Demons, Demigods and Hunters (Percy Jackson/Supernatural)

Chapter 37

Anna

Anna thumbed through the printed out photos from the night by the lake. Rachel and Ella found out that the fire demon, or something connected to it would be in Chicago, and soon. She had spent almost six weeks using New York as her home base. She'd visited with Bast multiple times and even managed to sneak in a visit to her mother on Olympus. She had found several leads on the fire demon's name but with each passing week those leads had grown cold, or turned out to be fake. She walked past the climbing wall just as one of the Iris kids fell trying to avoid lava as it shook. She meandered up to Cabin 13 and knocked gently. Nico opened the door, rubbing his eyes. She held out a second packet of photos, most of them related to him and Will. She'd posted the more embarrassing shots of her siblings and Nico around camp, but the ones she offered him were the nice ones; a peace offering.

"Do you have to go?" Nico asked her quietly. Anna quirked her mouth into a smile.

"Yeah I do. I spent as much time here as I could afford. Even if Rachel hadn't gotten a clue from the grove I would have hit the road back to California eventually. See what the Romans got, see if Reyna missed anything. If Chicago doesn't pan out I'll head to Camp Jupiter." She leaned against the doorway. Nico frowned.

"When do you leave Blu?" She looked over to Half Blood Hill, where her bike was currently parked.

*"Questo è un addio, fratellino" she said quietly.

"Now?" Nico asked sadly. Anna nodded.

"I've already said goodbye to most everyone else. You're the last one." Nico gave her a short hug.

*"Ci vediamo presto sorella. Be safe Dianne." He hugged her. She slipped her own packet of photographs into her backpack, filled with all the questing basics; thermos of nectar, container of ambrosia, extra camp shirts and jeans, a few golden drachmas for iris messages and a few hundred dollars in mortal cash. Anna also carried a credit card that was authorized by Athena. A freshly sharpened Eleos was strapped to her back and the claws Bast had gifted her were securely on her fingers. Anna hugged Nico.

"Stay out of trouble Death Boy." She ruffled his hair one last time before walking away. Anna forced herself to not look back as she mounted her bike. After her trip to Chicago, she was going to fake her death. It had been agreed upon by the Olympians when she had last visited that by operating outside the knowledge of either camp, and by extension most of the mythological world, she would be both safer and more effective. She slid her helmet over her head just as a tear began to trace its way down her cheek.

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Translation:

*This is goodbye little brother
*See you soon sister

(Italian)