All right, unlike my other fic (HP/PJO crossover) this one actually has some planning behind it. Not to say the other won't be worked on, but this one is more likely to have semi-regular updates. With work being what it is, I only have about five or six hours a week to write, so don't expect more than monthly updates, though when inspiration's running high you might get more.

Prelude

His eyes were like the sea, she mused, an ever-changing blue-green. Sea-eyes and a vague sense that he was male were all she had been able to make out of him.

Solumbum, oddly, had seemed to know little more than Angela.

The werecat twitched his tail and looked the witch in the eye. Eragon should know of this. He will change the fate of all.

xxxx

"I've told you all I know," Angela stated, genuine regret touching her voice.

"'Eyes like the sea and a changer of fate?'" Arya's tone said quite well just what she thought of the vague warning.

Eragon was less irritated. "Thank you for telling us, Angela."

xxxx

Worlds away, Percy Jackson had defeated Kronos mere weeks before, turning down godhood for the chance at a life with Annabeth.

He was taking a quiet moment for himself, looking over the lake at Camp. Eyes like the sea watched sunlight play on rippling water, their owner relaxing fully, secure in the knowledge that Camp was safe from all Monsters.

He frowned as something tugged at him, glancing around to make sure no one had snuck up, tensing slightly as he was assured that there was no-one nearby.

The returned, increased, became an all-consuming pull.

All that was left was the echo of a yell over an empty shore.