Ch 4- A Prophecy Twice Written: A KOTLC x PJO fic

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CH 4 Keefe “Ok,” said Keefe, “walk me through what happened one more time.” Foster sighed, “I told you, I’m still processing what happened myself, but I was trying to study for the upcoming test in The Universe-” “Sorry, but why were you doing that? You literally have a perfect score, Foster. Photographic memory.” “Just making sure. Anyway, /he/”-she pointed at the blond man lounging in the corner (was he glowing???)- “appeared out of nowhere and told me he was Apollo, and had a message.” “So?” “So what?” “Have you read the message yet?” “No, I wanted to wait until you got here.” “Aww, thanks, Foster!” She did that cute little blush thing she did when she got embarrassed. “Well,” cut in the man, ‘Apollo’, “I don’t mean to interrupt, except I do, but I am on a schedule. I need to be in Olympus in my full form soon for some sort of meeting, ordered by my oh-so-mighty father, and this is taking too long.” “Oh, and whose your father? Zeus?” Keefe asked, rolling his eyes. “Yes, he is,” said ‘Apollo’, confused, as if he wasn’t sure what the sarcasm was for. Suddenly, Keefe realized something, and apparently, Foster realized it at the same time because she said, “Wait. ‘Neither fully elf nor fully blood of Olympus’. Does that mean…” “Ah, yes, now we have gotten there!” Apollo said, smiling. “So just to be clear, the Greek Gods are real, or are we completely on the wrong track?” Apollo smiled, “In the flesh and blood! Well, I suppose not blood, ichor.” “Well, I guess I’ve been thrown into crazier things. I didn’t even come into the Lost Cities till I was 12,” Foster assured someone, although Keefe wasn’t sure who. It was most likely herself, though, because of how she was pulling at her eyelashes. “Hey, Foster,” She looked up, and he moved closer to her. “It’ll be fine. We can just read the letter, go to the party they probably invited us to, and move back to working on the Neverseen.” She blushed. It was way too easy to embarrass her. “Of course, I almost completely forgot about the message!” She looked over at the man who was now looking past them. Keefe looked over and saw that Fitz, Dex, and Biana were approaching. “Hey!” called Biana. “You ready to play Base Quest?” Keefe looked over at Foster, and her brown eyes widened. “Oh no, I completely forgot I told them we could play today!” “Is something going on?” Dex asked, seeing the worried looks on their faces. “And who is that?” asked Biana, gesturing to Apollo. “Hello there!” said Apollo. “So, how much longer is this going to last? I really need to get back.” Keefe sighed. “You can go, can we just get the message? “Oh yeah, here you go,” Apollo said, disappearing in a burst of light, followed by a small pop. “So, is anyone going to explain what is happening?” Asked Fitz, looking around. “Well,” started Foster, “I guess I’ll go back to the beginning.” She explained how he had appeared in her living room, how he had claimed to be Apollo, how she had called over Keefe, and how they realized the line connection to Olympus. When she finished, they were met with blank stares. “And just to be clear, this is not some weird prank?” asked Biana, as if she was hoping it was. “You saw him yourself,” confirmed Foster. “Wait a second,” said Fitz. “Why did you call /him/" - gesturing to Keefe- "over before any of us?” “I-” “Fitz! Honestly, they’re in loooove,” Protested Biana “Anyway,” said Foster, blushing yet again, “We should read the message.” They opened up the envelope and read the message. ‘Hello, others! If you are reading this, we assume Apollo had followed through on his promise to deliver the message. Probably because he was promised food. But anyway, you most likely received that prophecy. If you don’t know who we are, we are demigods from Camp Half-Blood. Long story short, the gods of Olympus are real, they have us, mortal children, and we are pretty sure we need to meet up with you guys. Meet us at Times Square in New York, United States, at noon in 2 days. Or don’t I guess, we can’t really stop you. But if you do, we can figure out what it all means! Hopefully, see you then! From the Demigods at CHB.'