Percy Jackson/Saint Seiya Crossover: The Lightning Thief

Ruining a Bus and escaping Lightning Death

Hey guys, hope you've been enjoying this story. I'm sure to those who are hardcore saint seiya and percy jackson fans, it's easy to spot a few problems linking the two different stories together, so I'm gonna be adding a whole lot of made up crap to try and fit in the two.

Also, with a gold saint, all the quests would be a whole lot easier, so in order to make the quest look like in the books, Augustus is going to have to hold back a lot of his strength. So please don't be confused if my gold saint oc sounds a lot weaker then a gold saint be

Percy pov:
It didnt take me long to pack. I decided to leave the Minotaur horn in my cabin, which left me only an extra change of clothes and a toothbrush to stuff in a backpack Grover had found for me.

  The camp store loaned me one hundred dollars in mortal money and twenty golden drachmas. These coins were as big as Girl Scout cookies and had images of various Greek gods stamped on one side and the EmpireStateBuilding on the other. The ancient mortal drachmas had been silver, Chiron told us, but Olympians never used less than pure gold. Chiron said the coins might come in handy for non-mortal transactions—whatever that meant. He gave Annabeth and me each a canteen of nectar and a Ziploc bag full of ambrosia squares, to be used only in emergencies, if we were seriously hurt. It was god food, Chiron reminded us. It would cure us of almost any injury, but it was lethal to mortals. Too much of it would make a half-blood very, very feverish. An overdose would burn us up, literally.

  Annabeth was bringing her magic Yankees cap, which she told me had been a twelfth-birthday present from her mom. She carried a book on famous classical architecture, written in Ancient Greek, to read when she got bored, and a long bronze knife, hidden in her shirt sleeve. I was sure the knife would get us busted the first time we went through a metal detector.

  Grover wore his fake feet and his pants to pass as human. He wore a green rasta-style cap, because when it rained his curly hair flattened and you could just see the tips of his horns. His bright orange backpack was full of scrap metal and apples to snack on. In his pocket was a set of reed pipes his daddy goat had carved for him, even though he only knew two songs: Mozarts Piano Concerto no. 12 and Hilary Duffs "So Yesterday," both of which sounded pretty bad on reed pipes.

Augustus' armor, or cloth as he referred it to, had changed into a pendant that he wore around his neck. He had a bag with him that was filled with several medical items, and a few snacks. He told us that at the Saint's HQ one of his main jobs was as the head of the medical department.

"By all technicalities, I'm a 16 year old doctor." He said, which surprised us.

We waved good-bye to the other campers, took one last look at the strawberry fields, the ocean, and the Big House, then hiked up Half-Blood Hill to the tall pine tree that used to be Thalia, daughter of Zeus.

  Chiron was waiting for us in his wheelchair. Next to him stood the surfer dude  Id seen when I was recovering in the sick room. According to Grover, the guy was the camps head of security. He supposedly had eyes all over his body so he could never be surprised. Today, though, he was wearing a chauffeurs uniform, so I could only see extra peepers on his hands, face and neck.

  "This is Argus," Chiron told me. "He will drive you into the city, and, er, well, keep an eye on things. "

Argus nodded at us, then glared at Augustus, probably because of the fight that happened earlier.

  I heard footsteps behind us.

  Luke came running up the hill, carrying a pair of basketball shoes.

  "Hey!" he panted. "Glad I caught you. "

  Annabeth blushed, the way she always did when Luke was around.