The exchange student(Percy Jackson/Batman Crossover)

Chapter one

Oh no an update! be sacred oof, :)

-Percy's Pov-

I remember December 22 so vividly that it almost feels like a nightmare, and in a twisted sicked way, it was. I keep wishing that I will wake up and that it will all go away, their screaming will all go away. But life is cruel, that I have learned. So it has left me with memory's and only that. The memory's of those  around me dancing, twirling in suits and dresses that sparkled. It almost seemed like a fairy tale up until a shrill scream erupted from across the room, and then another followed, and another, and another. But the screams didn't as much scare me as what followed them did. Because when the terrifying silence followed after, my heart stopped as the only thumping heard was the one when bodies met crystal clear flooring.  

Demigods, family, fell I saw small glitches of light when my father started to fall. Poseidon god of the sea in all his glory with ichor streaming down his face, along with the other gods did nothing but flee. I backed up against the nearest corner as my hand where now sticky and my bottoms wet from the floor which I had been sitting on. I knew it was blood without looking down, I knew the feeling of blood and the anguish it brought. When my mother fell in front of me my hand were covered in the same blood that they now are covered in thick crimson red that seeps in to every inch of your skin.

I remember staring down at my hands, moments later knees up to my chest, and then nothing. Hours after the event the authorities found me, the sole survivor of the Olympian massacre. They don't know who did it, not that they could investigate much, they held me in CPS for about two months until the gods were able to use the mist on them and I was sent back home. Zeus had someone watch over the company and sent a letter explaining that until the prophecy is fulfilled and the threat is found, Olympus would be on lock down. I had access to all the vaults and was trusted with everything, although they did say they would communicate if they needed something. 

So much like after the death of my mother I was left to grieve, all alone. Sometimes I would visit them, as they were buried with thousands more in the Olympian cemetery. But as the years passed, life continued, I was kept informed on the company and kept up in my study's, no matter how much I had to skip, or in other words fight monsters thus not to get eaten alive. I haven't seen many other demigods, but I caught word that they had started using the old camp on Long Island again as a safe haven.  I contemplated visiting once but chose against it, I don't think i'm ready to be with other demigods again.

A couple months ago I iris messaged the gods in hopes of being able to attend an exchange student program, I had heard about on the paper. Not all of them were on board but my father was able to convince them, they agreed it would be good socially, on one condition, Zeus go to choose the location. Zeus being, Zeus decided on the most crime ridden dangerous city in the U.S, Gotham, New Jersey.  But at least its something, what the mortals know on me is that I am they sole survivor of the Olympian massacre,and  I am heir to the Olympian fortune. So not a lot.

That leaves me here three years since that fateful night, at the ripe age of twelve, on an airplane, that mind you is actually not going to be blown out of the sky, surprise, surprise. Pretending to read a book as I mentally go over my life story, oh goody. Like I could read this book anyway, Dyslexia is a pain, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Flying in a plane wasn't as bad as I thought honestly, with first class seating you couldn't go wrong. The flight attendants kept staring at me weirdly though, its kind of creepy, what?, you never seen a twelve year old demigod dressed in a tux before? gosh, people are weird.

This tux is itchy thought, I usually just wear a hoodie and jeans but with the rest of everyone up in Olympus I have to quote on quote "Keep up the appearance".  The school i'm going too even makes us wear a version of a laid down tux with a crest on the left side. Curse Zeus, and Gotham academy's horrible outrageous dress code.  

-A couple hours ago-

"Plane to Gotham from Greece, De-boarding now"

A Ladies voice rang through my head, and I sleepily grabbed my backpack an followed the line of the steadily growing amount of people in the aisle. Following one after the other I started to get bored going so slow and couldnt help fidgeting. So I ducked passed a lady 

"Excuse me miss"

then I we beside another in and out in between the sorry crowd that where slower then slow.

"Excuse me sir"

"Sorry miss"

"Excuse me miss"

"Could you let me pass"

"Sorry mis-

I looked up and ran straight in to a tall man in a suit. I looked around and realized I had gotten off and was finally at the airport. 

"are you okay chum?"

The mans voice shook me out and I looked up at him, before saying "Yes sir, sorry sir, just trying to find someone"

I quickly scurried off ignoring the faint sound of him calling a "wait-

gotta remember, most crime ridden city in the U.S, don't trust anyone. Now to find my host family. only one teensie weenise little itsy bitsy problem.......I have no idea what they look like.

-Bruce's POV-

Well that was hectic, i'm almost certain that, that kid looks familiar, I thought as I watched the black haired kid disappear in the crowd of people. I went back to where I had left the boys and smiled as I saw my two youngest bickering like always and Dick holding up a 

"WELCOME TO GOTHAM"  sign with blue glitter all over

The second that my oldest saw me he said 

"Did you find him! did you find him!" 

basically jumping off the ground in excitement. I simply gave him a little smile and shook my head, then I motioned for the kids file, that we got that included a picture. I took out the picture as my suspicions were confirmed, I had just missed the kid. 

"He ran in to me but didn't know who I was so an off toward the luggage area"

Then I motioned for them to follow me so that we could  make sure the kid didnt get lost, Gotham was a dangerous city and some learn that the hard way. We moved in between people straight toward the luggage carts when I felt someone grab my hand. I whipped my hand around and looked at Tim who quickly said 

"Wait wheres Jason?" 

At that moment I did realize that Jason had wandered off. Well Jason is a grown adult I don't doubt his ability to make decisions, I just hope he has enough sense today not to cause any trouble.

This isn't that great but I just really wanted to update, comment any ideas! sorry for being lazy :)