Jiper's Child: Children of Olympus #2

Chapter Six: I Have a Salad in the Past

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Also, before I get into the story, a little announcement thing. A lot of people have been asking if there will be another book after this, and I'm thinking that after finishing this I will complete the trilogy with a Frazel's Child. Since I'm going to be doing that, I am leaving Reyna's love story for that book so I have enough stories to follow to keep that interesting. But since I haven't started that yet in this book nothing is really changing.

Anyways, please enjoy! 

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CHAPTER SIX: I HAVE A SALAD IN THE PAST

PIPER

Piper hadn't told anyone about her visit to the past. Although she was part of the demigod world, although it was hard to find anything that sounded crazy to her or her friends after all they had seen, she'd never heard of anyone time travelling. In fact, she had a hard time processing what had happened herself; it had been so strange, so surreal, to see everything around her as it had been seventy years ago. Everything looked antique, but it also looked new, bright, still untouched by the years or the fuzziness she'd seen in the old movies she had used to watch with her grandfather.

It seemed that in the world Piper was now a part of there was no such thing as a coincidence. And honestly, putting aside whatever had thrown her back in time in the first place, what were the odds that she ended up in the same year, the same cafe, the very moment her grandparents had met for the first time? She had no idea what the reason was, especially considering there had been no prophecy, but Piper knew it was more than just a freak accident that she ended up where she had.

It had been two weeks since Piper had received the news about the triplets, two weeks since she had met her grandparents in that cafe in nineteen forty-something. For two weeks, Piper had hung out with Jason, thrown around more baby names, entertained Caleo and Serenity as she used her newfound powers to change her outfit, hair, even her eyes and nose as she practiced further. Piper could suddenly see how that might come in handy; she could change not just her hairstyle and clothing at will, but virtually every element of her appearance. She could disguise herself as an entirely different person and her own husband wouldn't be able to recognize her.

She'd been watching Jason as he experimented with his own powers. As much as he tried to hide it, she could tell he was still having a hard time controlling them. Despite being crowned the God of Strength, a sudden onset of violent lightning frequently followed anytime he did get upset, angry, or even surprised. Once, after Leo had kindly deposited a week's worth of Caleo's used diapers on Jason's side of the bed, he had even managed to brew stormclouds right there in the bedroom. Piper had reprimanded Leo as sternly as she could muster without without bursting out laughing; she had slipped a bit of charmspeak in without even knowing, and Leo had backed out the door looking seriously scared before she quickly dropped the act and apologized.

Something, however, told Piper that her business in the past was not done. Only a couple days after the diaper incident, resting in bed, she again felt a tug in her stomach; it was followed by the same, strange feeling, and moments later she was no longer lying in her bed.

A flash of black. A cool breeze. Then another tug in her stomach, and her room flashed before her just as she had left it; with a wave of nausea she felt one final tug, and found herself back on the streets of 1940s New York. It was all over in a matter of seconds, leaving Piper dizzy and disoriented as she tried to adjust her appearance to the time period once again.