A/N- this is my first published story on fanfiction and I'm still trying to find out how to use things. please like and review! I hope you like it! I don't own percy Jackson and the Olympians.
Footsteps pound the pavement, chasing me through the twisting streets of Manhattan. I was in good shape, but knew it was just about impossible to outrun my stalker. I hadn't risked stealing a glance at my pursuer, for fear of it slowing me down. But judging by the shadow of the chaser, and the ongoing unwavering thuds of its footsteps, they were built well. The thing that frightened me the most was that the person's breath wasn't quickening. The person could keep chasing me. But i, on the other hand, was heavily winded, my steps gradually beginning to falter. Though every breath felt like a sharp stab to the chest, and every stride felt like a hundred, i pushed on and kept my pace.
My mistake was going off the road, heading into an alley hoping briefly that i could confuse the chaser. No such luck. The alley was a dead end. It led to a three story brick wall. I decided i would have to climb it but soon noticed the only possible handhold was about ten feet above my head. I could hear the footsteps ominously nearing my hiding place. In a few seconds id be cornered. I backed all the way up against the wall and allowed a single sob to escape my chest. I was going to die. In the split second before i finally saw my stalkers face, i decided i'd go down with a fight. No way would i make this easy for the bully. If there was one thing i hated, it was bullies. As a dark figure bursted around the corner, i weakly raised my fists in a feeble attempt to defend myself. The figure slowly neared me. I closed out a single tear and fell to the ground pressing my arms over head.
I sat there for what felt like an eternity, waiting for the first blow. But it never came. The boy knelt next to me and lifted my chin so my eyes reached his. He was cute, with sea-green eyes, black hair, and a worried crease between his eyebrows.
"Are you ok?" he asks gently. Helping me to my feet he asks me why i was running. I glare at him angrily. He was blocking the exit. He sees where i'm looking.
" I'm percy. I'm only trying to h-" he never got to finish. I slammed my fist right into his adam's apple, threw him to the ground, and ran.