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demigodsanswer · 4 years

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Hazel Levesque: Into the Prophecy-verse pt. 1

Time for the prologue to an AU I’ve wanted to write for a long time and need to finally get out of my brain. Hazel is a little OOC in this, but that’s because it’s an AU where she grows up in the modern world, not the 1920s.

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Rome was a three-thousand year old empire, with two capitals - Old Rome in Italy and New Rome in America. New Rome was the powerhouse of the gods and their hero’s.

The children of the Olympian gods lived amongst mortals, the most powerful of them joining the Legion, and some even earning fame status when major prophecies thrusted one or a few of them into the spot light.

Hazel Levesque is an unclaimed, unimportant demigod, unsuitable for the esteemed legion. And she’s about to find herself at the middle of a major prophecy.

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Alright let’s do this one last time

“My name is Jason Grace. I’m the son of Jupiter and for ten years, I’ve the one and only child of the Big Three. I’m pretty sure you know the rest: I saved a bunch of people, fell in love, saved the city, and then I saved the city again and again and again. I also did this [cut to Jason getting hit in the head with a brick]. We don’t talk about that. Look, I’m a comic book, I’m a cereal, did a Christmas album, have an excellent theme song, and a so-so popsicle. I mean, I’ve looked worse. But after everything, I still love being the hero. I mean, who wouldn’t? So no matter how many hits I take, I always find a way to come back, because the only thing standing between this city and oblivion is me. There’s only one child of the Big Three. And you’re looking at him.”

Hazel was listening to her music too loud to hear Chiron calling her. She had her first day at some prep school for demigods, meaning she was leaving Chiron’s half-way house for unclaimed and untamable demigods.

New Rome was overflowing with demigods who either hadn’t been claimed or had been rejected from the Legion. Lupa had deemed her and her friend Leo “too insubordinate” for the Legion. He set the wolf on fire (an accident) and she had told the wolf to eat shit (not an accident.) Demigods who didn’t fit in the Legion and couldn’t live at their home with their mortal parents (like Hazel, who’s mom had been deem “unsuitable”) or didn’t have mortal parents (like Leo) lived in one of the half-way houses. There was hundreds of them around the country, all named “Chiron’s Half-Way House,” but only the New Rome branch was actually graced by the old Greek Centaur.

He did his best to train or rehabilitate problem kids, getting them ready for either the legion or the real world. He was the one who had insisted every demigod apply to some fancy, over-priced prep school. And Hazel was the only one of them dumb enough to be smart enough to get in.

“Do I have to go?” She asked Chiron, as he adjusted the collar of her uniform (which she already hated.)

“This is a step in the right direction for you Hazel.”

She tugged on one of her curls, pulling it straight in front of her eyes before letting it bounce back into place. Chiron led her out to the car. Leo was waiting out on the front porch.

“Don’t forget us little people while you’re off becoming some famous hero or some shit, Levesque.” He said, smiling.

Hazel pulled him into a hug. “Who could forget you?”

“I’ll bust you out as soon as I can,” he whispered.

Hazel sat, clearly angry, in the back of Chiron’s car. He couldn’t drive, being a centaur and all, so Argus, the thousand-eyed half-way house driver was behind the wheel, and Chiron lectured her about all of her opportunities.

“I don’t care,” Hazel protested. “I don’t want to go, I’m only here because I drew some pictures.” Her scholarship was art-based, that was true. She was a good artist. Not a really notable demigod skill, though. Still, someone had to mosaic all of Jason Grace’s accomplishments. They were only one year away from some world-ending prophecy that the tabloids still had yet to leak. So it was only a matter of time before Golden Boy Supreme (as Leo had nicknamed him) added another line on his resume. And if Hazel was lucky, which she rarely was, she’d be there to sculpt the whole thing in marble.

“You passed the entrance exam just like everyone else,” Chiron told her. “This is your opportunity, Hazel. Do you want to end up like --”

He cut himself off, but she knew how that sentence ended. Like her mother. Her mom wasn’t perfect, but she wasn’t bad. She was actually pretty cool. The courts were just picky about who was allowed to raise demigod children. Even mega-Hero Grace grew up with a foster mom - Sally Jackson, poster mom for good demigod parenting. Literally, her picture was on the side of buses. She had her own book. She had been on The View with the nine muses.

Her mom wasn’t Sally Jackson, for sure, but she always made sure Hazel had food, and she taught her how to draw. The court’s problem was her mom’s inability to hold down a job. The only thing she managed consistently was selling her own homemade jewelry. It was all bullshit though. If Hazel wasn’t a demigod, they never would have separated them.

“Whatever,” Hazel said as they pulled up to the school. She grabbed her backpack and suitcase, and preyed to whatever god her father was that she would be kicked out by the end of the day.

“Tie your shoes!” Chiron yelled after her. She ignored him.

Hazel walked into a whirlwind. The school was huge. Most people were in their uniforms, although a few wore ancient Roman style armor over theirs. Some carried stacks of books, and other had spears and swords. Half her day was academic - Latin, literature, history, science, and math. The other half was training - weaponry, climbing, survival skills, and pegasus riding. At least they had Pegasi here. She had been trained well enough at the half way house, but there were unfortunately lacking in magic horses. Well, besides Chiron’s lower half, which Hazel wasn’t too keen on riding.

“You’re shoe’s untied,” a stranger said, passing Hazel.

“Yeah, I know it’s a choice.”

The sneakers probably weren’t uniform, but she didn’t earn the label “insubordinate” for nothing.

She found her locker, wide and tall enough for armor, weapons, and other demigod provisions, and shoved her suitcase in it. She figured she would move into her dorm later on.

Someone opened the locker next to hers. “Oh this is so embarrassing,” Hazel said to her locker neighbor, “we are wearing the same jacket.” She laughed awkwardly, but the girl just rolled her eyes before walking away.

Off to a good start, Hazel though before grabbing her backpack and moving on to her first class.

Each class seemed to come with its own thousand pound textbook. And the long, winding hallways made it impossible to stop at her locker in between classes. By fifth period - history - she had four new text books and figured she was about to get one more.

She walked in late. She hoped the darkness of the room helped cover her late arrival, but she cast a shadow in front of the projector.

“Ah Miss. Levesque,” her history teacher, some old guy named Mr. Quintus, paused the movie, “you’re late.”

She shrugged, “Maybe y’all are just early.”

A girl with black spiky hair and dark eye make up let out a stifled chuckle. Quitus and Hazel looked at her. “Sorry, it was just so quiet.”

“Please take your seat, Miss, Levesque.” He started playing the movie again. Some history documentary. The Romans loved those. This one had some young narrator, who would have been handsome if it wasn’t for the scar down his face. With his blond hair and blue eyes, Hazel could have mistaken him for Jason Grace, if Jason were twenty-five, not fifteen.

“The Titan Saturn, lord of Time, was overthrown by Jupiter and his other brothers and sisters, and his remains cast away.”

Hazel was just staring to tune the whole thing out when Quintus paused the video again. “Can anyone tell me the Greek name for the Titan Saturn?” The girl next to Hazel raised her hand. “Yes, Miss. Grace?”

“Kronos,” she offered.

“Very good,” Quintus restarted the film. Hazel thought about leaning over and asking her if she was related to Jason, but figured she probably got that all the time.

A week later, Quintus stopped Hazel on her way out the door. “Miss. Levesque?”

She walked over to his desk. “What’s up?”

Quintus showed her the score from their history quiz the day before. A red 0/100 was written across the scantron.

“A zero?” Hazel tried to look genuinely upset. “A few more of those and you’ll probably have to kick me out of here, huh?”

“If a person wearing a blind fold took a true or false quiz at random, what score would they get?”

“Fifty percent?”

Quintus changed her 0 to a 100. “That’s right.” He stood and faced the bored to start erasing that day’s lecture notes. “Are you familiar with the story of Icarus, Miss. Levesque?”

“Uh yeah, he was escaping the Labyrinth with his father with a pair of bronze wings. But he flew too close to the sun, the wax melted, and he fell into the ocean. it’s about pride, right?”

“Correct,” he said, turning to face her, “but you left out a crucial element. Yes, Icarus was instructed by his father not to fly too high. But he was also told not too fly too low, as the sea mist could also weaken the wax.”

“Why are you telling me this?” She asked.

“You’re trying to quit, and I won’t let you. You must remember not to let yourself fly too low, it’s just as dangerous. I’m assigning you a personal essay. Not about history, but about yourself and the kind of person who you want to be.”

Hazel had spent an hour at her desk, trying to write anything for Quintus or for her literature essay, but her ADHD was going off the rails. She wished Leo would make good on his promise to bust her out of there.

But she decided not to wait for Leo.

She hadn’t seen her mom in a while. She grabbed her hoodie before making her way down the fire escape.

#will i finally complete a fic #most experts say no #hazel levesque #jason grace #leo valdez #sally jackson #chiron #hazel levesque into the prophecy verse #thalia grace

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punk-pinetree · 2 years

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#and that’s how 10 books were written #percy jackson #rick riordan #percy jackson memes #riordanverse #heroes of olympus #pjo #hoo #pjo verse #nico di angelo #annabeth chase #frank zhang #hazel levesque #will solace #percabeth #prophecy #pjo meme

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stupidcowboykid · 3 years

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HAZEL LEVESQUE DESERVES BETTER

both from the fandom and from canon!! we do not appreciate her enough yall. she has kickass powers that are so underutilized--imagine being able to summon gems and portal through space and manipulate people’s minds??? plus having the knowledge to wield daggers and swords and everything. and then imagine staying a good person with all of those powers. exactly. personally i would go mad with power. but our queen hazel doesnt which is so badass of her honestly. shes golden. shes also the coolest horse girl in existence and she’s literally a fictional character!!

i mean hazel rocks (literally-- (im so funny)) and i mean her whole interactions with Ella (prophecy harpy) in SoN!!! the gang seeks out Ella once she freaks out over them mentioning Phineas (fuck him) and hazel uses their limited supply of nectar to heal her wounds and then treats Ella with such respect for the whole book. she even apologizes when she makes an insensitive comment that could have reminded Ella of her abuser?? and when so many people treat the harpies as inhuman and unworthy of respect (phineas and basically all of CHB... anybody remember the cleaning harpies?)

she’s got a will of steel too (get it, haha, steel....). she and frank may be stereotyped as the typical inoffensive agreeable sweethearts by both canon and fanon but literally her whole death is because she stood up to a monster --not even a monster or a god, but a primordial deity-- and knowingly sacrificed her life for her mom and to prevent gaeas plans from coming to fruition, even with no knowledge of the gods or what was going on (and doesn’t that remind you of a lovely scene in the very first percy jackson book? parallels, people). and obviously none of that takes away from the fact that she’s a genuinely kind and thoughtful person.

and personally, i thought HoH/BoO does everybody kind of dirty (get it?? dirt??) in terms of character development but Hazel doesnt deserve that in particular (i didn’t like the love triangle in particular). she doesnt deserve the other indignities rick forced onto her, like the description of her skin and hair and eyes, or how he characterizes her parents, or the whole weird character dynamic of the Seven, or the way everyone ostracized her brother for no reason (most of them had ADHD/dyslexia!! a lot of them had behavioral issues!!! ALL of them had trauma!!! why the FUCK would rick think they would purposefully ostracize somebody “different”or “weird” the way they did with nico--)

if you havent already checked the masterpost of rr crit please do here! (https://housemartius.tumblr.com/post/620110311820853248/bad-representation-in-the-pjo-verse-a-masterpost)

if you made it to the end of this....thanks. you get me.

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ceescedasticity · 3 years

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Crossover Classpect #idek+1

Riordanverse.

Okay, I have a roster for a nice reasonable session taking off taking off sometime in the first couple Trials of Apollo books, the Triumvirate pushes a button they shouldn't have, with a roster featuring Seven+Nico, Reyna, Thalia, Will, and Meg. But if I do write this, I will not be writing the reasonable version. I will be writing the unreasonable version, including MC and KC.

In fact I already have a prophecy for the unreasonable version:

Timers count, machines appear / Fate new-spun is already here / Stone stars will fall from alien skies / Twelve and twelve and twelve must rise

Twelve children of the wandering gods / Twelve touch two worlds despite the odds / Twelve their mortal life have ceded / Three games to win or all's defeated

For hope to return from the quest / Solve each puzzle, pass each test / For hope that home will still be there / Smash the veils the earth to spare

But what comes of it after game's end / Will on the choices of the gods depend

That's right, three twelve-person sessions, because... reasons. --Because I kept wanting not to leave out various people and then had to keep things balanced, actually.

Whose fault is it? Interesting question. But somebody or somebodies did it on purpose. It was distributed as a fun and innocuous game on purpose. Utgard-Loki was almost certainly involved. Prometheus was almost certainly involved. But it wasn't just them.

I have quite a few notes on entry sequence, and people who were planning to play together but the game wouldn't allow them to connect because they're in different sessions, and people who were not planning to play together but ended up connected, and people who were supposed to be unavailable but weren't.

First, Session Delta, the 'children of the wandering gods' -- living mortal demigods. (Samirah just retired from the Valkyries.)

Leo Valdez: Bard of Doom, Prospit, Land of Gimbals and Drums, Denizen Viné

Samirah al-Abbas: Sylph of Heart, Derse, Land of Truth and Feathers, Denizen Astaphanos

Alabaster Torrington: Prince of Hope, Derse, Land of Vanity and Bogs, Denizen Abraxas

Annabeth Chase: Seer of Space, Prospit, Land of Skeins and Frogs, Denizen Tiamat

Percy Jackson: Knight of Breath, Prospit, Land of Smoke and Sulfur, Denizen Yaldabaoth

Hazel Levesque: Rogue of Light, Prospit, Land of Ravines and Mirrors, Denizen Adonaios

Nico di Angelo: Mage of Void, Derse, Land of Amber and Gloom, Denizen Shax

Will Solace: Heir of Life, Derse, Land of Veldt and Verse, Denizen Iachtanabas

Piper McLean: Maid of Mind, Prospit, Land of Stone and Mirrors , Denizen Ariouth

Meg McCaffrey: Witch of Rage, Derse, Land of Vines and Angles, Denizen Sabaoth

Frank Zhang: Page of Blood, Prospit, Land of Fountains and Tactics, Denizen Iao

Hylla Ramirez-Arellano: Thief of Time, Derse, Land of Wheels and Sky, Denizen Nammu

Session Lambda, people who started out completely human or completely not human but are still mixed up with both worlds now.

Sadie Kane: Witch of Time, Derse, Land of Chords and Spindles, Denizen Amdusias

Blitzen: Prince of Void, Prospit, Land of Whirlpools and Waves, Denizen Shax

Hearthstone: Mage of Light, Prospit, Land of Chimes and Omens, Denizen Adonaios

Amir Fadlan: Rogue of Hope, Prospit, Land of Cliffs and Alpenhorns, Denizen Abraxas

Rachel Elizabeth Dare: Maid of Heart, Derse, Land of Astrology and Riddles, Denizen Astaphanos

Carter Kane: Heir of Blood, Derse, Land of Glyphs and Truth, Denizen Paraplex

Grover Underwood: Bard of Space, Prospit, Land of Twilight and Roots, Denizen Tiamat

Calypso: Seer of Rage, Prospit, Land of Veins and Manganese, Denizen Sabaoth

Zia Rashid: Knight of Mind, Derse, Land of Cisterns and Runoff, Denizen Asag

Shel: Sylph of Breath, Derse, Land of Fog and Dogwood, Denizen Pazuzu

Bast: Thief of Life, Derse, Land of Hemp and Artifice, Denizen Yaldabaoth

Tyson: Page of Doom, Prospit, Land of Drains and Ritual, Denizen Viné

Session Nu, people who one way or another aren't mortal anymore:

Alex Fierro: Rogue of Breath, Prospit, Land of Spruce and Lime, Denizen Pazuzu

Magnus Chase: Heir of Hope, Prospit, Land of Fjords and Bogs, Denizen Abraxas

Thomas Jefferson Jr.: Witch of Space, Prospit, Land of Hills and Frogs, Denizen Tiamat

Halfborn Gunderson: Bard of Life, Prospit, Land of Blood and Skulls, Denizen Zariz

Thalia Grace: Maid of Rage, Derse, Land of Miasma and Stress, Denizen Sabaoth

Bianca di Angelo: Sylph of Doom, Prospit, Land of Glass and Chasms, Denizen Viné

Zoë Nightshade: Seer of Light, Derse, Land of Gold and Scandium, Denizen Horaios

Reyna Ramirez-Arellano: Mage of Mind, Derse, Land of Quests and Sleet, Denizen Ariouth

Mallory Keen: Page of Void, Propsit, Land of Cenotes and Echoes, Denizen Shax

Jason Grace: Knight of Heart, Derse, Land of Blades and Stepwells, Denizen Iao

Walt Stone: Prince of Time, Derse, Land of Sun and Cinnabar, Denizen Amdusias

Luke Castellan: Thief of Blood, Derse, Land of Foxglove and Atria, Denizen Yaldabaoth

And I have some things which would be chapter titles, if this mess were the epic it clearly wants to be:

δ: We Are Lulled Into a False Sense of Security

λ: The Heir of Blood is Unnecessarily Alarmed

ν: Our Plans Fall Through

δ: The Seer of Space Multitasks

λ: The Heir of Blood is Very Reasonably Alarmed

ν: The Heir of Hope is Worst At Computer Games

δ: The Oracle Issues a Quest to the Maid of Heart

δ: We Lose Our Security Deposit

δ: We Just Call It Cousins

λ: We Are Not Offered Bows Or Axes

ν: It Was Made For Those Who Are Dead, Plus Those Two. Three. Two and a Half?

δ: Correction: The Rogue of Light is Worst At Computer Games

λ: Update: The Thief of Life is Worst At Computer Games

δ: The Maid of Mind Returns From the DMV

ν: The Prince of Time Makes a Call

ν: Breaking News: The Thief of Blood is Worst At Computer Games

and many more. Whew. Didn't even include the entry notes. Maybe later.

#crossover classpect #crossover classpects #things i'm not writing

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