"We're here, Percy." Dick shook me awake. I yawned and sat up, rubbing my eyes. In the amount of time that took, he unbuckled my seatbelts and pushed me out the open door.

I yelped and caught myself. "I'm up! Let me get my bearing first. I'm not used to this long of a car trip." Aside from being on quests, or going to or from camp, or anything else related to being a demigod. I either walk or call Blackjack for a lift.

I climbed out with Dick close behind; the other door blocked by umbrellas and other beach things. Bruce popped the trunk and pulled out our suitcases. I took mine and Dick's, who protested. I waved him off.

"I've got them. If you really want to carry something, grab Bruce's.'

Beuce slammed the trunk shut and locked the car. "The cabinet's over there." He gestured to a cabin.

"No shit, Sherlock." I said. Bruce gasped and covered Dick's ears, pulling him back and away.

"He's thirteen, he's going to learn them soon enough. Remember the appropriate response to that is Fuck you, Watson."

I ignored Bruce's exaggerated theatrics and started towards the cabin. It was a cream colored building with- I'm kidding, I'd never subject myself to the torture of description. I sat the suitcases down, laughing at the conversation going on behind me before trying the handle. Locked.

"Hey, Bruce? Mind throwing me the key?" I could've asked for the code, but yelling that seemed like a bad idea. Metal flashed. I snatched the key out of the air. "Thanks!" The lock clicked. I slipped the key into my pocket before carrying the suitcases inside. My eyes traveled around the room. It was nice.

I must have stood there for longer than I thought, because suddenly Bruce was talking to me. "Your room is the second door on the left upstairs."

"Kay. Where's his?" I asked, referring of course to Dick, who at the moment was struggling with Bruce's suitcase. "Did you fill that with gold or something?" If he did, I'd be tempted to call Arion.

"No. Just a supercomputer."

Sighing, I shook my head. I headed to the stairs, saying, "I can't tell if you're joking or not."

"Can you trade me suitcases?" Dick asked. I stared at him as he stood panting. I sat my suitcase down.

"Sure."

When I switched with him, I had to question what kind of training he went through. The suitcase wasn't heavy. Though based off the reactions of Bruce and Dick, I was probably tapping into my demigod strength.

"This isn't that heavy," I said. "Where do you want it, Bruce?"

"Outsidd the door on the right is fine."

I nodded and walked upstairs, grabbing my suitcase on the way up. I made a mental note to check surprising those two off of my to-do list. If Bruce asked, I could always play the swimmer card; if he believed it or not was another story. My planning aside, I placed Bruce's suitcase in the designated spot, before entering my room.

A bed, dresser, and all of the normal bedroom things filled the room. Out the window, I could see the beach and a mountain in the distance. I sighed, praying there wouldn't be some sort of mythological significance to it.

"Percy." Dick knocked on the door. "Do you want to go to the beach? I'm pretty sure Bruce got you some stuff to swim in."

I opened the door a minute after he stopped talking, decked out in the swim clothes Bruce got me. "Let's go."

"How'd you get changed so fast?"

"The activities director at my summer camp tells at me when I jump into the canoe lake with clothes on. I've gotten pretty fast at changing." It's not my fault campers kept thinking I was drowning. "It's a good-" I cut off as my eyes caught the mess of scars littering his skin.

"Huh? It's a good- Oh, the scars."

I nodded with my lips pressed together. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised. You probably get hurt a lot."

"I'm surprised you aren't wearing the bikini," he said.

"Don't like them. Now are we going or what?"

"First," he said, holding up a bottle of sunscreen. Right, we need to be safe from the dangerous sun. He handed me the bottle; I put the sunscreen on before tossing it back to him.

"Did you put some on?"

"Yep." He nodded. "Let's go before Bruce-" the doorbell rang. "-changes his mind."

"Can someone get the door?!" Bruce's voice came from downstairs. Dick looked at me, sighed, and headed downstairs. I followed. At some point, the sunscreen disappeared from Dick's hand. Before I could ask, he opened the door.

He tensed at the sight of whoever was on the outside. Despite him asking "Who are you?" I had a feeling he knew these people. Well, I knew he knew at least one of them.

"Hi!" A girl with auburn hair and strangely orange eyes smiled and waved. "I'm Megan. That's Connor, Wally, Artemis, and Kaldur." She pointed to each on in turn. "We noticed that you guys just got here, and we wanted to know if you guys wanted to come down to the beach with us."

"Megan," Kaldur said, resting a hand on her shoulder. "I believe they were planning to do so already." He turned his gaze to me and Dick. "There is no pressure if you do not want to come with us." His voice held a calm, steady patience, one which made me frown. I swore I'd heard his voice before.

"No problem." I smiled. "We'd be happy to." Dick looked at me with a panicked look on his face. I squeezed his shoulder.

Megan's face lit up. "Let's go!"

I pulled Dick behind me, and I paused long enough to tell Bruce we were headed out. As soon as the door shit behind us, we started towards the surf.

"I'll race you guys to the-"

"No." Artemis grabbed Wally. "You are walking like a civilised human being."

"Bold of you to assume I'm human."

"What else would you be?" Connor asked. "An alien?"

Originally published: Feb ? 2019

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Edited June 7 2020

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Hm. Well uh, Death's Apprentice is done and I decided to make a crossover with it because I'm too lazy to start on the sequel and i need to work on character development.

So uh check them out? I guess?

See yah