Ch 11- A Prophecy Twice Written: A KOTLC x PJO fic

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CH 11 Percy The eight (im bad at counting and dotn feel like thinking more than 2 seconds abt this so pretend i said the right number if i didnt) elves, Annabeth, and Percy stepped out of the light, and Percy felt himself rebuilding out of the particles, Annabeth beside him. This was his second time light jumping, so he still wasn’t used to it; it reminded him of shadow-traveling, but in lightness instead of darkness. Beside him, Annabeth was the first to speak up. “Alright, British overseas territory. What next?” “Well, we assumed the base would be somewhere around here, but we didn’t expect it to be so… flat,” said Sophie. As he looked around, Percy could see she was right; there were no hills or valleys. Just grass and dirt. “At she can’t sneak up on us?” suggested Percy optimistically. “Boo,” said a sarcastic voice, just as flat as the landscape. The group of teens jumped and turned around, but couldn’t find where it had come from. “Haha!” the voice laughed merrily. “It worked!” “What worked? Who are you?” yelled the blonde elf with braids. “Calm down, Marella,” said the voice, startling the girl, Marella, he supposed. “This vanishing thing is amazing, Biana! Great ability, really.” “Vanisher?” asked Percy, “Wait, are you Peírama? I thought they were a forcefield elf. Can’t you only have one?” “Unless you’re Sophie,” Added Keefe. The voice, Peírama, just laughed again. “I’m not Sophie, but she’s not the only one who was an experiment. You think you were the only one with messed-up DNA?” The brunette girl, Biana, she had called herself earlier, widened her eyes. “Sophie… if she has a bunch of powers like you, we could be in a bit more danger than we thought.” “Speaking of, why haven’t you killed us already?” asked Percy suddenly, “I mean, you have us all in one place and we can’t see you.” “Don’t encourage her,” whispered the strawberry-blonde boy. “Good question! Well, I think the fact that I haven’t killed you earns me some consideration on the offer I'm about to make.” “Oooh, I love offers! What are you going to give us?” said Keefe in mock excitement. “Quiet, boy. You know one thing you all have in common?” they asked. /Trauma?/” thought Percy sarcastically. “/You all have been wronged by your rulers,/” they said slowly, as if bestowing some great knowledge. “Percy, Annabeth. Your lives put in danger by gods who don’t care. Think of all the lives lost, your family, your friends. Together we could be stronger.” Percy glared at them, dark thoughts already running loose in his mind. He didn’t need another villain fueling a revolution like this. “And Keefe. The secrets kept from you. Not only by your mother and them, but by your very rulers, the council. Think of how they’ve hurt your friends. I’m sure you, I, and your friends could do better. And Sophie. You know, you really are my favorite.” “Rude,” cut in Keefe. “You and I are quite similar,” they continued, ignoring Keefe, “We were both exist not because of loving parents, but because of people experimenting. They never cared for us, just wanted to see what we could do. They abandoned me; why would they stick around for you? The second you fail them, what use do they have for you? But together, we could show them just how powerful we really are, and all your friends can be left unharmed. What do you say?” “Alright,” said Biana, “We kept quiet while you made your offer, but that’s it. First of all, Sophie’s not just some lab imp. Shes a living, breathing elf, not a robot that can’t make errors. Second, I can’t speak for us all, but yeah, no.” “My brother and I second that,” said the black-and-silver-haired girl. In turn, everyone voiced their agreement, and then tried to turn to Peírama before realizing they still couldn't see them. They sighed heavily. “Well, I can't say I'm surprised. Good thing I prepared for this.” And the ground in front of the teens erupted.