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Percy didn't have a lot of luck. And he meant didn't have a lot of luck as in him having none. Zip. Zero.
In his 19 years he had kind of gotten used to it. Being a demigod was challenging at the best of times, and being a son of a Big 3 god just made it that much harder.
So that day he supposed it shouldn't have come as a shock to him when the worst thing that could ever happen... happened. The thing is Percy hadn't even been expecting it, he had been hoping for a better outcome. That somehow everything would miraculasly go back to how it was and would be the same. Maybe if he hadn't kissed her, or if he hadn't asked her to go out in the first place. What if it just hadn't happened?
But it did happen. And that's what was killing him.
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It had been a great day. The sky was that perfect clear blue, the sun was shining and was warm but not terribly hot. There were random white fluffy clouds in the sky that everyone in the park was trying to make shapes out of.
Everything was perfect.
So that's why Percy begged Annabeth to go out. To finally leave their little apartment and enjoy New York at it's finest. He had begged so hard, just for her to drop her textbooks from her college class and to just get outside and have fun. She had agreed, laughing and rolling her eyes.
Percy now wished with everything he had that he hadn't even brought it up.
Once she had grabbed her scarf (it was fall after all) and deemed herself presentable for the public's eyes they had left. They had gone to that little cafe that they both loved at the corner of the street and had each gotten a blueberry muffin. Then they had sat down at their usual table, just chatting about the pointless and yet so meaningful things usual couples talk about. Even though they lived together they always found things to talk about.
After half an hour they were both finished. Percy asked Annabeth to walk with him in Central Park. They walked, because it was only a couple of blocks from where they lived anyways and they wanted to have time to talk even more. They held hands, and Percy helped Annabeth cross the street. Of course she hit him saying that she wasn't an 80 year old lady and she didn't need protecting but they were both smiling.
As they walked through the park they watched everyone else. A brother and sister about 8 and 7 years old playing frisby, another young couple sitting on a bench looking whispering and cuddling. 2 old men sitting on a picnic table and playing chess. Even an owner with his dog out for a walk.
Percy and Annabeth sat on the grass, beneath a tree for shade, and looked up at the clouds.
"I've had a great day Percy. Thanks for doing this."
He grinned at her. His signature goofy grin that everyone loved. Especially her. "What are boyfriends for right?"
Annabeth frowned. "No, I'm serious. I don't tell you enough how great you are, or how much I love you. You're amazing and I love you more then I can even say." She hesitated. "Look I have something to tell you-"
Percy interrupted her with a kiss. After a couple of seconds Annabeth gave up and kissed him back. It was a tender kiss, full of all of those emotions you just couldn't express with words or facial expressions. Full of happiness and contentment. And love. Pure irrevocable love.
Or at least that's what Percy had thought.
Annabeth pulled away, eyes closed and smiled. "Hmm that was nice." She had just opened her eyes and Percy saw them open wide in shock and fear before she screamed. "Percy, look out!"
He tensed and was turning his head to see what it was that had her so frightened when he felt teeth clamp around his left shoulder. Pain rushed through him and the next thing he knew he was in the air. The thing had thrown him.
He slammed into a tree and his head hit the trunk. His vision went black and for a second the sound of everyone screaming faded and a faint buzzing replaced it. As soon as his senses returned Percy went for Riptide. He had been thrown about 10 feet and he saw that everyone except for Annabeth had vacated the park.
Annabeth was fighting off 3 hellhounds and as good as she was, Percy didn't think she could handle them alone.
"Percy! Are you alright?" she yelled.
"Fine, I'm fine." he replied.
He immediatley got up and ran towards her, with Riptide elongating into a sword as he went.
But he was too slow.
As he reached the fight he slashed Riptide and felt it meet the hellhounds fur. It dissolved into gold dust with a surprised yelp. Percy had just turned to Annabeth when he saw the hellhound that she was slashing at with her dagger dissolve.
The hellhound that was still alive however didn't plan on going down without a fight. Percy was just advancing towards same with Annaebth when the hellhound snapped at her right leg and threw her.
"Percy!" she screamed, and it made Percy sick to hear the fear in her voice.
"Annabeth!" I cried.
As if in slow motion she fell and landed on the sidewalk, and Percy winced when he heard the sickening crack of her head hitting the cement.
The hellhound was growling and Percy knew that the only reason it hadn't attacked him yet was because of Riptide. It was tensed and looked like it was ready to spring at any moment.
Percy glared at it so ferociously that anything with a brain that could understand face expressions would have cowered in terror. Percy attacked the hellhound and although it only took a few seconds to kill Percy felt like he was wasting too much time. He knew head wounds were often the most dangerous and he should be with Annabeth. Taking care of her.
As soon as he knew the canine was gone Percy ran over to her. He remembered gently shaking her, yelling, lifting her head and trying to wake her up.
Nothing worked.
Chiron had warned demigods to never go to mortal hospitals unless it was an absolute emergency. Mortal technology would show the difference in demigod blood then a normal humans. Even though it looked the same there was a slight difference in red blood cells blah blah blah which they got from their immortal parent.
Percy counted this as an emergency.
He searched Annabeth's coat pocket and found her cell phone. He dialed 911.
"911 what is your emergency?" a female voice asked.
Percy hesitated. He couldn't very well tell her that a pack of hellhounds had attacked him and his girlfriend. But looking over at Annabeth and holding her hand which was getting colder he couldn't afford to waste any time. "Hello, my name is Percy Jackson. My girlfriend Annabeth Chase is unconscious, her leg is also bleeding. We're in central park, please hurry." His voice was strained and panicked. The girl seemed to become more attentive.
"I'll send someone right away. Where in the park are you?" her voice was rushed and now concerned.
"In the centre."
"Thank you, someone will be with you shortly. Now Percy here's what I want you to do so listen carefully. Elevate her head, it helps the blood to flow but be very careful! Her brain could be swollen, or her skull could be cracked. Next try to stop the blood flow from her leg, do you think you can do that?"
Percy swallowed, blinking back tears. "Yes." he whispered,
Slowly he took of his jacket, shifted his weight to his knees and set it on his lap. Then he very carefully, and very gently put Annabeth's head on his lap. When he pulled his hand away it was covered with red.
She was bleeding from a cut on the back of her head. Percy hoped his jacket could help slow down the bloos flow.
He then took of her jacket very gently and rolled it into a bundle and pressed it to her calve where the bite marks were the worst.
Percy hardly remembered the paramedics showing up, or answering all of their rushed questions. He made up a lie about being attacked by some wild dogs which was a stretch but they believed it. They had knocked Annabeth down and had pushed him into a tree.
Percy remembered one thing clearky though. As they strapped Annabeth to the gurney, wheeled her out of the park and hoisted her into the ambulance the ring from her left hand's ring finger fell off.
The ring Percy had given to her right after they had won the Giant War to promise her they would be married one day. He had one too. Hers was thin and silver but it had 3 small jewels in the centre, 1 diamond and then on either side of it there rested 1 emerald.
When it fell the man who looked to be in his 20's and had said his name was Carson had picked it up, stepped in the back of the ambulance and gave it to Percy.
Another paramedic closed the doors and they started moving, while yet another paramedic, a girl this time, hooked Annabeth up to an IV and moniter which showed her heat beats were steady.
Carson held it out in his hand. "Here, they won't let this on her while they're running tests anyways. You keep it."
With the hand that wasn't crushing Annabeth's hand Percy reached out and took it. It felt warm, and Percy saw that Annabeth's finger had an imprint of where it had been. His hand closed around it. He wasn't letting either of them go.
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Alright so... hey everyone! I was watching the movie the Vow the other day and this idea popped into my head! Oh and great movie btw, it makes me really happy to know that there's actually love like that out there. Anyways, hope you like this new story! I don't know how long it's gonna be yet but I have lots of ideas for it. Speaking of tell me what you guys think about me throwing something about a miscarriage in here. I have ideas with and without one so please tell me! Review cause you guys are awesome (and maybe cause you want me to write faster... hint hint) ;)
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