# 97 - Half-Hearted Welcome [B:tVS/PJO, Part III]
title: Half-Hearted Welcome
word count: 200
fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
challenge: #97 - golden moments
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post The Last Olympian. Follows Half What, Now? and Halfway There; more to come.
summary: "This cannot be coincidence," Chiron mused, watching the golden-haired woman approach.
Chiron shifted uneasily on his hooves as Percy led the camp's newest guests toward the Big House. Peleus snorted apprehensive sparks behind them, disturbed by the fading clamor from the magical barriers; but despite the alarm, Dawn Summers' sister had not been refused entry, a thing almost unheard of in the camp's history.
Beside him, Dionysus made a disgruntled noise. "You know what this means."
Chiron knew. He'd helped set up that particular warning system when Camp Half-Blood was constructed. Though the Titans no longer produced offspring with the frequency of Zeus' pantheon, there were yet many powerful beings in the world who did not answer to Olympus, and their descendants often proved dangerous. At least one Titanic bloodline still mingled freely with humanity, occasionally sporting cursed, clear-sighted daughters mistaught to pursue destruction of all nonhumans, evil or otherwise. The son of Ares who'd created the Watcher's Council had much to answer for.
"A Slayer and a demigod in the same family? This cannot be coincidence," he mused, watching the golden-haired woman approach.
"A demigod whose parent has not answered the Oath to claim her," Dionysus reminded him, frowning.
Chiron sighed. Perseus Jackson really did have the most improbable luck.
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word count: 200
fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians
challenge: #97 - golden moments
disclaimer: The words are mine; the worlds are not.
notes: Post The Last Olympian. Follows Half What, Now? and Halfway There; more to come.
summary: "This cannot be coincidence," Chiron mused, watching the golden-haired woman approach.
Chiron shifted uneasily on his hooves as Percy led the camp's newest guests toward the Big House. Peleus snorted apprehensive sparks behind them, disturbed by the fading clamor from the magical barriers; but despite the alarm, Dawn Summers' sister had not been refused entry, a thing almost unheard of in the camp's history.
Beside him, Dionysus made a disgruntled noise. "You know what this means."
Chiron knew. He'd helped set up that particular warning system when Camp Half-Blood was constructed. Though the Titans no longer produced offspring with the frequency of Zeus' pantheon, there were yet many powerful beings in the world who did not answer to Olympus, and their descendants often proved dangerous. At least one Titanic bloodline still mingled freely with humanity, occasionally sporting cursed, clear-sighted daughters mistaught to pursue destruction of all nonhumans, evil or otherwise. The son of Ares who'd created the Watcher's Council had much to answer for.
"A Slayer and a demigod in the same family? This cannot be coincidence," he mused, watching the golden-haired woman approach.
"A demigod whose parent has not answered the Oath to claim her," Dionysus reminded him, frowning.
Chiron sighed. Perseus Jackson really did have the most improbable luck.
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