Ch 12- A Prophecy Twice Written: A KOTLC x PJO fic

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CH 12 Keefe “Trap!” shouted Annabeth, running away from the crack in the ground. “Thanks, I didn’t notice,” responded Keefe, side-stepping a launch of fur out of the ground. “Chimeras! More!” said Foster. The demigods drew their weapons and turned to face the chimeras. If the little guy they had fought earlier was an imp, these were verminions. Except in both cases, the chimeras were much larger. The new gorgodon-like creatures were also in a small pack; Keefe counted three. “They’re going to get killed,” said Tam, looking at Percy and Annabeth darkly. “You haven’t seen them. They might even be able to hold their own against goblins,” responded Foster. “Well, if they are as good as you are implying, that might give us enough time to put our own powers to use,” said Linh, glancing over worriedly. “Perfect. You guys with the powers go fight them, and I’ll stand here and let you know how they are feeling,” said Keefe. Sometimes, he hated his ability. Other people could control elements, read minds, and cause pain. And Keefe… well, Keefe could tell just how much he was annoying people. Exciting. “Cut the sarcasm, Keefe, we don't have time, "Fitz snapped, ducking to avoid a spray of heat from the mouth of a chimera. “You can use your Empathy!” “And do what? Tell you if the overgrown mutts are angry? Spoiler alert- they are!” “Focus! You can pinpoint people using their emotions, right? Find Peírama!” “Usually I can, if I’m not being actively fried,” Keefe muttered. “Then find out where Peírama is so we can all get out alive.” /Of course./ Thought Keefe. Wow, he was really being helpful this time, not even figuring out how to use his own powers. “Alright, Fitzy, I’ll do that, but what will you guys do?” “The people with physical powers can help fight the monsters-” “I'm working on trying to douse their fire breath,” said Linh, squeezing her eyes shut, water droplets gathering in front of her. “-and the rest of us can hold them back in the air with levitation skill.” “You guys going to help, or should we just hold them off while you guys watch?” asked Percy, panting and appearing beside them. Marella rolled her eyes and glared at him, “You guys are doing just fine by yourselves. We are busy figuring out an actual strategy with our abilities.” “One more thing,” started Dex, “You guys mentioned something about ability restrictor collars. I don’t see any.” Keefe did a quick survey of the chimeras and saw he was right. “I don’t know; she must have realized we are too strong for that,” he shrugged. “Or she has something stronger she will use instead,” suggested Tam. “Wow, thanks for the optimism, Bangs Boy.” “Enough arguing, or they /will/ get hurt out there. Everyone understands the plan?” asked Foster. Everyone nodded their agreement; Marella, Linh, and Tam moved into positions to better use their elements; Foster, Fitz, and Tam formed a loose triangle around the chimeras to try to lift them with telekinesis. Keefe started wandering around. What was he even supposed to be looking for? Emotions. There were a lot of emotions. Strange calmness with low fear from the half-gods. He got the feeling they had done this way too many times before, fighting fatal monsters. It reflected in their fighting, moving as one without talking, as though they were telepaths, knowing where the other was going before they did it. From the elves, fear, but determination and concentration. That was expected. They might be a bit less experienced than the half-gods, but no one wanted the world to end this week. From the chimeras, anger and confusion. Not surprising. Keefe would be confused and angry, too, if little creatures started attacking him just because he blew a teeny bit of fire at them. But none of these were the emotions he was looking for. Peírama /must/ be here somewhere, but he couldn’t find a hint of their emotion anywhere. Unless… they weren’t here. The more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Why would Peírama risk staying here, possibly getting found by the elves or trampled by their own creatures? They would just wait for the teens to get killed and collect their creatures. But wasn’t this their base? Where else would they go? (cont in notes and credits bc i typped to much ToT)