ꋪꍟꁅꀤꈤꍏ ꂦꎇ ꍏ꒒꒒ ꅏꍏ꓄ꍟꋪꌗ (ꋪ꓄ꌃ)

Chapter 3: Merde...

Before the screen continued, the room filled up with a black smoke, the type that the room in collective had attributed to Millia, the being that brought them there.

But instead of the slightly chubby, purple haired girl they'd become accustomed to seeing from the smoke, there was a small thirteen year old girl with black hair and eyes of varying greens.

"....Que se passe-t-il?...."( ....what in the hells?....) Furina murmurs annoyed, with a eyebrow raise, having only been met with the sight of the Deities from her world as well as her fellow campers.

When she gathers her witts, she straightens herself out and dusts off her shorts. She bows to the 'audience'.

"Persephone Furina Jackson, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She greets politely.

"..Lady Furina," Neuvillette stands up, his face upset, although not many would be able to tell.

"Monsieur Neuvillette," Furina says with a soft smile after a short moment of surprise. "It's a wonder to see you once more," she hums. All of a sudden she gets an armful of sad hydro dragon. "Oh hydro dragon, hydro dragon, don't cry." Furina hums softly, hints of Focalors slipping through with her.

"Lady Furina... I missed you," he murmurs into her hair, holding onto her.

"eh-hem." Someone clears their throat. They turn around and find it was LO.Poseidon with an annoyed look on his face, LO.Triton beside him. Neuvillette and Furina give eachother one last look before separating.

Neuvillette heads over to his seat and gets a comforting hand on the leg from Wriothesley. Furina herself sends a polite nod to LO.Poseidon and a soft smile to LO.Triton.

She sits down between LO.Annabeth and LO.Grover. Once she was sat, the screen lit up with the chapter title

"Chapter 3: Merde..."

Furina stared at the Minotaur that had just killed her mother the moment she opened the door to their destroyed penthouse.

"..So we are reacting to my story... Fils de pute." (son of a bitch) She grumbles annoyed.

"This is a wonderful start." Percy says bitterly, despite being armed with the knowledge that his mother wasn't truly dead. It still filled him with dread at the reminder, she could have been, and he couldn't protect her.

"Ah, you must be my alternate," Furina says in realisation, looking at Percy, "Pleasure to meet you,"

"Nice to meet you too, Perseus Jackson, or Percy, at your service." Percy says in greeting.

"Persephone Furina Jackson, or just Furina," She responds in turn.

"Toi, fils de pute!" [You, son of a bitch!]

LO. Selina tells LO.Clarisse what it meant, and much to hers and LO. Drew's amusement, she cheered "Hell yeah!"

"Why thank you, fille de guerre,"(daughter of War) Furina says with a polite smile.

Then the Minatoar let out a ragged growl and charged straight at her, aiming to kill. So, in an act of self preservation, Furina ran into the kitchen and tried to find a knife.

"Not that it would do anything, but nice instinct," LO. Clarisse murmurs.

"I was trying," Furina huffs.

The Minatour lounges at her as Furina ducked and the knife she was holding flew through the monster's face. And the hope in Furina's eyes disappeared and vanish when the knife just did nothing to it. It stuck to his forehead, no blood or even a roar of signifying that it injured him.