A Call For Heroes (Pjo x Hunger Games

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Percy

In the training room, Percy had thought that he would have trouble trying to gain trust from Katniss Everdeen. To see that she made it out alive for the games, he had to form some sort of alliance. But turns out, she had accepted his request on forming an alliance in an instant. Maybe apart from trying to find out how he himself could get out of this alive, the quest wasn't that hard.

The foolish District two bloke who had tried to whack him with a metal sword had little to no skill at sword fighting. All he knew was to attack, attack and attack. And he had decided to attack the best sword fighter at Camp Half-Blood. How thick could he be? But of course, nobody here knew he was a demigod.

Percy also knew he couldn't trust the girl from his district. He had felt her eyes on him all the time, observing his mannerisms, giving him a calculating look. Not the way his girlfriend Annabeth does it. Emily was sneaky, and she looked like she had evil intentions in her mind. Annabeth's stormy grey eyes were intense, and made her look like a warrior. But there was a kind look in them too. Those swirling grey pools of hers just made him distracted whenever he was practising sword fighting with her. It usually ended up with him at the end of Annabeth's dagger.

Anyway, he had to endure three more days before he would be thrown into the arena. Gods know how long he would be trapped there. Percy was starting to miss Annabeth. He couldn't Iris Message her, because he was in the future.

But so far, step one of making an alliance with Katniss Everdeen was done.

The next step would be to get out alive in the arena. For now, he had no idea how to do this. But that dateline was still quite far away. Usually, Percy could only think when the situation was desperate. So no pressure.

Apparently before the Hunger Games started, the tributes had two days of training together, and one day where they would show their skills to the gamemakers in private. The private session with the gamemakers would be graded with a score, and shown to everyone. Percy never liked school and class test. He usually did badly, with the occasional better grade of a C. But this time, this was a practical test on fighting skills. It didn't worry him at all. He already had lots of practise from training at camp. Not to mention the Titan war and the Giant war too. Besides, the other tributes didn't seem very skilled at swords and weapons.

Percy's District five mentor had told them of what to expect in the arena. He even said that there was a year in which the arena was a desert. Everywhere was bone dry, and almost all of the tributes had died of dehydration in about two days. But the head gamemakers wasn't happy as there was little to no entertainment, and they never had another arena with the setting of a desert.

The idea of having no water at all in the arena particularly bothered the son of Poseidon. Water was his strength. It was his father's domain. Wherever there is water, Percy had the advantage. So he prayed to the gods that the arena he would be going it would at least have some bodies of water. After all, he was doing this quest for the gods, surely they could allow him to at least have some water in the arena. But then again, the gods are not always fair.

With all this in mind, he fell asleep. And when demigods slept, they always had demigod dreams, which sometimes tell you about stuff happening elsewhere, or things that were going to happen in the future.

This time, Percy dreamt that he was up in Olympus. The gods were seated on their respective thrones, some talking among themselves. None of them seemed to notice Percy was there.

Then, the elevator door opened and two demigods walked out -Thalia and Nico. They looked confused, probably wondering why they were summoned up on Olympus to see the gods. Usually, being called upon by the gods was not a good thing. It always ended up with having to run errands for the gods, who are too lazy to shift their butts.

The daughter of Zeus and the son of Hades walked towards the throne room. The gods noticed them, and Zeus signalled the others to be quiet.

The noisy chatter died down quickly, and the gods looked slightly puzzled to see two demigods in their presence. They looked to the king of the gods for an explanation.

"I have asked these two to come up here while we discuss Percy's quest." Zeus said.

The gods nodded in understanding.

"And why are we needed, father?" Thalia asked.

"Patience girl. Let me explain everything from the start." Zeus said, with a little irritation in his voice. Then he continued, "As you might have already known, Percy Jackson was sent into the future to carry out an important quest. The country of Panem has a tradition to pick two children, one boy and one girl, from each of the twelve districts to participate in the yearly Hunger Games event. Those that were chosen will be sent into an arena to fight to the death, until one victor emerges. These games started from a rebellion, and it is used as a method to punish the districts for starting the rebellion."

"And why do we need to get ourselves bothered by these games?" Thalia asked impatiently.

"That's because too many souls are going into the underworld before their time is up." Hades growled.

Zeus continued like he wasn't interrupted. "So, the only way to stop this, is to start another rebellion, and bring down the leader of all this, President Snow."

But Zeus was forced to stop this time, as laughter rang about the throne room.

Then Nico spoke up, stifling his laughter. "What kind of name is that? Is he a descendant of Khione or something?"

"Pay attention!" Zeus roared, clearly annoyed of being interrupted again. "But our job is not to kill the president. It is to get the districts to show anger at the president. What happens after that, it is up to them. Katniss Everdeen is the key to this. She needs to win this game. So, Jackson was already sent into the future in District Five. He has gotten himself to participate in the games too. Originally, we thought he would be up to the job. But now, we learnt that the Capitol wanted to have a bit more fun, and have recruited Greek monsters as an addition into the arena. As such, not even the hero of Olympus might be able to handle this single-handedly."

"Of course he can! He fought many monsters before!" Thalia defended. Percy sent a silent gratitude to her.

"I do not doubt him. But the arena isn't the Atlantic Ocean. Apollo has foreseen that there will not always be water nearby. If for a moment he is not careful, seeing he does not have the Curse of Achilles on him, it might lead to a slow, painful death. Surely, you don't want him dead?"

"What? No!" Nico yelled. "But if only one can come out alive, how can we help by getting ourselves killed?"

"That you will figure out on your own. But for now, will you consent to letting me teleport you there?" Zeus asked.

"B-but won't those people wonder how we suddenly appear there?" Thalia asked.

Hecate answered her question. "I will create mist, powerful enough to wipe their minds of two of the already chosen tributes. You will replace the boy and girl tribute of District seven. They will be teleported back to their home with no memory of the reaping. The only one who will remember this will be Percy. But you would still have to explain it to him."

"No need. He is here as we speak." Poseidon chipped in.

Both Thalia and Nico spun around, but they were unable to see the dream Percy, who was leaning against a pillar.

"Where-" Thalia asked.

"Though you cannot see him, I can feel his presence." Poseidon smiled nodding at Percy.

"Okay. You will get to catch up with him later. I will teleport you now." Zeus said.

With that, the pair of them disappeared into thin air and Percy found himself pulled back into reality, where he woke with a start. If the dream was real, Thalia and Nico were here, in the future with him now.

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