Percy and the Spirit World (PJO ATLA Crossover)

Chapter Nine

SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG I FORGOT ABT THIS

"𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝙸 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 down 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎."

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Percy

"These waterbenders are so dumb. Do they really think that they can beat the Fire Nation?" My breath caught in my throat. I knew that voice. 

Grover looked nervous too,  but not for the same reason I did. He grabbed my hand and whispered, "We have to get out of here." I peeled my eyes away from the door. I swallowed hard.

"How? We can't exactly go through the door," I whispered back. 

Grover looked around the place, debating something. "Percy, there's something I probably should have told you a lot earlier." And he's saying this now?

"Can it wait? We've got a bit of a situation here," I gestured towards the door. 

Grover looked at the door a moment more and the grabbed my arm and dragged me to the fish pond. 

What are they doing? 

Grover put his hands on the surface of the water and closed his eyes. I could still hear the two Fire Nation soldiers outside the door, but I was too far away to make out words. 

"Yeah, what are you doing?" More urgency than I meant snuck into my voice.

"Just trust me, Perce," Grover looked from me to the water and muttered something in another language. A white glow spread from his hands throughout the crystal clear water.

I stared at the glowing water, completely astonished. Grover grabbed my arm, and before I could say anything, he pulled me under. I closed my eyes on instinct, expecting to feel cold water on my face, but felt no such thing. Only warmth. When I opened my eyes again, I was surrounded by rolling hills and strange buildings with columns arranged in a U shape. Fields of a fruit I had never seen before flooded over the hills and I could distantly see people with baskets picking them. Kids, both my age and younger and older, were everywhere. And they were all staring at me.

"Percy, welcome to Camp Halfblood," Grover smiled at me. I stared at him, speechless. He continued, "This is a place for... special... people. People like you."

"People like me?" 

He nodded. "Yes. 

I stared at him. "What?"

He fiddled with his sleeve for a moment before saying, "I should take you to Chiron."

"Huh?"

Instead of answering, he grabbed my wrist and quickly lead me towards a large blue earth-kingdom looking house with its walls made of wooden planks. He opened the door and inside was a man in a wheelchair reading a book. He had short brown hair and a beard of the same color. I assumed this was Chiron. He looked up and smiled when he saw us. "Ah, Grover. I see you found someone," he greeted. Grover nodded.

"This is Percy, he's Water Tribe."

The man turned to me, "Percy, how old are you?"

"Um, twelve." 

"Have you been claimed?" 

"What?" The question concerned me. Claimed? I'm no ones property. Not anymore.

The man seemed to realize that that is a very strange question to anyone who doesn't know what claiming was. "It just means that your godly parent has said that you are their kid, don't worry." I blinked. He turned his gaze to Grover. "Have you explained anything yet?"

Grover shook his head, "I haven't gotten a chance. We came in a rush."

"Ah, most kids like it better when someone they know well explains this to them, so I'll let you be." Then he stood up, revealing the body of a horse attacked to his torso. My mouth fell open and he laughed and walked, or trotted, out of the house. 

Grover sat me down and took a deep breath, "So you know of the spirit realm, right?" I nodded. Of course I know of the spirit realm. "Well, right now, you are in the spirit realm." He paused and looked at me.

"What? Isn't that like an avatar only thing?" 

"Well, for most people it is. But there is a certain group of spirits, called the 'Gods' that have the power to pass over into the human realm and... have kids... with mortals. And these kids are called 'demigods'." So that's one the fish where talking about. Is that why I could understand them? "And that's what you are. One of these spirits, came down, had an affair, and now you're here."

I stared at him in disbelief. "Are you pulling my leg?" I said after awhile. There was no way this could be real. "Am I dreaming?"

Grover chuckled and scratched a spot on his arm. "No, I'm not, and this is real. Oh!" He seemed to remember something, and leaned down to take off his boots. 

"Uh, what are you doing?" I asked skeptically. I watched as he took his boots off, revealing something I can't say I expected. He has hooves. Grover, my best friend, has hooves. I must've been staring, cause he started bleating like a goat dog. My face turned red and I looked away. "Thats, uh, new." I sure did seem to be saying 'uh' a lot. "So are you one of the demigods?"

"No, I'm a satyr. I'm part goat. Satyrs help find demigods and take them here," he gestured to the place he had taken me. "To Camp Halfbood."

"Safe? From the Fire Nation?"

"No no no, well, that too, I guess. But there are monsters that want to kill demigods. Remember Dodds?" He referred to one of the healing teachers who had randomly attacked me a few months ago, only for Pakku to walk around the corner and make her regret it. Then she disappeared and I hadn't seen her since.

"What about her?" I paused. "Is she a demigod too?"

"She's one of the monsters I was talking about. She's a kindly one, they're like, scary demon ladies of the underworld." 

"Oh. How did we get here?"

"Oh! To get to Camp Halfblood, you have to be in an area with high spiritual vibrations. Places like the little pond room we were in, air temples (even if they're all empty), even a fortune teller's work space would probably work. Heck, I bet you could reach it in a room with the avatar. From there, you just have to put your hand on the walls, surface of some water, a table, whatever you want, really, and say 'to my Camp Halfblood home, where free we all may roam' but in Ancient Greek, the language of the Gods." He quickly translated the phrase for me and I did my best to memorize it. 

He glanced out the window and saw the light beginning to dim into night. "We should probably get you to your cabin. You'll be staying in the Hermes cabin until you're claimed, since he's the god of travelers and such. Follow me."

"The Gods are gods of certain thing?" I yelled as I followed him outside to the cabins. I was so confused with all the new information, I almost forgot about the battle in the Northern Water Tribe.