The Tale of The Lost Warriors a PJO/HP Crossover

Someting Missing (Will)

I'm depressed.

I couldn't tell you why. But I know that I am.

Maybe it's because I'm hiding a part of myself from my family. Maybe it's because recently I've felt like half my heart was ripped out somehow and a piece of me is missing. Maybe it's because everyday I do the same shit and everything has lost all meaning.

Huh, I guess I could tell you why.

I woke up the other morning and everything just felt wrong.

On top of everything feeling wrong, my best friend, Harry Potter, ran into my healers tent and told me a crazy story about some crazy old man in the woods offering him a deal to tell him the truth about what's going on.

But I don't even know if anything is going on. I think maybe I'm just depressed and Harry is developing schizophrenia.

Although, I didn't think the gods were real before so maybe Harry isn't crazy.

"Am I forgetting anything...OH..before I ran into the woods the statue of Zeus came alive and told me that I'm not even his son and that I am a wizard!" Harry finally finished his long winded tale.

I proceeded to get up and start feeling his head to check for a temperature, "Are you feeling okay? Have you been drinking enough water, it is hot out, you need to stay hydrated."

Harry laughed, "Will, I feel fine. I just cannot believe everything that just happened. I know I know it sounds absolutely insane but it happened, it really did. You have to believe me. Come on you are my best friend, if you don't believe me who else will? I'll be even more of an outsider than I already am."

I looked at my best friend, he was desperately trying to get me to believe him. It was almost impossible not to take him seriously. I knew how hard it has been for him, feel alone and out of place. Maybe he was right, maybe there was somewhere else he belong and maybe whatever this thing that happened to him is a sign that we need to go find whatever it is he is looking for. Even if it is not some wizard world like he is saying.

"Alright, let's say that this is real. What are we meant to do?" I asked him. Trying my best to sound more interested.

That's when Harry's face dropped a bit, "I hadn't really thought about that part."

I shrugged, "Yeah I mean. it's not like we can necessarily trust whoever this guy is. We have zero idea who he is. He could just be trying to mess with you for all we know."

Harry sighed, "I know. But then how did he get through the force field? That's gotta mean something. He's definitely powerful."

Harry was right, whoever this guy was needed to have extremely strong powers or magic of some kind to get through the force field around Camp Half-Blood.

"Who around here knows anything about powers far outside the camp?" I asked.

"My sister. If anyone would know something about this guy, she might. Except I don't know where she is," Harry explained, "Last time I saw her she told me she was going to the archery fields and I don't think I've seen her since come to think about it."

I shrugged, "I thought I saw her talking to that girl, Reyna, I think her name is. The Praetor. Maybe they're at Camp Jupiter. We can go ask around if anyone has seen them over there."

Harry nodded, we sauntered off too the other camp side by side, and honestly, even if whatever Harry is talking about it just nuts. It felt good to be doing something.

Less like I was trapped in a mundane dungeon of repetition that I'd come to know lately.

There was still something missing nevertheless but I wasn't going to find what it was by sitting around doing nothing I suppose.

This would be good for me.

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Sorry so short, but this chapter alone has taken so long. Sometimes I just can't find anything fun to write about for some characters even though I want to get everyone in and I have things I want to explore with them. Please send me feedback <3

~Daughter Of Poseidon