Game of Gods

We need an army

A/N that cat up top is my sister's, her name is Ziggy. I put her there to grant you safe travels on wattpad for the next week.

"Adrien?"

"Yeah I'll get pants later." Adrien sighed. He was wearing his hello kitty pajama bottoms topped with the top half of his Chat Noir suit.

"No, that's not what I'm saying. I mean, I uh. Hmmm." Marinette held tightly to his body as they descended to the ground.

"What is it then?" Adrien asked as she let go. Around then people of Paris were looking at them..., Chat Noir weirdly.

"Well, Janus... when he was speaking to me, he told me-"

"What?"

"He said he also made a deal with you." She glanced up at him. Chat's face was pale.

"I-I'm sorry.. I was gonna tell you... actually I wasn't but..." he fumbled with his baton.

"Were you really gonna kill me?" Her eyes were watered with tears. "And-" her voice cracked. "Why didn't you tell me about your mother?"

"I..." his voice trailed off and he rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably. "I wasn't even thinking of killing you. I'd rather have you in my life than not!"

Marinette's blue bell eyes were glossy, she looked adoringly at Chat.

"But.. but he changed his offer. He realized you were the most powerful in our group and knew that if I chose to save you he would fail. So he.. h-he was gonna kill you! And I.. i had to.. i can't.. just-"

"It's ok Adrien," she placed a hand on his shoulder. "We're gonna beat him! Were gonna beat Janus!"

"Right. And Percy and his group are waiting for it us!" Adrien corrected his slumps posture. "M'lady?" He heals out a hand for her. Marinette giggled.

"Kitty" she smiled and took his hand. He pulled her to the sky with the thought of Janus pulling them down. Both didn't want to admit it but both knew something, deep in there gut.

They were going to fail.

———

"See them!" Chat cheered as they swung over yet another building. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover seemed to stand out from the crowd... though it may have just been their bright orange shirts band Grover's goat legs.

They landed beside them and instantly knew something was wrong with the picture.

For one thing half the group was missing. They did not see a Chloe or an Alya. Annabeth was sobbing as Grover was anxiously eating a hamburger wrapper from McDonalds. Also Percy wasn't looking at them, or Annabeth, or Grover, but at his shoes. Actually his eyes were closed, and he was slumped over Annabeth shoulder. They looked exhausted, and nervous. Like the had some extreme social anxiety suddenly.

"What happened!" Marinette gasped. "And where's Chloe and Alya?!"

"We... we got here as fast.. fast as we could." Annabeth panted. She looked even more self conscious than ever... strange cause she was never self conscious unless Percy was doing something utterly stupid in front of her surrounded by strangers, such as singing old Mac Donald at the top of his lungs while throwing napkins like money.

"Th-th-Th-they c-c-c-came!" Grover quavered and continued munching on his wrapper.

"Who came?" Adrien asked. Marinette somehow felt she already knew.

"Lytta and Maniae, goddesses of insanity and madness." Annabeth replied. "They controlled.. you, Marinette."

"Wait what?!" She gasped.

"They got you to dim almost all of Percy's power and energy, he's almost dead!" Annabeth choked.

"We need every body, we can fix this! I promise!" Adrien grabbed his hair and pulled at the golden locks.

"Only I can fix this." Marinette said with sudden fear.

"She's right Adrien, she is the not one with the power to fix this. Think of her like Zeus." Annabeth looked around cautiously. "Also Where are your pants?"

"I don't have time for this." Adrien rose his hands into the air. "We must find a Alya and Chloe. They may be our best shot right now."

"No Adrien, we need an army." Annabeth dried her tears. "Let's find them!"