Demons, Demigods and Hunters (Percy Jackson/Supernatural)

Chapter 39

Anna

Anna dragged some of the debris aside, making a comfortable nest in what was left of Medea's department store. A rainbow shimmered to life right next to her. Chiron's face appeared next to her.

"Hey Chiron. What's going on? I'm not supposed to check in for a few more days."

"Dianne, how did you do it? And more importantly how do we undo it?" Chiron admonished. Anna snickered. The camp must have discovered her revenge by now.

"Do what Chiron? I'm in Chicago, what could I have possibly done from here?" She asked innocently, as though she hadn't been laughing the moment before.

"Dianne, somehow you managed to circumvent the weather spell over us and have left every camper involved in the lake incident with a miniature hurricane over their heads. And all of Nico's clothing is pink. Will Solace has reported that buying new clothing doesn't help. As soon as he puts it on, pink." Anna kept her neutral face.

"How could I have worked such complex magic, not even considering that I am not a child of Hecate, without anyone noticing? Especially since I've been on the road for the last thirteen hours." Chiron shook his head. Anna gave him a sweet smile. A door slammed and Anna heard Nico shouting.

"Is he talking to her? I want to say something! Blu!" Nico shouted through the door.

*"Li mortacci tua! How do you undo this cazzo!" Anna let herself smirk. She heard someone snap at Nico about his language.

*"Buona fortuna fratellino!" Anna shouted back. Nico burst into view. Anna howled with laughter. Her curse had expanded and his clashing glittery pink ensemble was now topped with bright yellow and pink glittery hair.

"I'm blonde!" Nico shrieked at her. Even Chiron cracked a grin.

*"That's what you get for messing with your grande sorella." Anna cackled. Chiron wheeled away, leaving Anna and Nico to chat to themselves.

"Oh please tell me the Stolls got photographic evidence." Anna gasped.

"They won't get to keep it for long." Nico said darkly, his dark glower somewhat ruined by the absurdity of his outfit.

"You know, most of camp thinks Annabeth is the most terrifying. You can see her coldly calculate a thousand different scenarios and each time she will come out on top. But I think we should fear you even more. Because you are the only person I've ever met who can hide their intentions, even in their eyes. Annabeth may be a strategist, but at the end of the day she is a soldier; a general. Blu, you're an assassin, a spy. We never know what you think." Nico said. Anna kept laughing, but it became an exercise in what Nico said she did best; hiding. And he wasn't wrong. She let her mirth die away naturally.

"Little brother, there is much you do not understand. I must go now." Anna waved her hand through the rainbow, not allowing Nico to see her eyes grow colder than Stygian ice.

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Translation:

*you're ancestors were terrible! (Italian insult) how do you undo this shit?
*good luck little brother!
*big sister

(Italian)