Annabeth POV
I can't believe I just met Sylvie, the woman I saved and lost her to monsters. The rest of our group and I landed on a rooftop. I groaned and sat up. I glanced Percy and Magnus. I can't believe it was just yesterday when we started on the quest and we're back already. Then again, one day is like a life time for a demigod. I've lived for so long now. It feels like minutes though. Still, there were no time to waste.
I looked around and saw Magnus lying down, with Alex on his stomach, Sam adjusting her hijab and Blitzen helping hearth up... well, trying to help Hearth up. I saw percy reaching in his pocket for something, then seems satisfied that it is there.
"Boston. She teleported us to Boston." Sam looked around.
"Sylvie..." Percy lowered his head dejectedly.
"Don't worry. She's a strong woman. She'll survive." Blitzen assured him.
"She won't live unless Ragnarok is over. Hurry, we're got to warn Heimdall. Like, RIGHT NOW!" Alex reminded us.
"But how do you get on a rainbow? Like, isn't it just reflected sunlight?" I asked, my brain working up ten thousand possibilities.
"It isn't in Norse mythology. We can get up there if Heimdall invites us- or get vapourized." Hearth signed. Magnus translated it for Percy.
"I personally don't mind getting vapourized. I mean, I can just piece myself back together, but don't suppose you guys can do that." Percy shrugged.
"Your really annoying, you know?" I smiled, then remembered he can't see me.
"And that's why I like you."
"Stop! This is too cheesy! Young ears here!" Blitz yelled, covering Hearthstone's ears.
"Blitzen, Hearthstone is deaf." I deadpanned.
"I mean to say that-"
"We should hurry up." Magnus interrupted.
"Yeah. HEIMDALL! LET US UP! PLEASE!" Sam shouted at the sky.
"Wha-" Percy started to say, but was interrupted by a loud voice, and I was blinded by a sudden light.
"Come up! Hurry because Ragnarok starts tomorrow. Do mind helping me with a selfie?" someone shouted from above me.
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Magnus Chase Crossover (Percy Jackson)
FanfictionWow. The Fates won't stop pestering me, even after I died. Now, I'm taken to Valhalla, where Odin's internal warriors practice fighting everyday so they'd be ready for Ragnarok. I can't believe my luck. At least Annabeth's also here.
