Destiny Calls (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

9: I now hate lions. With golden claws.

Anymore suggestions, guys? I read all your comments, and apparently I'm too fast-paced and I don't have enough fight scenes. Sorry guys, I haven't really done any literal fight scenes because it's hard.

I never knew how hard it was to find a clear-sighted mortal in Ryder High. Not counting Emily, of course.

"Gods of Olympus why is he so hard to find?"Leah complained.

"Did you charmspeak him into forgetting?" I asked.

"Of course not. He would remember my face. I'm pretty easy to remember."

"What about your hair. And your eyes. Did he see you as the brown haired girl now or a girl with red, tousled hair and ice blue eyes?" Leah looked at me, shocked. "You have an ability to glamour, don't you? A slight ability to alter the mist so you can change how you look, which is why your eyes flash different colors."

Dom and Leah looked away, ashamed. No one had knew. "How did you find out?" her voice started to tint French again, when she was scared.

"Your glamour flickered when I left to find Emily. Maybe because of Hecate's disappearance. So you've got to take off that glamour, walk up to that stage, and charmspeak everyone."

"What is she supposed to say?" asked Tom, confused.

"Ask the people who don't think she's wearing uniform to raise up their hands. Those will identify who is clear-sighted. And then we find you mystery dude."

"When did you meet him? I never went to Paris with you." said Dom.

"I had just ran away from home. My step-monster had driven me out, and I somehow blended in with a group of Ryder students. They went up to the Eiffel Tower, where I was attacked by the Chimaera. He managed to distract it and I took a whole box of Eiffel Tower keychains and it melted in it's throat. Then he earned my permanent respect by wacking it with a pole, giving me enough time to get my sword and chop it's head off."

"Earned my respect too. Just like when Rachel attacked Kronos with a hairbrush." Dom said.

Leah took a deep breath. "Okay then." She stood up to the podium. "IF YOU KNOW THE NAME LEAH KINGSLEY, COME TO THE PODIUM." Her charmspeak was so powerful I nearly just walked right into her.

Suddenly, this guy walked in. He had blond hair, and grey eyes. If he wasn't a mortal, I would have thought he was a son of Athena. "Leah?"

"We're going on a quest. Interested?" he nodded.

"Guys, this is Max. Maxwell Holland." Leah introduced.

"Nice to meet you." said Dom. "I'm Dominique Solomon. Son of Thanatos."

"Thomas Drake Junior. Son of Dementia."

Max tilted his head. "The famous illusionist?" Tom nodded. "I figured."

"You know me as Leah, but I'm Leah Kingsley, daughter of Aphrodite." she said.

"Wait, I just noticed, but are you Ben Kinglsey's daughter?" I asked.

"Damn my cover is blown!" she joked. "Pipes isn't the only one with a parent in Hollywood. But dad doesn't have red hair, it came with the Aphrodite package."

Max tapped me on the shoulder. "And you are?"

I realized that I still had my hood on, from the black cloak Aphrodite had provided. I took it off. "You know who I am now?"

He had his hands on his mouth. "But you died! Emily is nearly going into depression."

"How would you know?" I gave him a eye-brow wiggle, "are you two..."