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Chapter 4

Inheriting a New Prophecy Book 1 – The Lightning Thief

By Stargatesg1fan1

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters associated with the Harry Potter or Percy Jackson series.

Main Character's Mates:

Annabeth Chase is played by Alexandra Daddario

Choria is played by Sienna Guillory

Furusia is played by Liv Tyler

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The trio of campers appeared above Santa Monica bay and landed in the water. The dark haired water mage pulled his two companions to a nearby buoy. Harry could protect his two friends best in the water which was why the green eyed sorcerer had flamed the group to the bay. In the distance the trio of campers saw L.A. burning as Hades sent his minions to hunt the escaped half bloods and satyr down.

Harry used his water powers to bring the small group to the Santa Monica pier and then dry all three off instantly. Then the warlock conjured a pair of shoes for Grover. The water wizard didn't think his satyr friend even noticed the impressive feat of magic for a "mortal." The goat human hybrid was still too shocked that the group had escaped from the Underworld alive.

"I don't believe it. We went all that way…," Annabeth trailed off.

"It was a trick, a strategy worthy of Athena," Harry agreed with his attractive lover's sentiments with a nod.

"Hey," Annabeth warned, not liking any comparison of her mother with the albino elder god.

"You get it, don't you," Annabeth's boyfriend prompted her.

"She dropped her eyes. Yeah I get it," the young woman answered as her anger faded.

"Well I don't. Would somebody explain it to me?" Grover spoke up.

"The prophecy was right. You shall go west and face the god who was turned. But it wasn't Hades. Hades didn't want war among the Big Three. Someone else pulled off the theft. Someone stole Zeus' master bolt, and Hades' helm, and framed me because I'm Poseidon's son. Poseidon will get blamed by both sides. By sundown today there will be a three way war. And I'll be blamed for it," the raven haired mage clarified the situation.

In his mind Harry swore to do his best to prevent a war from happening or if all else failed to help his divine father win such a conflict. The sea mage's father was the only one of the elder Olympians who hadn't tried to kill the powerful Godling yet. For that Poseidon would have his son's allegiance in the potentially imminent war.

"But who would be that sneaky? Who would want war that bad?" Grover demanded.

"Gee, let me think," Harry sarcastically spoke as he looked down the beach.

Down at the end of the beach waiting for the three campers in his black leather duster and his sunglasses stood Ares with an aluminum baseball bat on his shoulder. The god of war's motorcycle rumbled beside him, its headlight turning the sand red.

"Hey, kid you were supposed to die," Ares announced in a voice that sounded like he was genuinely pleased to see his younger cousin.