Elves, Wizards and Demigods Unite: A HP, PJO and KotLC crossover

Chapter 2

Percy

It's not every day that some strange people show up at Camp Half-Blood. But when Keefe announced that he wanted food, Percy decided he could trust them. How could somebody with their priorities so right be evil?

They sat down on the far table to the left. Everyone dug into their food, except for Hermione, who looked stressed.

"What's wrong Er-mi-nee?" Ron said through a mouthful of food.

"I'm missing so much!" Hermione exclaimed, "Classes, homework, tests... I'm going to be so behind!"

Ron rolled his eyes and swallowed, "Stop worrying. Enjoy this for a second. Relax."

"Relax?" she said, "How am I meant to relax?"

"Eat. Stop stressing. Think about something else," he said.

"But relaxing doesn't use any logic or brainpower!" Hermione argued.

Percy shared a look with Annabeth and smirked. She smiled and rolled her eyes. Hermione and Ron were so similar to them, it was hilarious.

"So," Annabeth said, "Where is Hogwarts?"

"Somewhere in Scotland," Harry replied.

"And where are the Lost Cities?"

Sophie knitted her eyebrows, "I'm not actually sure. Like, they aren't on maps or anything."

"Well, that makes it easy," Percy said sarcastically.

"Us and easy never go in the same sentence," Keefe said, "So this isn't anything unusual."

"Same," everyone else in the room said.

"Do you guys know each other at all?" Annabeth asked.

"Well," Sophie replied, "I've never met Harry, but I know a lot about him. I've read his book."

"You have a book?" Percy said.

"Apparently," Harry answered.

"Cool."

Annabeth cleared her throat, "So, until we figure out how to get you home, you guys could stay here. There is a spare cabin that is available."

"OK," Biana said, "That sounds good."

"Perfect."

At that moment, Grover walked over. Sophie gasped.

"What?" Percy asked.

"He... he's got goat legs! And horns!" she exclaimed, "Is he a goat man?"

Grover bleated, "Excuse me, I am a satyr."

"A... satyr," Sophie said slowly, "Of course, my mistake."

"Seriously, Sophie, you live in a world with dinosaurs and alicorns," Keefe teased, "Surely seeing a goat man isn't a surprise."

"Satyr," Grover corrected, "Not a goat man."

"Whatever."

"So, who are these guys?" Grover asked.

"Um... guests," Percy replied, "They will be staying here for a little bit."

"Oh, cool," he said, "Who are their parents?"

"About that... they aren't demigods," Percy told him, "They are wizards and elves."

Grover blinked, "Wizards. And elves. Okaaaaay."

Grover said down and ate with them. When dinner was finished, Grover had to go, so Annabeth and Percy brought them outside.

"So, what are we going to do?" Fitz asked.

"Well, today's our day for capture the flag," Percy explained, "Cabins team up, so there are 2 teams overall going against each other to steal the flag of the other team."

"So, who's team will we me on?" Dex asked.

"Whichever you want," Annabeth said, "Percy and I are always on different teams, because Athena and Poseidon are rivalries. So pick a team and join in."

They decided that the elves would go on Percy's team, and the wizards would go on Annabeth's.  Together, they set of towards the main area, where they would start the game.

"You're going down, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth said.

"You wish," Percy retorted.

When they arrived, Rachel was there.

"Hey," she said, "Who are these guys?"

"Long story," Percy replied.

Chiron trotted to the front of the crowd.

"It is time," he announced, "For our game of capture the flag!"

Everyone cheered.

"So-" he started, but he was interrupted by Rachel.

Her eyes began to glow green, and when she spoke, it wasn't in her voice, but in the voice of the Oracle, The Spirit of Delphi.

"Villains of the worlds shall join as one,
Reborn from the dead to get their job done,
10 must find an object of power,
Otherwise they will meet their final hour,
To win this near impossible fight,
Elves, Wizards and Demigods will have to unite."

Once the prophecy was complete, her eyes returned to normal and her knees buckled. Percy caught her before she collapsed. Her breathing was heavy.

"I just gave another prophecy, didn't I?' Rachel asked.

"Yep," Percy said.

The other campers were completely silent as he repeated it. Then he looked at the elves and wizards that were behind him.

Suddenly, the ground began to rumble. Cracks appeared in the floor, and the campers scrambled back in panic.

A hologram appeared in the middle of them all. It was fuzzy and glitchy, but three figures could be seen.

"You may be wondering who we are," one of the announced.

"Wait, why do you get to speak?" another one said.

"Because I'm the leader."

"You're the leader?" the third voice said, "Why are you the leader?"

"Because I said so!" 

"We should vote," the second voice said.

"We are villains!" the first argued, "We don't vote!"

"But-"

"Enough!" The first figured returned to his speech, "You may be wondering who we are. Well, you must become very familiar with us. Because in no time, we will be your new leaders. You will obey us! You will respect if! And if you don't, you will die!"

"Killed by fire!" the second one said.

"No, killed by a sword!" the third one corrected.

"No, killed by my curse!" the first one decided, "'Why are we telling you this?' you may wonder. Well, the answer is you have 3 days to burn all your supplies, destroy all your weapons, remove these borders of your camp. There will be no need for them in our new world. 3 days. We will see you then."

As the hologram faded, the figures could finally be seen. The middle one was a man with a snake like face and scarlet eyes. 

"Voldemort," Harry breathed.

The one on the left was one with blonde hair, blue eye and pointed ears.

"Fintan," Sophie whispered.

The final one was somebody that had haunted Percy's nightmares. He had been evil. He had discovered good right towards the end of his life. He had died. But now, he was back. Back to destroy the world.

It was Luke Castellan.

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