Hey, this is a crossover for Kane Chronicles and Percy Jackson (obviously) and I think I'm gonna do it mostly in Carter and Sadie's POV because then it will be like they are recording their story. This is after The Throne of Fire the Last Olympian and before the Lost Hero. So anyways, I'm not sure how good it will be but enjoy! (And sorry if the first chapters a little slow)

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Alright, listen closely, because we don't have much time to tell you this. With all that's happened lately, the danger is almost twice as worse.

It all started when we had to go to school. Yes, you heard right, school. While we should have been working on saving the world, we had to spend our time learning Algebra. Although I was excited about going to a real school, I didn't want to waste what little time we might have left in a stuffy classroom. [No, Sadie, I didn't want to go to school. It's not that big of a shocker. Now, shut up.]

So, anyway, Sadie was going into 9th grade and I was going into 10th grade. Technically, Sadie was supposed to be in 8th grade but Amos wanted both of us to be at one school in case anything happened.

The part that I thought was the weirdest was that the school was in Manhattan. [Yes, Sadie, I thought that part was the weirdest. Will you let me continue?] Sorry about that. But my reason for thinking that was weird was Uncle Amos had warned us to stay out of Manhattan. Something about other problems and other gods…? I'm not sure. But I am sure that he told us not to go there. So why were we going now?

[No, don't actually answer, Sadie, it's a rhetorical question. No, it's not a type of arthritis. Just, never mind.]

When Amos told us we were going to school, we immediately started protesting. And by we, I mean mostly Sadie.

"What?" Sadie had screeched, "School? Why?"

"There isn't much we can do at the moment to stop Apophis," Amos sighed, as if expecting this resistance. But knowing Sadie, he probably had, "So instead of sitting around doing nothing, you might as well get the proper education you two lack."

"But that's not fair!" Sadie protested, too outraged to acknowledge the insult, " We have to train! We can't just-"

"You've been training for the whole summer, I think you two are at your full potential for the time-being," Amos interrupted.

"But what about the trainees? We have to-"

"Your older trainees are fully capable of teaching the younger ones."

Sadie's face was red with rage as she spluttered, "We should be looking for more blood of the Pharaohs! There has to be-"

"Sadie," our uncle cut in sternly, "If they haven't found the amulets yet, who's to say they ever will?"

I had been watching this exchange silently because I knew that no matter how much we struggled, Amos wouldn't change his mind. He had probably even gone through all our possible arguments in his head and come up with ways to prove us wrong.

Sadie folded her arms stubbornly and turned to me for backup, her face twisted into a scowl. I sighed and spoke slowly.

"Although I agree we should be working to stop Apophis… Something tells me we are going whether we like it or not."

Amos nodded approvingly while Sadie fumed silently, her fists clenched. After several tense seconds, she slowly stretched her fingers out and grumbled, "Fine, just don't expect me to be happy about it."

Amos beamed and said cheerfully, "I wouldn't expect anything less!" Causing Sadie to glare at him, but he ignored her, "Now I have some duties as Chief Lector that I must take care of. Bast has the details for school. Have fun!"

So there we were, in Manhattan, looking at Goode High School on the first day of school. Sadie and I stopped for a second and took in the Goode is good posters hung on the school and all the students surging around us. Then, with a final breathe of fresh air, we walked into the school.

My mind was spinning as we walked through the busy hallway. This wasmy first time in a real school. I suddenly realized I was a lot more nervous that I had thought. The annoying part of my thought, [No, that's not all of me. Do you have to keep interrupting?] What if I'm left in the dust because I've never actually been to school? What if everybody thinks I'm a freak? I mean, I guess that's not far from the truth, but-

Shut up, me, I interrupted myself, if that's possible. I guess it has to be since I just did it.

I forced myself to take a deep breath and relax. I mean, I was getting ridiculous! I was arguing with a voice in my head that was definitely not a god.

Sadie and I got to our lockers and it reminded me of the lockers we made to find the blood of the Pharaohs. Of course, that made me think of what Amos had said. If they haven't found the amulets yet, who's to say they ever will? Was there really no more blood of the Pharaohs to help us? Little did I know that there is blood of some other things.

[No, I'm not spoiling it, it adds a little mystery. Oh, whatever.]

"Well, let's get this bloody day over with," Sadie grumbled as she stomped to her homeroom. I rolled my eyes as she snarled at somebody who accidentally bumped into her. Great way to make a first impression, Sadie. [Yes, they looked terrified, are you proud of yourself? Well, you shouldn't be.] Then I headed to my homeroom, too.