The demigods struggle

by Tom Holland is my life

Percy Jackson. The name known worldwide throughout demigod history. When he tries to settle down for a nice life with Annabeth, she dumps him. She says it's either that or Athena kills him. After about 4 weeks, he starts to get sick. Percy scarcely leaves his cabin now. When he visits his mom, and she finds out about his latest situation, she makes him go to the doctors. He's got c

10. Chapter 10

~Sally~
I took Percy's hand as the doctor explained the procedure. Then, he was interupted by an intercom through his belt. "Doctor Joseph, Ema woods is having another one of her meltdowns. Can you send for help?" Then that speech was interrupted by a female, panicked scream, though the speaker. "I WANT MY FRIEND! I WANT PERCY! HE UNDERSTANDS, YOU ASSHOLES DONT! JOE PLEASE SEND HIM! NO!" And the speaker shut off. "No! Please doc, let me see her! I know her condition!" My son exclaimed. "What do you mean? Her condition?" Percy looked up with teary eyes. "Doc, she's suicidel. (SP?)" Joseph stroked his beard. "Fine. I'll make a deal. We will give her a sedative while you have your operation and place you both in the same ward when you are done." Percy nodded and Joseph radioed this over to the nurses with Ema. After Joseph walked out to get the surgeons ready, I turned to Percy with a small smile on my face. "So, who's this Emma Woods?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows. Percy blushed and groaned. "Remember that band i used to love? Mix It Up?" I nodded, slowly. It's all makin sense to me now. "That girl, the girl who claims you as your friend, is the Ema Woods!" He nodded. "Ok, you can snag your fathers enemy's daughter, now a celeb? My sons a heartthrob." He groaned and looked away. After a few moments of silence I said, "Are you ok?" He nodded. "As well as I can be." I nodded and we lapsed into more silence, which was broken after a few seconds, by Percy who lent over slightly, with a hand/arm wrapped around his stomach, groaning and wincing in pain. I put my arm around him and he leant into me. "I hate this." He mumbled. I nodded. "Mom, can you rub my head? I've got a headache." I nodded and began to rub his head. Then, the doctors came in with a stretcher and a needle. "Ok, she's under. Now you, Mr Jackson. Come on now, it won't hurt." He nodded and I kissed his head.

~SEVERAL HOURS LATER~
After Percy was put under, one of Ema's docs came up to me and took me to her room. She woke up shortly after that. We talked for a bit and played a few games on her phone, listened to hers and Percy's cover... it was beautiful. She uploaded it to YouTube and within 30 mins, already had 1500 views. Then, Percy was wheeled in. The doc looked grim, "Ok. Mrs Blofis, i'm not gonna sugar coat this. Your son will have some faults. His tumour is now gone, but has left quite a big impact. If he does survive, he won't be able to run without physical therapy and-"
"What do mean, if he does survive? Is he not going to then?" Ema asked. The doctor sighed. "It removed a little more than intended. But, there is a 75% chance he will wake up. 25% chance he will fall into a coma." Ema inhaled sharply, from holding his hand. "He just squeaked my hand."