Mixed Up Worlds

What? (Percy)

OK, so I am not in that many fandoms, and most fandoms I am in, I have not completed the series yet, so I will be making up some alternate universes. This is one of those universes.
ALSO: just a disclaimer, No, I'm not Rick Riordan so obviously I don't own Percy, BUT I do own all of the other characters and settings in this chapter (also in the previous chapters I didn't own any characters except Ian)

Percy woke up on a soft bed, his eyes fluttered open, and the first word out of his mouth was "Annabeth."

Another voice in the room half said, half laughed,"No, I'm Lily, but nice try." Percy's vision cleared, and he saw a girl on the other side of the room in a chair reading a book. She glanced up to look at him, and put her book in a backpack on the ground next to her. She had brown, calculating eyes, pale skin, and looked to be about 16. She wore a black army style jacket over a white t-shirt, and black jeans. on her belt was a dagger. She had long hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Something odd about her was her pale pink hair. Normally Percy wouldn't think this was weird, he sees dyed hair all the time, but her hair was pink all the way down to the roots. Even her eyebrows and eyelashes were the same pink, almost white color.

She smiled, but her eyes remained distant, and guarded. "Who are you?"

"I'm Percy Jackson. Where am I?" He asked as he sat up

"Not so fast, Percy. You answer my questions, because you were the one trespassing into this base. We found you in the woods."

"Trespassing? Uh, were there any other trespassers?" Percy asked, in hopes that maybe Annabeth and the others had somehow managed to find their way here too.

"A few," she replied hesitantly.

Percy's heart skipped a beat. Maybe they were there. The last thing that Percy remembered happening was being pulled into that weird, swirly vortex. He had seen the others being pulled in too, so they had to be there, right?

"I need to see them."

"Sure," Lily said. "If you answer all the questions."

"Yes, ask me anything. Just let m-" Percy realized that he was letting her know his exact pressure points, his weaknesses. He was giving her leverage. "I mean, sure. I can answer questions. But I will only answer your questions if I can see the other... trespassers."

Lily grinned. "Well, that works out perfectly, because we're only going to let you see them if you answer our questions."

"Okay, so what questions are you going to ask me?"

"I don't know."

"Well then how am I-"

"Tony does. I'm just here to guard you, make sure you don't try anything funny."

"You don't look like a guard."

Her fingers moved dangerously close to the hilt of her dagger. Touchy subject. "Why? Is it because of my mutation? They proved it didn't have any more negative effects on people anymore years ago. There are plenty of pink-haired guards in this village. Tony has pink hair, too. Are you going to judge Tony on that as well?"

"Whoa, I didn't mean to. I just- Uh, mutations?" Percy asked.

"My hair, you idiot."

"Oh... sorry, I just meant you looked a little young to be a guard, at least for normal places." Percy added the last part because typically the guards at Camp Half Blood and New Rome were pretty young.