A/N: Here is another chapter! More action in this one. Hope you like it!
Annabeth POV
We walked into the huge double doors of the museum. I smiled as we entered the quiet atmosphere, the place had an aura of knowledge. Luckily it wasn't t too crowded and we were able to make our way to the exhibit. As I read up on the Ku Klux Klan, Percy was gravitating towards the Greek section. I decided to join him. I loved learning about the Greek mythology and architecture. Percy was studying a display about Poseidon.
"You like Greek myths?" I asked.
He nodded, "I find them fascinating. When I was younger my mom told me stories about Greek myths.
"Same here, look it's your namesake." I pointed to a picture of Perseus. We ended up away from the exhibit we were supposed to be looking at and deeper into the Greek one. As we talked I caught a slight movement to our right. I turned sharply but saw nothing. Percy noticed this.
"What happened,"
"I thought... it's nothing," I said turning away from the spot. We continued talking and I was pretty sure that there was another slight movement. I looked that way again, somewhere next to the Nemesis picture. Percy followed my gaze.
"Is there something over there?"
"I don't know but I thought I saw something," As I said it someone turned the corner and I briefly saw a swish of black.
"Did you see that?" I asked.
He nodded, "Let's go."
We made our way to the corner, barely peeking past it. The hall there was empty. We stepped in. Percy had his hand near his gun which was hidden under his shirt. We crept slowly. There was another movement to our left this time. The same swish of black. We ran to the spot. Someone was definitely here and they were watching us. Suddenly, there were two more swishes of black. Percy and I stepped into the middle of the room standing back to back. Two figures emerged out of the shadows. They were wearing all black and their faces were covered with cloth. They were hooded as well. They advanced on us.
Percy whispered to me, "Got a gun?"
I nodded, I had one in my bag. The hooded figures walked toward us slowly then without warning pounced. I immediately responded my self-defense training kicking in. One of the men, I'm assuming men because of their stature, grabbed me. I immediately elbowed him away and punched him. He was a bit taken aback but responded and tried to punch me. I dodged and kneed him instead. Percy was having a similar fight with the other guy except they were practically wrestling. I reached into my bag for my gun but the guy had other ideas, he swiped me and I fell to the ground. The guy pinned me and I struggled against him, eventually breaking free. I had lost my bag in the confusion and saw it lying on the ground a few feet away. I tried to crawl to it, but my side hurt really bad. The guy hadn't stopped either he continued to fight be as I tried to lead our battle near my bag so I could get my gun.
I spared a glance at Percy. He wasn't looking that good either. His lip was bleeding and he had a bruise on the side of his face. The guy he was fighting seemed to be limping. I looked a second too long because the next thing I knew I was punched in the face. I bit back a cry of pain and instead tried to focus my now wobbly vision to the guy in front of me. He punched me again. I felt more pain shoot through me. I kicked him in the groin. He doubled back and crumpled to his knees. I took advantage of the fact and pinned him down punching him again. He was growing weaker with every hit, but he managed to grab a hold of my neck. I couldn't breathe but I fought back anyway. His grip was starting to loosen and I could breathe a bit more. Then suddenly he was knocked off of me.
Percy stood there beat up and hurt but with an intense anger in his eyes. I had never seen them so fierce. He pulled the guy away from me and punched him with such force that the guy fell back. I'm pretty sure Percy would have pulverized him if it hadn't been for Percy's attacker running away. Taking advantage of our distraction my attacker raced away too. Percy and I sped off through the museum in pursuit of the two attackers. We ran back into the main lobby. People stared at us weirdly as we looked frantically around for them.
"We lost them," Percy panted.
I nodded, "They probably left the building."
"Are you okay?" he asked me concern clouding over his eyes. I knew I looked bad. My hair was a mess. I'm pretty sure I had a cut on my face and my stomach definitely had a bruise judging by the pain. He reached out to touch my cheek. I tried not to wince and he immediatly withdrew his hand. I missed the comfort.
"I'm fine what about you?" He looked bad too, the cut on his lip was still bleeding and he had wounds on his cheek as well.
I tried to breathe as the full effect of the pain started to hit. I bent down a little. Percy came up beside me.
"You are not okay, we are taking you to the hospital," he said.
"Well neither are you, you're hurt too Percy." He winced. I got up grabbed his hand and turned around to head out the door, my head still a bit fuzzy, when I felt something cold and metallic pressed to my forehead. I looked up to see the gun.
A/N: Oooh a cliffy (I've always wanted to have one)...sorry for that! Anyway please review and let me know what you think!
See ya soon! :)
