After I got my sister to watch Perseus's vitals, I turned back to the task of making sure that he would survive all of the festering wounds that covered his body. How he has not died of infection was a wonder in and of itself. I could only assume that wherever he was being held was keeping him alive because there is no natural way he could have survived. I shuddered as I thought about what his mental health would be like after all this time.
As I healed wound after wound I couldn't help but start to grumble that my work was being made all the more harder by the fact that there were still knife tips and other debris stuck beneath the scabs. To add to that, most of the scars had poison pockets underneath them, so I had to reopen the wounds in order to clean them out so the poison would not have any lasting effect.
After about an hour of working on trying to heal all of Perseus's wounds, his skin was starting to turn pale from blood loss and I knew that if I didn't do something quick he would bleed out right in front of me. As I was cursing my inability to use my awesome powers to their full extent due to the nature of the wounds I suddenly I remembered that Perseus had the ability to heal in water.
Cursing my stupidity, I quickly told Poseidon to summon a wave of salt water to aid Perseus in healing. Poseidon leaped at the opportunity to help his favorite son but I doubted that even he could have predicted what would happen as soon as the water just touched Perseus's skin.
As soon as the water touched his skin it turned a sickly green color and his flesh began to smoke and sizzle, as it was slowly being burned away as if the water was acid. Immediately Perseus started to flail about while screaming in absolute agony.
His shrieks of pain were what knocked me out of my shocked reverie and I immediately screamed to remove the water. I watched as Poseidon tried, but it appeared as if what was once water is no longer under his control. Immediately I summoned a bunch of towels and proceed to wrap him up in them to soak up the foul liquid. As I did I noticed that what I had thought to be a scar was now glowing a sickly sea green color and it appeared as if Perseus was trying to rip the scar from his body.
Once all of the acid like substance had been removed I decided to look closer at the scar. After a closer look I can see that what I once had thought was a scar was in fact a curse and that he had multiple curses that have been put upon him. Once I had finished my observation I decided to get back to healing Perseus.
After a moment of debate I decided that I could not do anything more to help Perseus while he was bleeding out in the throne room so I decided that I needed to take him to my temple where I could monitor him closely. Before I flashed away I told everyone, "I am taking Perseus to my temple and will notify you all when he is stable."
After I got to my palace I quickly hook Perseus up to a heart monitor and set him up with an I.V. and blood drip. I knew that if I didn't get his blood levels back up and soon then he would bleed out on the table before I was even done cleaning out all of the wounds.
After I got Perseus stabilized I started to finish the daunting task of cleaning and healing his wounds. All the while I wondered what could have caused such gruesome wounds and how did a mortal manage to survive them. Suddenly I am startled out of my reverie by a scream of pain echoing across Olympus. As the scream fades Perseus wakes up with a gasp.
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