouldn't be the best first impression if they wanted to make friends. Jason could easily imagine Leo's maniacal grin and his voice rapid-firing these words with his signature look(hair being on fire).
That just made Jason kind of sad, he did miss his short, hyper, sugar, and caffeine-high crazy friend.
"Bro, you zoned out. What-does-it-say?"Percy said sticking his head of eternally messy black hair into Jason's view,
"Leo got us some very nice brooms," Jason answered, shoving Percy's head out of his line of vision.
"You know that no matter how nice the broom, I'm not going up there right?"Percy said objectively,
"I'm not going to risk getting struck by lightning. No way!" he said, "You and Piper can go flying, I stay on the bleachers."
"But there are 3 brooms, and I know that neither of "basement" siblings would be willing to," Jason said pleadingly,
"It would be such a waste of poor Leo's time if you don't even try."Jason continued, Percy knew that Jason at this point was just trying to convince him. Percy knew for a fact that Leo didn't mind and could probably make another one in like 10 minutes if he wished to.
"And Zeus only counted you in as in his domain when you fly high enough, I'm sure that you have flown similar heights on blackjack." Jason reasoned,
"You have a point. " Percy said finally, "But just his once."
Percy left to fill up his plate for more breakfast while Jason started on his fried eggs.
"Hey, finish discussing your Quidditch stuff whatnots now?" Piper said sitting down by him with a thump, clattering her bowl of porridge and spoon onto the table. Some of her porridge spilled out onto the table.
"Pass me the sugar and cinnamon," she said, Jason passed her the cinnamon and sugar. She watched as she sprinkled the sugar granules and the cinnamon flakes into her porridge. The white and brown flakes floating on top of the thick mixture. Piper picked up her spoon daintily with 2 fingers and started to slowly swirl the porridge. Jason thought Piper looked amazing, with her kaleidoscope eyes and choppy brown hair. Her hair seemed to have an unfamiliar feather braided into it.
"What kind of feather is that?" Jason asked, Piper, stopped swirling her porridge.
"It's a thunderbird feather, It reminded me of you," she answered, finally scooping a spoonful of her thoroughly mixed porridge into her mouth.
"Oh, I see," Jason said nodding slowly,
(Do you eggrolls get why the thunderbird reminded Piper of Jason? If you realized, comment)>
"Bro, Piper!" Percy cried plopping down in the middle of Piper and Jason. Piper sighed and fed herself another spoonful of porridge.
"I saw Hazel and Nico over there," he said pointing with his hand,
"Cool, we can meet up with them after, what do you think we would have for classes?" Piper said, staring at her spoon,
"I don't know, but I feel like the 8th years are going to be bored in DADA," Jason said,
"You know, since..." Jason said, Percy, put down his fork.
"Yeah, I don't need sword fighting lessons," he said, suddenly, a horrible thought from that morning struck him, a thought that he had buried in the back of his head and purposely avoided.
"Wait, do we have to teach?" he asked, hoping that the answer is a no.
"Yes, we have to, from what I think," Hazel replied, coming in from nowhere.
"Oh, gods..." Jason exclaimed, Piper had an unmistakable grin on her face, Per–
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