Percy's POV

Realizing I had gotten distracted from what I was doing again, stupid ADHD, I continue on from where we had left off.

"Oh yeah!" I shout pulling up the comms on my watch. "Void calling Mischief, repeat come in Mischief. Hidden view please."

"What's up Void?"

"How far are you on your training?"

"It's been a week, so nearly done, why?"

"Do the rest later, the nitwits need a reason to trust me."

"Okay Aquagirl, I'm on my way."

"Thanks wiz."

Closing the comms, I look up at the wizards' baffled faces.

"How did you do that?" asks Mr. Weasley.

"Muggle technology." I respond, "Now Wiz should be here in about three, two, one." Right as I say one there is a crashing noise from outside. Upon hearing it everyone runs out. There, standing in front of the Burrow, is a mysterious cloaked person.

"Smooth landing dude."

"Hahaha very funny. Mine was better than yours at least!"

"Yeah, because you were controlling yours! Whatever Wiz. Can you please tell these idiots that I am a friend, not a foe."

"Hmm not sure. It'd be funnier not to help you."

"Yeah, and it'd be funnier to drop your sorry ass in an active volcano but I'm not doing that."

"True, true. I think we've scared them." he says, looking at the wizards behind me. As I walk over to him, I turn around and glance back to see that the wizards look terrified.

"Is this normal for you two?" Hermione asks.

"Yeah, pretty much." we answer at the same time.

"That's just creepy."

"Not really." we say at the same time again.

"Now," I say, "Wiz the wizards, wizards Mischief, also known as the one and only... Fred Weasley!" I pull down his hood as I say this last part and take a step away as he sheepishly says hi to his family, before being crushed under a ginormous group hug. Listening in I hear a chorus of "How are you alive" "Where have you been" "We missed you" "We have been so worried," so, you know, the usual 'I just came back from the dead' banter.

Finally, as they slowly begin to release him and after the whole 'How are you alive' thing had been gone over, someone asks the million-dollar question. They ask Fred if they can trust me. As he goes to answer I glare at him.

"Please be serious just this once. It would make things difficult otherwise."

"Yes ma'am boss lady." he says with a mock salute, which gets him a smack to the back of the head from me. Grinning he continues, "Guys I trust Percy with my life, heck I know her just as well as I knew George growing up. You can trust her."

"Awe you do love me!" I shout, while jumping onto his back.

Pretending to stumble he yells, "Ahh it's too heavy! I'm being crushed! It's too much! The horror! Oh the humanity!" Cackling I get off him, telling him through mind message exactly what I think of him and his fat jokes.

"That language is offensive you know Aquagirl. I ought to tell the boss on you."

"Oh really, and he would just laugh and give me a high five."

"What about Mayhem?"

"Dude, you know Mayhem would just complement me on my 'ever expanding offensive vocabulary' again, then go back to reading whatever book was closest on hand."

"Who and what are you taking about?" Hermione practically shrieked. I guess our banter was annoying her.

"The rest of our team of superheroes, you know saving the world, kicking butt, the usual. Oh and we can talk to each other silently and someone," at this he looked at me, "was using offensive language."

"If Wings were to hear you call him a superhero he would kick your butt. And you deserved it for the other part."

"Hey! And I know right. I can't even imagine Pentro in something other than his usual sleeveless hoodie, jeans, and boots. We should totally dress him up in a full on spandex superhero costume someday."

"YES! Oh my gods, yes, best prank ever!"

"Fred would you please explain what you are talking about?" Molly finally asks.

"Will you Percy, you joined before me."

"Sure thing Fred. You see we are part of this... team I guess you would call it. There are six of us total. Pentro, or Confusion; Fred, or Mischief; Loki, or Mayhem; Elxin, or Disorder; Thor, or Destruction, and finally me, Percy, or Void. We kinda do diplomatic errands for our boss whenever he needs it. First there was me, then Loki and Thor, then Pentro, then Elxin, and finally Fred. Other than that we are all just best friends. Did I get everything?"

"I think so."

"Good, any questions?" At this, nearly everyone's hand went up. This was going to be a long night.

(A/N: 820 words)