Status Updates From Percy Kane Crossover: Demig...

THE CROWN OF PTOLEMY
RATING 4.9 Needed a bit more of pA but it was great I LOVEVED IT SOOOOOOO MUCH

‘I love the way you think,
’ she said.
‘And I’m glad you’re not a god.
’
She kissed me, and I decided that I was glad too. A kiss in the sunset and
the promise of a good bacon cheeseburger – with that kind of payoff, who
needs immortality

I LOVE THEM SOOO MUCH

PERCABETH
When she saw me, she kept her battle face on, but from the gleam in her
eyes I could tell she was relieved.
I mean … we’d just passed our one-year dating anniversary. I figured I was
a sort of long-term investment for her. She hoped I would pay dividends
eventually; if I died now, she would’ve put up with all my annoying qualities
for nothing.
‘Y ou lived,
’ she noted.
AWWWWW

She scanned my memories. I saw my own past from her dry, cynical point
of view: I stood in the throne room of Mount Olympus after the war against
the Titans. Zeus offered me a reward: godhood. I turned him down flat. I
wanted justice for other demigods instead. I wanted the gods to stop being
jerks and to pay attention to their kids.

PJO POV OF SAIDIE P3

Yet, looking at Sadie, I could imagine that someday maybe I’d have a little
girl who looked like Annabeth and acted like me – a cute little hellion of a
demigod, stomping through puddles and flattening monsters with magic
camels.

AWWWWWWWWW AMOOOOOOOO

PJ POV OF SAIDIE P2

I mean, you date someone
for over a year, the idea is going to be in the back of your mind somewhere,
right? But still – I’m barely seventeen. I’m not ready to think too seriously
about stuff like that. Also, I’m a demigod. On a day-to-day basis, I’m busy
just trying to stay alive.

PJ POV OF SAIDIE

She reminded me of someone …
Then it occurred to me. She looked like a younger version of Annabeth, but
her fidgeting and hyperness reminded me of … well, me. If Annabeth and I
ever had a daughter, she might be a lot like Sadie.
Whoa.
It’s not like I’d never dreamed about kids before.

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

So what’s the plan?’ Carter asked.
‘Maybe a flanking manoeuvre?’
‘Or,
’ Annabeth said,
‘we could try a diversionary –
’
‘Charge!’ Sadie barrelled into the clearing, her staff in one hand and her
Greek scroll in the other.
I glanced at Annabeth.
‘Y our new friend is awesome.
’
Then I followed Sadie.

Sadie rolled her eyes at me.
‘Just as I feared. These two together … they’ll
overthink us to death.
’
I felt the same way, but Annabeth was getting that annoyed stormy look in
her eyes and, since I date Annabeth, I figured I’d better suggest a
compromise.
JAJAAAJAJAJAA

AAAAAA AMOOOOOOOOO
Understood. No bad guys turning immortal on my watch.
’ I kissed her,
because 1) when you’re a demigod going into battle, every kiss might be your
last, and 2) I like kissing her.
‘Be careful.
’

PA MO

Annabeth knitted her eyebrows. Even with her blonde hair plastered to the
side of her face, she looked cute. Her eyes were the same colour as the storm
clouds.

THE STAFF OF SERAPIS
Rate 4.89 loved it so much LOVE SAIDE and everything it was great.

BEAUTIFUL PERCABETH MOMENT

The future is a good thing, the dog seemed to say. It’ s cute and fuzzy!
If Annabeth struck at the Labrador’s head, what if she killed her own future
– the plans she had for college, the plans she’d made with Percy … ?

wrapped in cellophane, and under that …
Annabeth’s lower lip trembled. She pulled out something she hadn’t carried
with her in a long time: her battered blue New Y ork Y ankees cap.
She glanced up at the darkening sky.
‘Mom?’ THE CAP AAAAAAAAAAA

Sadie offered her hand. Her eyes were full of sympathy.
‘Look, I know it’s
a lot, but nothing has changed. Y ou’re still the same tough-skinned, rucksack-
wielding demigod you’ve always been. And now you have a lovely dagger as
well.
’

Now, looking at the shifting curtains of colours, Annabeth felt like a six-
year-old kid again, just learning how terrible and dangerous her world really
was. BROO SO SAD

Um … it’s your wand,
’ Annabeth said.
‘I picked it up and … I don’t know.
It just changed into the kind of dagger I usually use.
’
‘Huh. Well, magic items do have a mind of their own. Keep it. I’ve got
more at home. Now, which way did Fido go?’
‘Over there.
’ Annabeth pointed with her new blade. BROOOOOOOO THE DAGER

PERCABETH MOMENT

Normally Annabeth liked walking on the beach. The ocean reminded her of
Percy. But today she was hungry and exhausted. Her backpack felt heavier by
the moment, and the dog creature’s magic made her want to hurl.

LOOOOVEEEE SAIDE’S AND ANNABETHS RELATIONSHIP

Annabeth meets saidie p3

Karate Girl couldn’t have been older than thirteen. Her eyes were brilliant
blue, like a child of Zeus’s. Her long blonde hair was streaked with purple
highlights. She looked very much like a child of Athena – ready for combat,
quick and alert and fearless. Annabeth felt as if she were seeing herself from
four years ago, around the time she first met Percy Jackson.

Annabeth meets said y part 2

Slung over her left shoulder was a blue nylon
backpack with a curved ivory stick – a boomerang? – hanging from the strap.
But the girl’s most intimidating weapon was her white wooden staff – about
five feet long, carved with the head of an eagle, the whole length glowing like
Celestial bronze.
Annabeth met the girl’s eyes, and a feeling of déjà vu rocked her.

Annabeth meets saidie p1

Annabeth studied the other girl at the opposite end of the car, trying to
assess her threat level.
The newcomer wore white linen trousers and a matching blouse, kind of
like a karate uniform. Her steel-tipped combat boots looked like they could
inflict damage in a fight.

A chill spread between Annabeth’s shoulder blades. She remembered
something Percy had told her a few weeks ago – about an encounter he’d had
that seemed so impossible she’d assumed he was joking.
But now….

She glanced wistfully at the F train that would’ve taken her uptown to
Percy’s place. Then she ran up the stairs after the monster.

I give the son of sobec a 4.5 because it is really good but i needed more merging of the worlds, and percabeth

A few moments ago, I’d decided Percy was
no magician. Y et I’d never seen a magician who could control so much water.
The crocodile stumbled and struggled, shuffling in a circle with the current.

‘Petsuchos,
’ I said.
‘It’s a Greek word, but the monster is Egyptian. It was
like the mascot of Sobek’s temple, worshipped as a living god.
’
Percy grunted.
‘You sound like Annabeth.
’
‘Who?’
‘Nothing. Just skip the history lesson. How do we kill it?’

‘I’m sorry about hitting you with that fist spell. It was an accident. But
the thing I don’t understand … it should have killed you. It didn’t. That
doesn’t make sense.
’
‘Don’t sound so disappointed,
’ he muttered.
‘But, while we’re on the
subject, you should be dead too. Not many people can fight me that well. And
my sword should have vaporized your crocodile.

Love them

In the back of my mind, I knew Camper Boy could kill me easily. For some
reason he didn’t. A wave of nausea made me double over.
Percy is the goat