"What was that about?" Bruce asked.

"Just my cousin being reckless," Percy said.

"It seemed to anger him," Jason said with raised eyebrows.

"He'll get over it," Percy said with a shrug.

"Okay then, what language was that?" Dick asked.

"An older dialect of Greek," Percy said, "I speak that and Latin fluently."

"Cool," Tim said, beaming at the girl.

"Anyway, how was work, Bruce?" Percy asked, diverting the topic.

"It was rather boring, honestly. Stupid meetings, all day. Though, a few were curious, but we all came to an agreement in the end," Bruce said.

"That's good. I've never been a big fan of meetings either," Percy said.

"You've been to meetings?" Tim asked.

"As head of the camp, yeah. Usually, we ended up discussing current or upcoming threats to the camp," Percy said. She chose not to mention the meeting with the gods, who voted if she was too powerful to leave alive.

"What type of threats?" Bruce asked.

"Normal stuff, for us, I suppose, but they've been handled, so we're good right now," Percy said with a shrug.

Jason narrowed his eyes, but didn't call her out, yet.

"Well, I am done. And I'd like to do some stuff in my room, so I'll talk to you guys later," Percy said, picking up her plate and cup. She brought it to the kitchen, and washed and put it away.

She went to her room, and pulled out her demigod safe phone.

She made notes of things from her dream, including the things she already knew about the criminals of Gotham. She knew she saw the Joker, and Dick, Tim, Jason, and Damian trapped by the mad clown. But she recognized the different eyes. The Joker was possessed, and she shivered at the thought of someone else she remembered being possessed with golden eyes. These were not the same, but still similar.
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The next morning, Percy woke up to a knock on her door.

"Miss Percy, can I open the door?" Alfred asked.

"I'm here too," Jason said.

Percy got up and put her notebook in her pillow case, and closed and moved a few books. Then she opened the door.

"Morning," she said to them.

"It's 2 in the afternoon, Percy," Jason said.

"Huh. I must have fallen asleep later than I thought," Percy said, with a shrug. "Give me thirty minutes, I'll be down there in a bit."

"Alright, well, we need to all talk to you when you're done, Miss Percy," Alfred said.

Percy nodded, then shut the door, showered, and got dressed. Then she went and joined the others downstairs.

"Hey, sorry, late night," Percy said, smiling innocently.

Jason snorted a little, and Bruce smiled.

"I'm glad you got some sleep," Bruce said.

"You and me both," Percy said, though the sinking feeling in her gut worried her. She didn't have any dreams last night, she wasn't visited by Tartarus either.

"Glad you didn't wake up screaming, that's improvement too," Jason said.

"Wake up screaming?" Bruce asked.

"I didn't last night, which is strange. But I got a decent sleep, for the first time in a while," Percy said.

"Father, I do believe we wanted to talk to her for a reason," Damian said, rolling his eyes.

"Right. Percy, the boys and I are going on a trip for a bit, we should be back in a few days," Bruce said, looking at his niece.

"Where are you going?" Percy asked.

"We will be around, but you won't see us much, if at all," Dick said.

"That busy?" Percy asked.

"Unfortunately," Jason said, with a sigh.

"So, Alfred's going to be here with me?" Percy asked.

"Yes," Bruce said.

"When do you guys start?" Percy asked.

"Tonight," Bruce said.

"Okay," Percy said, "is that all?"

"Will you be alright by yourself?" Bruce asked.

"Bruce, I'm not twelve," Percy said, rolling her eyes, "besides, it's not like I've been super social with you guys anyway."

"Just be safe, Percy," Bruce said.

Percy looked at them, with a serious air about her, "you guys need to as well."

"So I can go pack now?" Jason asked, standing up.

"Yeah, that was all we needed to discuss," Bruce said.

"Great. Percy, want to come?" Jason asked

"You want me to help you pack?" Percy asked.

"You seem like you'd have a good idea on what to pack," Jason said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Yeah, alright. Let me just grab my bag," Percy said, as she went back upstairs.

Percy grabbed her satchel, and placed her notebook in it, along with a dagger that works on mortals, and grabbed riptide as well. Then she went back downstairs.

"We'll be back in a bit," Jason said, twirling his keys around on his finger.

The two left the manor, and got on Jason's bike. They quickly made their way to his apartment and packed him up.

"So why did you drag me here?" Percy asked.

"You lied, several times during the conversation, at dinner," Jason said.

"And you guys omitted information, what's your point?" Percy asked, "besides, you are already aware of what the truth is. Wars, and shit," Percy said.

"It's the 'and shit' I am worried about," Jason said.

"Well, it's not like they're going to kill me now, they owe me too much," Percy said, waving her hand.

"You were part of meetings that discussed whether they should kill you or not?" Jason asked.

"Yep, gotta love family," Percy said, "besides, they didn't want to risk a war with my father, for all that he voted for my death, or Uncle Hades. Plus, all of the demigods and gods that like me would put up arms, too."

"And you've saved their asses more times than should be possible," Jason said.

"Yep," Percy said, with a quick nod.

"So what were you up to last night? You're light was on for a while," Jason said.

"Sometimes, demigods get dreams that are more prophetic, warnings, usually. I was figuring out one of them," Percy said.

"Really?" Jason asked, "prophetic dreams?"

"Yes, and they suck," Percy said, with crossed arms.

"Did you figure it out?" Jason asked.

"Yes. I'll be a bit busy while you guys are busy too, so I don't mind," Percy said.

"Doing what?" Jason asked, looking up from his bag.

"Making sure it doesn't come to pass," Percy said.

"That's possible?" Jason asked.

"Sometimes. They are meant to be warnings of what may happen, it's hard to tell which ones will happen, and which ones are preventable," Percy said, with a small shrug.

"What was your dream about?" Jason asked.

"Four idiots chained up in a building," Percy said.

"You know who they are, then?" Jason asked.

"Yeah. It is Greek oriented. So I know who's who, and everything," Percy said.

"You need any help?" Jason asked.

"I'll have some, don't sweat it," Percy said.

"You've said similar things, about stuff that needs to be sweated about," Jason said, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you about done?" Percy asked, not so subtly changing the subject.

Jason sighed, "yes. Think I missed anything?"

"No, but I think you should bring something with you," Percy said, reaching into her bag.

Jason looked over, and raised an eyebrow as he watched.

Percy pulled out a dagger that was sheathed in a arm strap thing.

"Why a dagger? I have my guns," Jason said.

"You never know," Percy said with a smile.

Jason wasn't stupid. He figured the dream related to them, and their mission with Joker. But the knife only confirmed it.

Jason stopped her from moving, "you know what is going on, don't you?" he asked. Though, the question wasn't really a question, more of a confirmation.

"Yes. I'm aware that you guys are dealing with an intimidating clown," Percy said, looking up at his grey streak.

"I told them to tell you," Jason said, as he sighed.

"I believe you. But I don't tell Bruce about my shit, for a reason. I assume he has his, as well," Percy said.

"Damian thought we should tell you, as well," Jason said.

"I know. He was aware I could handle myself quickly. Tim probably wanted to keep it quiet, because he is going to support the guy who adopted him," Percy said.

"Fair. Though, Dick just wanted to keep it from you," Jason said.

"I'm too hyper aware for that to have been possible," Percy said.

"Really?" Jason asked, knowing she was, but doubting the level she claims it to be at.

"You guys really think I don't notice when I'm the only person in the house at night? I can sense when Alfred's about to walk into rooms, for crying out loud," Percy said.

"And you don't sleep well, because of nightmares," Jason said, as a light turned on behind his eyes.

"Got it in one, now, can we leave? I have three days to prepare to fight a primordial," Percy said.

"Does your dream mention of anyone gets hurt?" Jason asked.

"I know you guys get caught, and beat up a bit. But other than that, no," Percy said.

"And Bruce?" Jason asked, rolling his eyes.

"I don't know. He wasn't there, but I have three days. Who knows what may come up," Percy said.

"Okay," Jason said, "and I won't tell anyone. This isn't you're first rodeo, just don't die."

Percy smiled, and walked out the front door, Jason followed behind and locked up.

Then the two rode back to the manor in silence. When they got back, Percy went up to her room, and continued to make plans.

Her note book was full of information and plans, in Ancient Greek, so she didn't worry too much when Bruce came in.

"Can we talk?" Bruce asked.