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(Percy)

Me, Annabeth, Will, Nico, Frank, Hazel and Leo (Piper needs a break) were chilling in a random café near Camp Jupiter. I mean, we deserve a break after all that Roman emperor resurrecting nonsense. Also that Gaia stuff, too. Currently, Nico and Will were telling us what happened in Tartarus when they went there to rescue Bob and Small Bob.

"No, because Nyx was very annoying at some point. I mean, who says we can't change ourselves?" Will ranted, but then he saw his broody boyfriend secretly trying to summon the dead. "Neeks, stop that right now. We are in a normal mortal café and we don't want no clearsighted mortals seeing you doing that, okay?"

Me and the rest of the group held back our laughs as we saw Nico pouting because he had to stop rising the dead.

"Anyway, back to the story." Will glared at Nico before continuing to explain their quest and fight with Nyx. Dam, so many things can happen in a single week sometimes.

I already knew the story since Chiron told me it all so I let myself zone out for about the fifth time this hour. My very smart (probably-water-logged) brain can't handle too much at once.

Then I snapped out of my small trance because a trio of friends entered the café; two boys and a girl. One of the boys had raven black hair, green eyes and round glasses. The other boy had ginger hair, freckles and gray-ish blue eyes, kind of like mine when someone steals my blue pancakes. The only girl seemed to be the smartest of the three. She had brown eyes and very curly brown hair.

I smiled. The trio reminded me of the simpler times when it was just me, Annabeth and Grover. Then my brain remembered that it had to hate my guts so I went back to zoning out.

(Hazel)

I watched Percy as he zoned out. Again.

"Wow, Aquaman really doesn't stop getting distracted." Leo joked while fiddling with metal scraps. He seemed to be making a small figure of an animal, but I decided to not question him. I wanted to keep my brain un-melted today.

I decided to speak up. "Well, I am never going to let you two out of my sight again." I said to Will and Nico, "You guys do the most random things while unsupervised."

"Well, you can't expect much normalcy from them." Frank shrugged and then pecked me on the cheek. I blushed slightly.

"Wow, I can't believe I'm being the 7th wheel again." Leo said with his signature smirk.

The group collectively laughed at that, but I could tell the son of Hephaestus was hiding his pain behind jokes again. He had searched for a romantic relationship for so long. When Leo finally found one, it turned out to be toxic. Leo deserved better than Calypso.

"So, guys," Nico spoke for the first time, which made me tear my attention from Leo momentarily, "Anyone notice anything weird about that trio that walked in earlier? I mean, they basically scream hello, nearby monster, I'm not a regular human! Come and disembowel me with your jaws!"

"Wow, that was a pretty accurate description of the average suicidal demigod." Annabeth said bluntly. "Still, we can't approach them and say 'sup, mate, you aren't mortal lmao. You're now gonna happily come with us to a camp full of the children of the gods and you can do absolutely nothing about it, so say goodbye to your friends and families.'"

"They don't seem very goddy to me, though. There's a low chance that they're demigods or legacies." Percy spoke up, somehow not zoned out anymore.

"Gods, Perce, you've stayed around Meg for too long." I commented, slightly snickering.

"Shut up." he responded, though there were no real malice behind his words.

(Harry)

We entered a café because it has been difficult to apparated all the way here and no one splinched, fortunately. We needed a break.

Me, Ron and Hermione sat down on a table. It was quite noisy, mostly due to seven teenagers sitting on a table, talking as a group. It was almost as loud as the Great Hall at that point.

"Guys, are those.." Ron narrows his eyes. "..Dark Marks??"

"Huh?" Hermione questioned him.

He then pointed at one of the teenager's forearm. The teenager had curly dark red hair, dark skin and chocolate brown eyes that probably could give out terrifying glares. I squinted my eyes and saw a tattoo there that looks like the Dark Mark.

"Merlin's left sock, you're right." I spoke up. "Should we-"

"Confront them?" Ron interrupted me. "Bloody hell, yes."

"No, Ron. We need to see what they're gonna do. They could be powerful."

"Yeah, but could, hmm? Not WILL."

"Guys!" Hermione stopped our bickering. "How about we just observe them for afar, okay?"

"Okay." Me and Ron say together in defeat.

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(Hermione)

I visibly facepalm. The boys were so stupid. Well, Ron's different. He's annoying but in an endearing way- no, he's just annoying. Just annoying.

Anyway, before I could stop him, Ron stole Harry's Invisibility Cloak and put it over himself, turning invisible. Then he went wherever.

"Ron!" I said disapprovingly. "Come back."

No response. That was excepted.

"Well, that was something." Harry commented. "He better keep my Cloak clean."

(Leo)

Yep. Seven-wheeling again. Oh well, it's fine. Either way, I continued to make the small animal automaton subconsciously. Eventually, me and the other decided to go to Camp Jupiter after Percy had finished his blueberry muffin.

During our trip to the Roman camp, I couldn't help but feel like something was watching us walk. That's normal, though. Monsters or random deities always like following us. I mean, the world loves us. We saved it once or thrice.

Though, it felt more.. human.

Oh well. I decided to ignore it. We entered Camp Jupiter quickly since it was near the café. I felt nervous, obviously. Last time I was here, I got possessed and started a war. Not fun. As we entered through the tunnel, I fidgeted with the small automaton thingamabob.

"Wow, long time no see, camp number two." Nico said.

I decided to chew on a scrap of metal because yum. "Well, I certainly don't like this place. The Hephaestus kids aren't cursed here. Shocker."

"Vulcan, not Hephaestus." Annabeth corrected.

"Okay, Wise Girl." Percy teased her but went quiet when she glared at him.

Meanwhile, Frank and Hazel were just silently holding hands. Lucky them. Of course, Nico and Will are having an extremely random conversation about Star Wars.

Hazel suddenly looked back. "Um, guys, I think I saw something.."

"Weird. I've also been feeling this weird presence ever since we left the café." I add.

"You felt a weird presence this whole time and you didn't tell us!?" Will almost yelled. I just grinned sheepishly in response.

Frank spoke up. "Okay guys, quit bickering. Let's find out what that weird presence is already."

"One sec-" I concentrate to try and see if the presence is still there. "Huh, it's gone.."

"Weird." Nico hummed. "Well, maybe it's just in our heads, but we still gotta watch out for it."

The group collectively agreed.

(Emma Johnson - daughter of Venus (my OC but u can use it if u want [hehehe 'Johnson']))

So I was just sitting on the soft grass with my cabinmates, and then they came. Ugh, I swear they're the most annoying group of demigods ever; Jackson, Chase, di Angelo, Solace, Zhang and Ms. Levesque-what's-her-name. Oh, also that Valdez. (They aren't on a first-name basis.)

I rolled my eyes as I stood up, flipping my fabulous black hair.

I then hear a crashing sound in the distance. The plates broke. Again.

"Why are there a bunch of broken plates near the dining tables thingies?" Leo questions.

"Uh, didn't you hear the loud crashing sound?" I question him harshly.

"Oh, yeah, I was wondering what that noise was." Annabeth says. "I was kind of hoping it was you who crashed, though."

Nico snickers but stops when Will glares at him. The group then walks away.

"Ugh," I scoff, "They're so annoying."

(Ron)

After I checked out what the Death eaters were doing, I went back to Harry and Hermione.

"So guys, they went through this tunnel thingy. I followed them and there was, like, a huge secret city place or something." I tell them after giving Harry the Cloak back. "They had weapons, statues, shrines to some bearded guy with a wacky lightning bolt, and everyone there had the Dark Mark!"

"Well that sounds worrying." Hermione replies. "We just fought against Voldemort and his Death Eaters, and now we find out that there is a whole city of those slugs."

Harry neatly folded the Cloak and put it in his bag. "We need to find a way to raid them. We can't just leave them there and walk away as if we finally had our happily-ever-after."

I nod in agreement. "You think we can call the Order and the Ministry? Maybe some professors too."

"Wow, Ron, that's a surprisingly good idea from you for once." Hermione says.

"Why, thank you." I reply. "Wait what?"

"Okay, we need to find out a plan to raid their place." Harry pipes in. "Death Eaters are powerful, and bloody hell that sounds like a lot of them."

"True. Also, don't you find it weird that no muggle is questioning and/or overhearing our plans?" I question curiously.

"Now that I think of it, that's kind of weird." Hermione muses. "This is a first.."

"Eh, it's probably fine." Harry responds with a shrug. "We'll figure that out later. We have a Death Eater place camp city thingy. Or whatever Ron said."

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(Annabeth)

We walked around Camp Jupiter for a while. Hazel and Frank had to go back to their duties as praetors (THEY GROW UP SO QUICKLY) but it's fine.

Suddenly, Rachel approached us cheerfully. Being the host of an Oracle doesn't give you much entertainment options. "Hi guys!" She greeted. "How's it going?"

"Everything's good." I reply. "Nothing really interesting going on for a change."

"That's great." Rachel nodded. "To be honest, not much happened here either. Apollo fought some dead Roman emperors with us though. He was a mortal."

"Yeah, he fought them with us too." Percy replies, managing to ignore Leo taking random things out of his toolbelt. Mostly screwdrivers. (Commander Toolbelt ayy!!!!!!!)

"Oh, also, there was this new kid too from yesterday. Apparently, her name was Susan Reynolds." She adds with a shrug. "She doesn't interact much, to be honest. I'm starting to believe that they don't belong here. I mean, she shapeshifted into Alexander Hamilton and then went to cause chaos, but legally."

"Wow, that's.. interesting." Will says with narrowed eyes, looking utterly confused.

We just continue talking about random things as we walk around, not doing much. Though, Leo was unusually quiet, and was fiddling with scraps a lot more than normal. I didn't blame him, really. I would be anxious too if I got possessed by powerful and evil spirits that controlled me to start a war between two big groups of demigods.

"Hey guys, so, have I told you about that one time I burnt water?" Leo speaks up casually.

"You WHAT!?" Nico exclaims. "So, let me get this straight. Wait, no wrong word. Oh well. Either way, I survived a war at the ripe age of 10, got my memory wiped and came back to the mortal world after several decades just to come to a fire-immune demigod son of Hephaestus that did the impossible. Why is life so cruel?"

"Oh, so that's why I had that weird feeling a week ago." Percy comments. "It's because someone managed to burn water."

Leo just grins sheepishly. "The more you know!"

(Harry)

We sent an owl to Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic;

'Hello, Ron here! So, we found this group of Death Eaters and there was a whole city of them. We were wondering if you guys could help us SnEaKiLy attack them, like an bush? Ah, right, ambush. I definitely knew that. Either way, bye!'

"Why did we let Ron write the letter?" Hermione asked. I just shrugged in response.

We patiently waited as we all ate 'Fonzies'. Ron found them on his way back, and I've got to admit; they taste extremely good.

"So, guys, what do we do now?" I ask the two in a bored tone.

Ron looks up from- yeah, I actually don't know where -before speaking up. "I guess we just wait for their response."

"Seems reasonable enough." Hermione responds with a shrug.

(Nico)

I fiddled with my skull ring while listening in to the conversations, occasionally adding my own comments here and there.

As I was looking at the group (mostly Will), I noticed that green fumes started to come out of Rachel's mouth. Great, I thought. Another prophecy.

"Four demigods and one mortal shall travel northwest to the school of magic,

Intended to find the lost demigod and the wild runaway.

Beware of the forgotten god wandering around, still with a story so tragic,

Still guarding a lost and non-existing gateway.

Challenges will be faced and many hardships will be shared,

Rumors shall spread, but don't believe them if declared."

Rachel then gasped and fell, but Will swiftly caught her. He gingerly placed her on a nearby chair.

"Why again?" Percy whined. I'm still wondering how I ever had a crush on him.

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(Hecate)

What is this that I am currently seeing? My two worlds are on the verge of fighting? Nope. I am actually not going to accept this. I worked way too hard to keep them away from each other, but now there's a prophecy.

Now I might seem like a Hera for doing this, but...

I stood up, carrying my polecat Gale in my arms for emotional support. Everyone and everything needs it. I then transported myself to the mortal world. I kind of pissed off the wind gods earlier, so this might take a while. Long story, will maybe explain later.

(Ron)

Reinforcements arrived or something. We all stayed at the park for a snack break and some muggles were staring at us. I mean, we were an army British of wizards. I couldn't blame them.

Anyway, I lead them all to the Death Eater camp, which wasn't too far away. We went through the tunnel and I knocked the guards out by throwing frying pans at their heads. It's WAY easier than spells, and mum wanted me to throw those pans out either way. They were dented very badly. (Cough- George -cough.)

When we walked in, some of the wizards gaped in amazement at the architecture. I really don't want to bore you with those boring details. (I'm just too lazy to write it, shh.....)

A Death Eater in full Roman armor spotted us and shouted something in Latin, something like 'stat in prop eh cucumber um'. (Small note because I can't say this in the actual notes bc it won't make sense: I had to use Google translate and made have Ron have bad hearing sometimes lmao. The demigod actually said 'statiin prope cuniculum' btw.)

One of the older wizards spoke up. "That was Latin. How does a teenager know so much Latin?"

"Never mind that." Hermione hissed. "Be prepared to fight more Death Eaters." Me and the others nodded in response, gripping our wands.

Then, the Death Eater looked at us again, their expression filled with confusion. "'Death Eaters'? Why would we eat Mors? And why are you guys holding a bunch of sticks as if that would help you?" They questioned. (Mors is Roman equivalent of Thanatos)

"What the bloody hell are you saying-?" I start to say, but I get interrupted by reinforcements coming. Woah, that is a LOT of Death Eaters.

A buff Chinese guy with a purple shirt (with a toga on top) and a bow and arrow stood in the front, the arrow knocked and pointed at me since I was at the front. A girl with orange curly hair and chocolate colored (wearing the same outfit) skin stood next to him, holding something that looked like a golden sword.

"Who are you people and how in Tartarus did you get through the borders?" The girl asked coldly, even though she sounded like she could also be the nicest person I will ever encounter.

Harry stepped up, pointing his wand at her in return. "We're wizards. You Death Eaters should know that too, considering you're practically one of us."

"Hey, I've, uh, read a book about wizards. What was it, Hairy Pottery? Oh, yeah, it was Harry Potter." A teenage boy with black, untidy hair spoke up. He had sea-green eyes and he was lowkey kind of hot- Never mind, forget I said that. "Finally, my memory is useful for once!"

"Wow, Seaweed Brain." A girl with slightly tan skin and blond hair spoke up. "I didn't know you could read."

"Shut up, Wise Girl." The boy muttered in response. I noticed that he was also fiddling with a ballpoint pen. I wonder why..

"Perseus Jackson. Annabeth Chase. Quit going off-topic." The Chinese guy said again in the most serious tone tone, but he was clearly holding back an amused smile. "We have an important matter at hand."

"Exactly." The shorter ginger girl butted in. Funny word, really. "Perce, what where the names of the main characters in the book you read?"

"Um.." Perseus (I think) thought for a moment. "Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Minerva McGonagall-"

"Minerva? Are we sure that's not Athena in disguise or something?" A Latino boy with elvish features joked, causing several people to laugh.

"Okay, seriously, let's continue our conversation!" Hermione suddenly shouted. Everyone went silent. (Wise girls are scary.) "Death Eaters, we are here to fight you. You aided Voldemort and made horrible actions."

"Why would we eat Thanatos and Anubis? They're nice guys." Perseus frowned.

"What?" I questioned, but got interrupted by a mysterious mist rolling down the hills.

The mist continued to spread, causing us to be confused. Meanwhile, the Death Eaters looked bored at this point. How many times has this happened to them? And how old are they?

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the mist. It was a tall woman. She was wearing dark robes and was holding twin torches. She looked all mysterious for a moment, but then squinted her eyes when the mist cleared slightly.

"Ugh, how do you mortals deal with the constant sunlight?" Her voice echoed across the Death Eaters' camp. She cleared her throat. "Sorry, anyway.. Wizards and demigods, I come bearing a message. A new prophecy has arrived."

"Uh, yeah, we know." The scary blonde girl said. The rest of the Death Eaters muttered words of agreement. (Is that how you say it?) "I don't think the wizards do, though."

"Oh, um, right. I forgot you guys have the Oracle of Delphi now. Gods, I really need to get out more." She mused.

"Lady Hecate, you were saying?" The ginger girl reminded her.

"Oh, sorry, again.." Hecate, apparently, cleared her throat once again. "I'm sorry about being such a Hera for this one, everyone, but I'm going to have to wipe all of your memories. Just make you forget about this whole conflict thing you have going on. Then I'm going to make the whole quest running, okay? 'Kay thanks bye!"

She snapped her fingers and then we all passed out or something. I'm not good at description.

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Leo

I woke up in a weird four-poster bed with red and golden colored blankets. Why couldn't I remember anything?

I sit up, rubbing my eyes, to see other boys in my room, all of them fast asleep, blissfully unaware of my stupid memory loss. I ignore them for a moment, not taking the warm blanket that's on top of me- wait, hold on, am I in my underwear?! AND WHY AM I SURPRISINGLY USED TO THIS FEELING??????

Uh, never mind.. I first need to get my memory back. I laid back down for a moment, until a name slowly popped in my head.

Leonidas Valdez.

Sounds like weird name to me. I'm just going to call myself Leo.

I yawned quietly before shutting my eyes. I mean, it's the middle of the night. The moon is literally still high up in the sky. Also, why is the moon giving me a whole bunch of jokes related to some blond dude with glasses? Whatever. I'm going to sleep now /srs.

(Charlie (silly character [not my character. its actually from a game; Underworld Office. i ran out of ideas] that's actually relevant to the story.))

It's literally 4 AM right now. I'm exhausted and I feel like stabbing myself with a fucking pair of scissors. Either way, running away from that shitty place was an extremely good idea. Life's still not easy with the random creepos, but I can deal with it.

I stood up from my campsite which was near a forest. That wasn't a good idea. Want to know why? It's because I spotted a skinwalker. Very weird. Like, wrong world, you bald twink. I made a doodle of it out of boredom, by the way. I suck ass at drawing, but whatever.

Anyway, back to the topic. Umm, I was very mad that I had to leave my campsite because there was a whole mattress there that I found and dragged and almost broke my spine for, so yeah. The more you know, I guess. :{

Time skip to when I went back in the city. I think it's San Francisco or something. Ain't no way that I'm going to remember names when I can barely remember what real food tastes like.

I spotted a tunnel thingy with water (might be a really large bridge I guess??) and holy shit was I overjoyed. Bridges are amazing campsites. So I went to sit down and take a break. I swear to whatever god actually exists, every single thing is pissing me off so bad right now.

As soon as I started to reach for my bag, which I had left unguarded for a single millisecond, two random ahh teens fully armed like they're about to go to the Trojan War suddenly SNATCH my bag and then proceed to whack my head with a spear, knocking me out.

Next thing I knew was that I was in a very different place and that my bag is gone. I'm giving San Francisco one star on Yelp.

(Lavinia Asimov (truly underrated character))

So me and my friend stole a possible demigod's bag and them whacked them on the head with our spears, so I feel like their first impression of the mighty Roman Empire Jr. wasn't very good. I also have a feeling that Hazel will take away my gum privileges so I'm chewing like my life depends on it. She might not, though. We will never know.

Anyway, Hazel called me to the, uh, umm.. ah, shoot I forgot the name. The place where the praetors stay or something like that?

"Lavinia, did you really whack someone's head with a spear?" Hazel calmly yet firmly asks me.

"No, that was my friend." I say, trying to maintain the same attitude.

"And who was your friend..?"

"I FORGOT THEIR NAME!"

Hazel straight-up stares at me for a hot minute after I almost cried over forgetting someone's name. Um, the silence was way too awkward for me so I just spoke up.

"Unspecific excuse! 'Kay, thanks, bye!" I then walk out like absolutely nothing happened. I also do slow down my chewing, though, because my gum privileges weren't taken away.

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(Percy)

We were still in Camp Jupiter. Hecate's visit wasn't fun. We lost Leo again. Why couldn't it be me who got dragged away to a random place and not Leo? He doesn't deserve any more suffering. I blame myself.

I was sitting on the ground, leaning against an empty bench, when Annabeth approached me.

"Hi, seaweed brain." She greeted, offering me her hand to help me get up. "What 'cha doing?"

I accept her help to get up. Why didn't I feel the same spark that I used to when I held her hand? "I'm just chilling. Not much." I let her hand go.

Annabeth frowned. "You seem upset. You know that you can tell me anything, right?"

"Yeah, I know."

"Either way, we have to go. Hazel said that Lavinia practically kidnapped someone." She grabs my wrist and drags me to wherever Hazel is. I stare at her hand on my wrist. Why do I want her to let me go..?

I snap out of my thoughts when we arrive to the place that we're supposed to go. Then I spot a really pale girl with a concerning amount of scars and burn marks tied to a chair. She was also swearing more than Hazel's horse, somehow.

"Um, who's that?" I questioned.

"We're not sure." Frank said, standing next to Hazel. He was there too by the way. "She won't say anything other than 'I'm going to shove dried up shit down your throat' and other threats."

"Wait, Frank can swear?" I asked.

"He got it from Hazel." Annabeth answered. I nodded.

The girl then looks up, her eyes a scary black color. "Why the fuck am I tied up, anyway? And why did I get HIT BY A LITERAL SPEAR?!"

"Oh, um, that was just Lavinia." Hazel says bluntly, but her voice is somehow still soft.

"Can I at least get my bag back?"

"Only if you tell us your name."

"Fine. The name's Charlie." She reluctantly answered, her nails digging into her palms due to frustration.

"Hey, don't do that." Hazel told her. "You'll do that."

"Awh, look who cares." Charlie spat out, her tone switching to a sarcastic one. "It's the girl who leads an army of teenagers that hit strangers with a spear randomly. I sure do believe that you actually have an ounce of sympathy for me."

"Hazel's actually a sweet person-" Frank started to argue, but the pale girl tied to a chair interrupted.

"Okay, just shut up. Shut the fuck up. I'm literally minding my own business, but then some pink haired bitch steals my only belongings and then knocks me out with a deadly weapon." Charlie snaps. "After that, I've been dragged here, tied to a chair and now you're calling yourselves normal people? Fuck no. I swear, you guys are worse than my dad."

No one argues. It was a pretty good argument.

(Harry)

I woke up with a groan, sitting up on my bed and looking around the room. Wait.. why am I in Hogwarts? I JUST graduated. And why don't I remember what happened last night?

I look to my left. Ron was there too. But when I look to the right..

(Leo)

I wake up again. I blinked several times before noticing some guy with a lightning shaped scar and really messy hair (totally could never relate) was staring at me.

"Uh, who are you?" The guy asked me.

"No. Who are YOU? I thought of the question first, so you answer me first." I huff.

"That's not how it works, though.." He mutters.

"You're just jealous that I have a great ass." I reply.

He just sighs, looking defeated. "Fine. My name is Harry Potter." Harry mumbles.

"That's nice and all but why do you sound British?"

The British guy sighed and stood up, grabbing his glasses. He wiped them with a glass cloth wiper thingy and put them on, pushing his bangs apart so that he could see better.

I then sat up before feeling something weird in my pocket. I reached in it and found a.. screwdriver? What? I looked at it and just fiddled with it for entertainment.

"Where did you get that?" Harry questioned me.

"My pocket, of course." I answered before getting up too.

"Ugh, what time is it?" Some random guy who was sleeping in the bed next to Harry said. He had ginger hair. I felt like he was often bullied due to his hair.

"Showtime!" I said enthusiastically.

"What?" Ginger guy and Harry said in unison.

I sighed. "Never mind."

(Thalia)

I had recently gotten an IM from Nico. Apparently Leo was missing. First of all; good riddance. Second of all; this is not good. A powerful demigod like him couldn't have been abducted so easily. The only explanation is that a deity or something had something to do with this.

I alerted the other Hunters of Artemis.

"But we're in the middle of hunting a monster, Thalia." One of the Hunters complained. "Plus, do we really have to find him? He's always so annoying!"

"Yes, we do have to find him." I answer as seriously as I can. "Leo is one of the Seven and we can't just let him be lost."

After a bunch of more complaining, the Hunters eventually all shut up. They still weren't happy about this, though. We managed to contact Artemis and we told her that we would be searching for Leo. She was somehow fine with this.