Chapter 2
The above is a picture of Elxin/Disorder.
Percy's POV
Walking down the corridors to the mess hall I contemplate the information that I have been given. Why does this sound so familiar! I swear I had heard about wizards from someone before. Wait a second, did I really just use the word contemplate? Annabeth would be so proud, that or think that I was possessed again. Dam eidolons. Hehehe dam.
Almost running into the door I realize that I've reached my destination. Glancing into the room I see the boys sitting with Pentro facing away from me. Hmmm. I wonder how easily I can scare the schist out of them. Scampering around the edge of the room in the shadows I hold my finger to my lips telling the rest of the room to not give me away. Grinning like a fool I sneak up behind them. Taking a deep breath, I yell, "HELLO BOYS!"
Cackling on the floor I watch as Elxin tries to put out the flames that sprung up on his arms as Mischief frantically puts out the flames on his cloak with an aguamenti charm. Pentro slowly flutters back to the ground from his defensive position of hiding on the ceiling. Oh yeah, by the way Elxin, also known as Disorder, is a fire demon, Pentro, known as Confusion, is a warrior pixie, and Mischief is a wizard. WAIT A WIZARD!! "Oh my gods guys guess what!" I screech.
"What Void, good lord you just about burst my eardrums," Mischief responds rolling his eyes. They might be a little used to my slight spaciness. Okay, a lot used to my random epiphanies.
"You're a wizard! I knew that I had heard the term before!"
"Void, chill, none of us know what you're talking about." Acknowledging Pentro's statement I tell them to follow me as I make my way to out hideout. You see it's not as much of a hideout as it is a random courtyard that we've booby-trapped so that no one but us can make it in or near without being practically maimed. Arriving I see that Mayhem and Destruction are already there.
"Perfect the whole teams here. Now I can tell you all the big news."
"Please don't say that you blew up another planet. I really don't want to go on Goldfish watch." Mayhem snarks smirking at me.
"Oh shut up, you know you love me Oz."
"Come, Percy, tell us the news!" Destruction bellows. Now that I think about it that might just be his normal volume. Dude is always loud.
"Okay, okay Goldilocks, I will now. So the reason why I freaked when I remembered that Mischief is a wizard, is because I am going on a mission to Earth to teach," at this they all start cracking up, "Oh shut it, I'm going to be a great teacher. As I was saying I'm going to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. This is the first year back since their war against the so called Dark Lord and so the students that should have graduated last year will be repeating the grade. If I'm correct you have a younger sister and brother who would be attending don't you?" I ask Mischief, seeing him tearing up a bit.
"Yeah I do. Why do you have to go if their war is over?"
"Well for two reasons, one an old enemy of mine thinks that he can attack them when they're weak so I'm going to go fight so that they don't have to. Second, I'm going because our old contact among the wizards was killed during the war so I have to find someone to fill the position. Though, I have an idea of a person already now."
"Wh-who was your old contact? And, what do you mean you already have a person in mind for the position?" Mischief asks, being clueless as usual.
"Well Wiz, the old contact was a man named Albus Dumbledoor, and who else would I be thinking of for the job than our very own Fred Weasley! I mean if you want to that is, you would be able to reunite with your family and friends and then just come help out with the Army when needed, like Mayhem and Destruction do."
Looking at his face I watch as his eyes slowly bug out and he starts stuttering over his response. "I, I don't even know, I mean, the-they're still alive?! It's been like a century, how are they-"
Cutting in Pentro helps answer his question. "Fred the world you come from is one of the slowest, remember? Time there doesn't pass nearly as fast as it does here."
"Yeah," I continue, "I'm going to be teaching during, oh will you stop laughing at me being a teacher, I'm going to be teaching self-defense!" "Don't you mean DADA?" "Yes Fred, now as I was saying, it will be the first year back so it has been less than a year since your death. So will you take the job?" Seeing that he is still stunned by the fact that his family is still alive I quickly interject, "You don't have to give me an answer until morning. Just tell me your decision at breakfast so that I can set everything up before I leave at lunch."
Everyone agreeing, we leave our hideout and head for our rooms. Thinking back on my conversation with Hecate, as I fall into bed, I wonder why she came to us for help. Normally the gods would have just sent in demigods to do their dirty work. The only way she would have learned of us was if she had talked to Apollo, our contact among the gods. The problem must be bigger than she let on if that nitwit thought that it was bad enough to need our help. Yep, it's official. I'm going to die. I'm going to die on a mission to be a teacher. This has got to be the most pathetic 'Percy is going to die' missions yet. At least if the situation gets really bad I can call in Mischief. And with that I drift to sleep.