Prologue
Third POV
Camp Half-Blood, Long Island Sound, U.S.A, 'Home to Greek demigods'

"Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce the new Oracle of Delphi," spoke the sun god, his blue eyes twinkling and his blond hair falling in his face, as he spread his arms out, grinning as bright as the sun- which he was.

All the campers of Camp Half-Blood stared at the mortal girl with frizzy red hair and piercing green eyes.

A sixteen year old boy with windswept black hair and sea green eyes blinked, "You can tell the future now?"

Rachel Elizabeth Dare laughed, "No, Percy-just visions-" she gasped, eyes widening.

"It's starting!" Apollo squealed, jumping up and down, and some of the campers gave him worried glances.

Rachel stood up again, her green eyes no longer with pupils, as green smoke curled around them.

"Nine half-bloods shall answer the call.
To storm or fire or ghost, the world and an old enemy must fall.
An oath to keep with a final breath.
And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death-"

Whoa, whoa, who, wait! Back track- guess I should start from the beginning, huh?

For starters: the Greek gods were real and they traveled with the heart of Wester Civilization, which was currently here (the United Sates of America). And when they had demigod children, they went to a camp in Long Island called Camp Half-Blood where they were trained to fight. That guy with the sea green eyes? Perseus 'Percy' Jackson, son of Poseidon and bane of Kronos.

Only a mere day ago, the Titan Lord, the Crooked One or Kronos, rose to power, and tried to storm to Olympus and seize the throne. But with the help of Luke Castellan, Kronos was sent back to Tartarus- his essence scrambled. After that, Mount Othyrs mysteriously collapsed. The Greek demigods fought to protect New York and their home, but their celebration did not come without casualties.

Silena Beauregard, Ethan Nakamura, and Luke Castellan.

Three traitor demigods who sided with Kronos, but in the end, turned on him and were remembered as heroes.

All was well, or so they thought... They all hoped that the next prophecy wouldn't be for years, but what they didn't know was: 1. It was going to happen much, much sooner than they thought it would.

2: There were others like them. Romans.

3: Mother Earth and an enemy only one other being had clashed with were stirring.

4: Hera had a plan that just may be the end of the world.

And 5: They were sure in for a ride. Because now, not only will the Greeks and Romans clash, so will the ghosts.

But right now, they had peace. They had hope to believe everything would be okay. Their lives would be normal- as close as a demigod's could get. The road would loose most of its bumps. So let them enjoy that... But not for long.

{This is reuploaded from my account on Wattpad ( Book_Worm117) and will have minor edits, but nothing major. If I go through with this series there will be four other installments in my PJO/DP crossover. I don't think I'll be able to finish it, but it's a fun thought.
Signed,

Book117Worm
Ellie }