A Call For Heroes (Pjo x Hunger Games

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Real quick, shoutout to @Floxy80 who reminded me that I even posted this story to Wattpad! I thought I only put it onto Quotev, so thank them or else this story would be in the hole for a while. Thank you to everyone who has stuck with this story for so long and happy reading!

Enjoy!

Percy

The package that had dropped from the sky had contained a microphone, and a hurriedly scribbled note. But Percy had no doubt that the handwriting was Leo's. Leo had even signed off at the bottom of the note with his name.

Percy read the note quickly, his eyes canning the piece of post-it. Luckily for him, it was written in ancient Greek, which he could read in seconds.

His friends had crowded around him, shielding the note and package from the prying eyes of the capitol, so that he could read it in privacy.

Smoothing out the paper, he read:

To: Percy, Thalia, and Nico, peasants of the future.

This is a microphone, specially installed with a chip that will override any system when it is turned on, and it will instantly connect to speakers, all around America. I was instructed by some bossy, lightning guy up there (a.k.a. Zeus), to make this invention for you. Apparently he wanted me to write this: Remember, use this to start a rebellion. Make the districts angry. Make them want to overthrow the Capitol. Complete the quest, and we will send you back to your original time.

That is what he said, I think. Anyway, good luck with that quest of yours.

- This is your awesome, supreme commander of the Argo II. Still hot, still available Leo!

The note ended there. Katniss was still looking puzzled, unable to read the ancient Greek words. Percy didn't have time to think about how he could pass the message to her, so he did the first idea that came into his head. He hugged her, whispering instructions into her ear quickly.

He pulled away, just as the shadow of a hovercraft hovered over them.

"Good luck. You can do it! I trust you." Percy smiled. Thalia and Nico nodded in agreement.

Then, Percy slipped both the note and the little microphone into the inner lining of his jeans. Riptide was placed in his pocket.

The hovercraft descended slowly, and a ladder was extended to the top of the cornucopia, waiting for Percy, Thalia, and Nico to step aboard.

Percy knew that the minute he stepped on the rung of the ladder, he would be in the hands of the Capitol, in the hands of the president, who was determined to see his death. What the gamemakers were going to do to them, he didn't know. All he knew is that it wasn't going to be good. He just hoped that he lived long enough, until Katniss and Peeta got out of the arena as victors, so that he can send the last message, broadcasted to all of Panem and the districts, to create the extra bit of anger that will cause the districts to rebel against the Capitol.

Thalia and Nico looked at him, waiting for him to take the lead. He nodded, gave them a reassuring smile, and set his foot on the ladder.

The moment his right foot came in contact with the metal rung of the ladder, he froze, staying firmly in that position, which he found rather stupid.

Thalia and Nico followed, holding on to the metal bars. Like him, they were frozen, unable to move a muscle.

The hovercraft rose, bringing them upwards, The ladder retracted at the same time, lifting them into the interior of the hovercraft.

Percy knew he was suspended in the air, high above the ground. Fear started bubbling in his chest. Somewhere, Zeus could be watching, itching to blast him into a million pieces. But before he could say anything, a needle jabbed into his arm, and cool fluid was released into his bloodstream. His vision blurred, and Percy felt himself get lulled into a deep sleep.