Assassino (Assassin's Creed Cross Percy Jackson)

Chapter 2| CHB And It's Weird Ass Ping-Pong And Cheeze Wizz War Room

"So it turns out that we're also part of that - this - crazy world, huh," Veronica murmured.

"Yeah," I chuckled darkly. "At least we've figured out why animals hated me."

"Society will reject me," I murmured. "I doubt that all of that is going to change just because they are demigods and not regular mortals."

"Our society shuns killers and mentions of death. Nothing representing the grim and frail mortality of us humans would be well received," Veronica added softly.

"We're going to have to avoid this subject like the plague. Unless we're using it to kill somebody," I frowned. "Wait, no. That came out wrong."

She snorted. "Obviously,"

"Anyway," I said continued, "At least we got new weapons!"

Veronica chuckled. "That is something."

I frowned. "Why d'you think we were never attacked by monsters?"

"I would assume that Chaos was hiding our Scent for maestro, but she'd probably stop hiding it when we set off for Camp,"

"Damn,"

"Desolatoa (Sorry),"

"Va bene (It's okay). Not your fault that all the monsters carry a grudge millennia old,"

"Come on," I said briskly, dispelling the grim mood. "Let's just pack as slowly as possible."

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"Cazzo! (Fuck!)" I cursed. A squad of dracanae had decided that we would've made a good meal was trying their utmost to stab us into bite-sized pieces.

"Crowley!" Veronica yelled. I looked up. "Light 'em up!" I grinned viciously. I'd only learnt how to do this as a bit of fun, but it'd been invaluable since. The only drawback was that it's fuel source was my very soul, so I could only use it for a little while before have an impact on me. A silver fire built up in my hand and I threw the fire at the car between me and the dracanae. "Prendere quella puttane! (Take that bitches!)" I yelled.  I winced slightly as the explosion blew the monsters up and gold dust rained down on us. 

"Dai! (Come on!)"

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"Veronica," I panted as we ran up the hill that Camp Half-Blood stood on, "Remind me why we decided that it would be a good idea to let the monsters chase us?"

"Uhhh, because we need to show off our awesome skills?"

"I hate you," I grumbled.

"Look lively! (I groaned, we really shouldn't have seen that movie) The campers are coming! They should be close enough now. Uccidere! (Kill!)"

I whooped and used my Phantom Blade to rain death onto the unwitting monsters with vengeance. Veronica just sighed with a fond expression on her face then she pulled out some throwing knives and started eliminating them with extreme prejudice.  When all the monster were dispatched (its not like they were dead after all), I turn to find the campers that had discovered us absolutely shell-shocked. I was both smug that the plan had worked and that we were still awesome, and disgusted that that they had thought that that was incredible, I mean honestly, back at the HQ, every Assassin had to be able to do at least that much.

"How did you do that?!" The apparent leader stuttered.

I chuckled.

"Dobbiamo loro circa padrone? (Do we tell them about master?)" Veronica asked.

I thought about it for a while. "Non. solo quelli in carica (only those in charge)." I turned to the campers, "Take us to your leader." I joked, earning me another soft slap on the back of my head.

"We'll just take you so see Chiron then." the camper said, staring at us weirdly.

Veronica and I followed the campers up the hill to a large, blue house farm house, which, quite unoriginally, was called the Big House. On the porch, an old man in a wheelchair and a fat man with a beer gut played some sort of card game together. I would have been quite doubtful of their presence had it not been for maestro's teachings ('Never, ever underestimate anyone, especially not your enemies.') and the fact that I could sense a slight aura around the two of them that I recognized as a sign of an immortal.

The old man looked up. "Hello, my name is Chiron." He reached out to shake my hand. I looked at the hand suspiciously and didn't take it. I'd seen even some of the most paranoid of people taken down by such a trick. 

"Ah." Chiron quickly retracted his hand after it was quite clear that I wasn't going to take it. "So, do you know why you're here and what you are?"

"Si (Yes). Sono Crowley Aita (I am Crowley Aita), 15 anni (15 years old), son of Thanatos. As for why I'm here? Multiple reasons, but I have to tell all of the Camp's leaders, so it would be easier to call a meeting."

The drunkard snorted. "You have the Director and Activities Director right here, we'll definitely be able to pass on the message."

"No offense, Lord Dionysus, but I would prefer to call a meeting. Please allows us to call one." I said, bowing.

"Fine." He grunted, "You can have your meeting Curry Ashwart."

I raised my eyebrow at the sudden change in mind, but decided to not question it and simply nodded.

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Once all the councillors had assembled around the ping-pong table and were munching on packets of Cheeze Wizz, I stood up from my seat prayed to Chaos for the patience necessary to deal with maestro's betrayers.

"What are we doing here?" Annabeth, the councillor for the Athena cabin demanded before I could even open my mouth to speak.

"Well," I drawled, "if you would have let me talk I would have told you,"

"Calmati, fratello (Calm down, brother)," Veronica whispered.

I resumed speaking calmly, "We were sent here by our maestro e Lady Chaos, the Creator of the Universe," Yeah, I was laying it on a little bit thick, but I wanted them to feel the urgency, "to warn of the incoming threat, and to whip you lot into shape so that you would be capable of facing it. Not that I want to." I muttered the last part under my breath.

"Who's your master?" Nico, the only childe of Hades, and my Il padre di employer's son, asked.

I grinned toothily at that. Oh this was going to be fun. "Well, he is known by many names, but you might recognise him as Percy Jackson."

Umm, I can't really excuse my erratic updates. My brother also wanted to pass on this message: TL;DR. Thank you for putting up with me!

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Published: 9:19PM, EST. 19th August, 2016