Percy Jackson, The Path To Being A Wizard

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

*Five Years Later*

*year 2020*

Percy's POV

'Shit!' I thought, as I raced through the woods. 'How do I get out of this?' Now you're probably wonder, what one did I get into, why am I running. And what happened to my five year honeymoon. Well to answer them all real quick and in no exact order, I am still on my honeymoon. The time is almost up. And for what situation I am in, well you will know in. Three. Two. One!

"Gotcha!" the oldest demon yelled, latching onto my leg and soon being followed by the three other demons.

"NNNOOOO!!!" I cried out dramatically, earning a round of giggling from the demons.

"Yeah!" They called as one, "We finally got him!"

"Please! Have mercy!" I cried out, making my father in law proud, probably.

"Nope!" The two oldest demons said together, before a new round of laughter was heard.

"Oh how the mighty have fallen." My ever helpful wife teased.

"My savior!" I called out, only to notice too late the glint in her eyes.

"Definitely not." Thalia said, before she joined the demons in the Percy pile.

"Ooof." I oofed out, "What did I do to deserve this?"

"You stole Annabeth's art book!" Zoe and Biance, the twins. Yelled as one.

"Yeah!" Annabeth said, before she yelped in pain from little Luke pulling her hair. "Ouch! Luke!" Annabeth said, rounding on her younger brother.

Luke just giggled in response, and continued to use his little two year old hands to pull her hair.

"Stop it!" Annabeth yelled, trying to fight off the youngest of the demons. And sending the twins into a round of giggling. "It's not funny!" Annabeth yelled, glaring at her older sisters.

Now you are probably confused, because last you heard from us from the creepy guy in the chair, Thalia was pregnant and we were just married and sent on our honeymoon. Well long story short, immortal pregnancies don't last very long, resulting in the birth of Zoe and Bianca, named after the original Zoe and Bianca, though we kept Zoe's name a little simpler. And a year later, we had Annabeth. Which was very much a surprise. And then as you probably figured out, we had Luke a few years after that. So to shorten this already shortened story, Zoe and Bianca are the ripe evil age of five. And love to torment me, Annabeth is just a year younger, rolling in at the age of four, though I swear she is smarter than the twins put together. Don't tell them I said that. And then Luke is two, like I said earlier. Now back to the story.

"Luke!" Annabeth yelled, earning a round of mocking from the twins as they did the creepy twin thing of speaking as one

"Luke!" Zoe and Bianca, before they both broke down in giggles.

"Stop that!" Annabeth yelled, rounding on her sisters and forgetting her original goal of holding me down, and her secondary goal of scolding Luke.

"Stop that!" the twins coroused.

"Girls." Thalia called, prying Luke out of his sister's hair, "You know how much Annabeth hates it when you do that."

"That's the point." Bianca and Zoe said as one. Earning an irritated groan from Annabeth.

"Girls." Thalia said, giving them the look.

"Fine." they grumbled, climbing off of me and walking over to their mother.