Worlds Collide (crossover fanfiction)

Chapter 29

"An audience who is enjoying the show." Dom wiggled his eyebrows. "Check this out. First Hazel hooks up with an asian baby man, then Nico turns out to be gay and starts dating the sunshiney son of-"

Thea coughed.

"-Lester Papadopoulos. And then his youngest daughter dates an Irish warlock with questionable curses. Zeus almighty, your uncle Ha-Harry sure will be pissed." Sorry! Dom exclaimed in Thea's mind, and he felt her mental eye roll.

You should be glad there's always a mental link between us. Thea scowled back. "Okay guys, come in. Welcome to Venatrix." She did a little bow, before opening the door to her shop. Sauntering in, she looked at the empty counter. "Oh come on, Leah didn't turn off the lights to say there's no one here. Dam it." Turning on the lights with a snap of a finger, she began to hurry through a wad of notebooks that littered a table behind the main counter. "Dom, lead Alistair and Kia upstairs and leave Kia at the gym, she'll find something for herself there. Help Mr Selwyn into an outfit. Not a stupid one, this is serious, okay?"

Dom nodded, and led the two up the stairs. "Yes, I know there's no lift, but electrical fees are expensive, you know? I'm surprised Thea doesn't make us work by candlelight." Looking at the alarmed faces of the duo, his face turned cold. "Don't feel so slighted. It's a wonder that Thea lets you into her house. This is usually a halfway home for demigods and fledglings. Come on, this way."

As Kylie examined the room, Thea muttered to herself, before she smiled. "Aha! Found it! Categorized under tall and dark haired. Now what color looks best on you?" She flipped through a couple more pages, before discarding a few stacks. "Yellow and red are definitely not your color, they make your eyes look too dark and hollow. That leaves these two, and..." She lifted a few sketches next to a confused Kylie. "That one's too long, it limits her mobility, and this one's a tad too revealing. These two do look nice, but what color?" She lifted two sheets of sketches up. "Which design do you like?"

Kylie squinted at the two designs. One was a sketch of a halterneck sleeveless dress, with a pencil skirt at the bottom, and a sash around the waist. The second one was a dress with a short flared skirt, and a sash that only went around her left shoulder, leaving her right shoulder bare. There were embroidered flowers on the bottom of her skirt, and puffy silk flowers on the sash.

Kia wandered into the gym, exhaling. "Whoa." There were a rack of weapons on the right of the room, and a boxing ring near the windows. Wandering over to the weapon racks, she pulled out a Imperial Gold sword, admiring the blade. She had one herself, but ever since she discovered her umbrakinesis abilities she had given up on it.

"Casual or smart?" Dom asked, ruffling through the cabinets. They weren't all his, some of them were Max's since they had more similar hair color, even if Max was a lot shorter.

"Um, smart?" He said, unsure.

"Okay, let's see. I think this will be okay." He pulled out red and white checkered button up shirt, and blue jeans. "What do you think?"

Alistair shrugged. "Sure. I don't mind." He wore his robes most of the time, and only wore other stuff at the holidays.

Dom smiled a cold smile. "Unless you want to go in with a black eye, I suggest you change. You'll want to look pretty for Lady Kitana." Dom watched as Alistair yanked off his shirt, revealing his lanky, thin body. "You really don't have the physique to deserve the daughter of the Underworld, Selwyn. Just like I'll never truly deserve Thea." Dom sighed, before he went into the orange toilet. "I'll be in here. Don't trash our room, Max gets mad enough anyways with my mess."

Kylie's fingers traced the two designs. Both were stunningly beautiful, but there was something about the flowers on the second design that caught her attention. She handed Thea that sheet soundlessly, and Thea nodded. "I thought so. Now what color?" She hummed to herself, dragging out a loom and sewing machine, and then picking out two spools of thread. "Blue, or green? Blue can make your eyes looks bigger, but then they'll be darker, unless..." she lifted the green spool up. "No, green's too soft a color. It blends too much with you, but this blue is a tad too dark, but if I use this shade..."

The Japanese girl stood still, a perfect still model, as Thea worked around her. She didn't get much of what the young girl said, since halfway through, she began to change her language to some sort of dialect of Ancient greek that she couldn't catch up with. She only caught a few words, talking about how the slightly lighter blue would bring out the sharpness of her cheekbones and her delicate Asian features, and how the pale pink of the flowers could make her skin look a little less pale from her geisha-like skin, and make her eyes look a little less dark, even if they were an icy blue.

"Do you want to watch me work, or do you just want the end product?" Thea asked.

"I want to watch you work." Kylie said quickly, and watched Thea's surprised look.

"Okay, sure. But I'll still have to speed it up, since I have another customer to treat." Thea winked, before her eyes glowed silver, and she began to weave. Her hands pulled and wove, like a seasoned pianist's hands gliding across a keyboard. Quick, precise, beautiful. It was like watching someone dance, and even though it was over in a minute, Kylie had never seen something like that. To be honest, Kylie didn't like to associate herself with complicated magic, and seeing it in person was fascinating.

Her breath caught when she saw the product. It was silky, smooth, like water brushing over warm skin. "That was amazing." She said, breathless.

"Try it on." Thea smiled, summoning curtains to create a small changing room. "I'll go up to find Kia. She should be ready by now. I'll be back soon, don't ruin my shop. I'll help you choose out an accessory later, since it'll be faster if I do it with both of you at the same time."

As Kylie tugged on the dress, she noticed the designs on the curtains. Her breath hitched again, before she forced herself to calm down. These weren't simply curtains, these were tapestries, depicting the story of a dark haired girl. Her hands traced the patterns, and saw the girl with an identical friend, or twin as it seemed, sneaking out of a house. She watched as the two girls entered a battlefield, how they were claimed by five angels- no, five gods, and how she met three others of her age. A brown haired girl with black eyes and make-up similar to Wren, but who was later depicted as a girl with red frizzy hair and ice blue eyes like her, a dark haired boy with eyes like blooming violets, and a brown haired boy with dizzying blue eyes. She watched as the tapestries began to move like it was an animation, and she watched as one of the dark haired girls, the one with the golden-green eyes like Magnus, was killed after black hounds fell upon them. She watched as the silver eyed one blasted the hounds with tremendous power, annihilating anything that came close. And she watched as the girl went on a quest to avenge her sister, and save the world on the way from a dark figure, and saw her get stabbed, and then tortured for years. 9 whole years. She watched as the girl defeated the dark figure, but at the end was blown out of the sky, and landed hard on the ground from a towering height.