The Doctor and the Demigods of Rome

Airplanes and Home Invasions

Hey, did you notice that the image has finally changed? Yeah, it’s changed. I edited it myself. Send your thoughts on it in the comments below!

I’d like to thank Kaplan once again for the two new Egyptians that appeared in the last chapter. She’s a life saver!

Oceana felt ready to scream. All around her, the total of thirty Big Three kids were screaming and fighting on the bus to the airport. All below the age of 9, except the oldest who had just recently had his ninth birthday, and was born almost exactly nine months after the battle of Manhattan.

“Oceana, Iggy won’t stop hitting me!” a little girl yelled. As a part of the rule for “field trips” out of camp, everyone had to wear shirts colored for their cabin. The little girl wore a black shirt, showing she was a daughter of Hades.

“I’m not touching you…” Iggy, a son of Poseidon, wore a green shirt.

“He’s touching me!”

“No I’m not.”

“Stop touching me!”

That went on for about five minutes before the little girl threatened to burn his soul in Tartarus. Then it turned into a fist fight, which Oceana had to stop.

Oceana’s eye twitched as she told Iggy to sit in the front of the bus, with the little girl on the other end of the aisle. The front of the bus was dedicated entirely to the “bad” kids, and there was already five children there.

She slumped in her seat in the center of the back row. She watched as everyone else was doing their own little thing. Being the oldest person on the Big Three bus gets tiresome.

“Everything okay?” Kyle texted her. Kyle was her best friend in the whole world, even though he was two years older than her. He had it off easy, considering as he was on the bus full of Aphrodite kids, who would never get in a fist fight, the Athena kids, who always had their faces buried in books, the seven Hypnos kids, who snored very loudly, and the overflow of Demeter, who were always good kids.

“Iggy and Sally got in a fight again. D= save me!” she texted back quickly.

“Haha, no.”

She groaned, and looked up. “Charlie, get your butt in a seat now!” she yelled at the floating boy who was hovering over the third row. Most of the kids were children of Zeus, with a mixture of Jupiter in their cabin. They had added bunks since the Graces had left.

“Nearly there?” she texted, hoping that she can get her hands off of this troublesome group as soon as possible. What she wasn’t looking forward to was the screams of terror when the Hades and Poseidon children find out that they’re taking planes. Zeus had agreed not to send any planes with a Hades or Poseidon child down, hurtling towards the ground, so long as they were with one of his children.

Still doesn’t ease their minds.

“Yep.” Kyle sent back a few minutes later.

She stood up, and brushed off her jeans. “Alright, we’re nearly at our first stop!” she yelled over all the screams and giggles. “Pack up your day bags, your overnight bags are in the hold below us!”

She heard excited chatter as everyone packed up their little bags full of their teddy bears, a few snacks, and deadly weapons. If it wasn’t that all those weapons were made of Celestial Bronze or Imperial Gold, then they wouldn’t be able to make it through the security gate.

Everyone jumped off the bus, except Charlie who flew out. The children of Poseidon and Hades, and their few Roman counterparts, stared up at the planes in horror.

“Well this is going to be fun…” she grumbled, herding the group inside the building while the head of security, Argus, put all the luggage on the rolling cart things, and took them inside to be analyzed.

“Was it really that bad in there?” Noah asked with a yawn.

“Yep.”

==LINE==

“Carter…” Percy hissed, glaring at the man before him. Of course, Kaysen recognized him. The first pharaoh since the ban of following the path of the gods. The third Lector since then had removed it, considering as he followed the path of Set - unwillingly, of course.

“I’m sorry about the way my sister’s students are treating you. They didn’t know I just wanted to talk,” Carter said angrily towards Davraj, who bows his head apologetically. Most of the Egyptians had stayed outside, except for Eon, Davraj, Carter, Sadie, Walter, Zia, and some really buff guy who was guarding the door from the inside.

“I’m not his teacher!” Sadie said, holding up her hands as though to say that her hands were off the matter.

“Will you two stop fighting so we can talk?” Walter asked, his voice underlined by another’s.

“So, why did you summon me?” Carter asked, putting his hands into the pockets off his open zip-up hoodie. Sadie wore a faded orange graphic tee, which Annabeth couldn’t stop staring at, as though it would answer every unknown question in the universe.

“I asked him to,” Kaysen said, perking up.

“Why?” Sadie asked with the tone that most likely got her in more trouble than anything else in her high school years. She spoke with a slight British accent, but it had worn down for the most part since coming to America.

“Because there’s going to be a war, and we need all the allies we can get,” Piper said, filing her nails. Most had broken over the course of the month since she had them last done, and they had grown obnoxiously long for her taste.

“Well that makes sense… I guess,” the pregnant Zia said, rubbing her stomach. Kaysen looked from Devraj to Zia in confusion.

“River, you notice what I see?” Kaysen asked to her girlfriend.

“Devraj is much too old for Zia to be pregnant,” River inquired.

Devraj looked uncomfortable as Zia stared at the couple in confusion.

“Are you in the wrong time?” Kaysen asked, leaning forward. “Ooh… that explains…!” she covered her mouth in order to stop herself from squealing with excitement. “Did a time agent bring you here?”

“Umm… a time what?” Devraj asked, scratching his head.

“A man with a bow tie did…” Eon whispered, barely audible.

Next chapter will be a Roman chapter! We’re getting really close to the big war scene, but I hope to get at least one fight in before then. Ten days until your characters are due!