The Tri-fandom Tournament **UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION**

Annabeth, Clary, Katniss+ 1k reads!!!!

Annabeth

Me and the other demigods all spun around to see where the voice had come from. The doors had been shut before, but now they were open wide, revealing a scrawny, Latino son of Hephaestus, who was in fact very much alive. Piper, Jason and Hazel all ran over and engulfed him in hugs. I, hkowever walked over and slapped him across the face. He clutched his cheek and yelled "What was that for?"

"A whole month! That's what that was for! One whole month with nothing to alert us to what had happened to you, nothing to say that you were alive! Nico said that he felt you die! Where have you been, and this had better be good!" I shouted. Percy came up behind me and was about when he faltered, for a girl with caramel hair had appeared beside Leo. "Calypso?" He whispered. She glared at him for a second before running forward and hugging him. Then she looked at me.

"So this is Annabeth, right? I can see why you left!" She smiled, and I decided I liked her. She was obviously over Percy, and finally Leo wouldn't be the seventh wheel, and she seemed nice enough.

Clary (this is set after the City of Glass)

The whole room was slightly chaotic with so much to take in except the headmaster, who looked quite calm. He called an old man up to the podium, and called for quiet again. I sidled up to Jace and whispered into his ear "You do realise telling them this is completely against Clave rules, don't you?"

"Since when have we ever listened to the Clave?" He grinned. Dumbledore introduced the man at the podium: "This is ministry official Barty Croutch. He will brief us on the rule change concerning the Nephilim of Alicante,"

"See, they know anyway!" Jace added. "Hang on, what rule change?"

"Mister Herondale, if your Shadowhunters wish to compete in the tournament, even if you are under 17 (for only one of you is over the age limit) they may do so.  Since there are so many things our guests are enabled to do, tomorrow you will all be excused from Fourth Lesson for an explanation of exactly what each of them can do. Now if you are all finished, time for bed, I think. Could a perfect could show our visitors to the specially prepared dormitory? Goodnight, all," Barty Croutch announced.

We were whisked away by a couple of students around our age, to a proper tower with moving pictures on the walls. I don't mean films, I mean literal paintings that moved! They stopped in front of a painting of a fat guy in a toga drinking wine from a bottle. The blond girl and the black haired boy burst into laughter. "Holy Poseidon, is that Mr D?" Percy said, in between peels of giggles.

The posing god looked at them. "Is that you, Peter Johnson? Annie Bell? I thought I could escape you two in Britain, at least..." The perfect looked baffled.

"The password is "hobnobs", though I'm not sure what those are..."

The other perfect snorted. "Pureblood, are you?" The painting interrupted them.

"Will you be coming in anytime soon, or will I have to listen to this all evening?" He swung outwards and revealed a common room with armchairs and a fire, a proper dorm. The half-bloods and Panemians gasped. It reminded me of the institute back in Brooklyn.

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Katniss

I settled into an armchair and stared at the fire. Once everyone was seated around in a circle,  Jace said: "So, here we are, but none of us know anything about each other, so why don't we get that out of the way, eh? We'll start. Hi. I'm Jace. I'm warning you, I had a confusing childhood. Before we were born," He jestured to the Nephilim, "There was a war. It was started by Clary's father, Valentine Morgernstern, who wanted to rid the world of Vampires, Werewolves, Warlocks and Faeries. He had an army called 'The Circle' which consisted of friends he'd made at school. My parents were in it, and so were Clary's and Alec and Izzy's. In the end, my father was killed, and my mother committed suicide when she was eight months pregnant. After faking his own death, Valentine cut me out of my mom's womb, and pretended to be Michael Wayland. I was bought up as Jace Wayland, and then when I was ten he faked his death again and I was adopted by the Lightwood. Clary turned up a few months ago and then Valentine tricked us into believing that we were siblings, and that we could never be together. Then a couple of weeks earlier we found out the truth. Simon here is not a Shadowhunter. He was a mundane/muggle/mortal until he was turned into a vampire. I let him drink my blood to heal him when Valentine tortured him. I forgot to mention this before, but I'm part angel. Anyway, Because of my angel blood Simon can walk in sunlight. Clary and I are dating, Simon and Isabelle are dating, though not exclusively, and Alec is dating the high warlock of Brooklyn, Magnus Bane-"