A/N: The last chapter put you on edge enough? Ha, just kidding (mostly). I'm sorry it was so short, I decided that I couldn't write much more without it getting boring, but this chapter is nice and long to offset that. This is also the second to last chapter, as such its time to start dedicating the chapters to people (something I want to start up, to give credit where credit is due). So this chapter is dedicated to... *Drumroll* Whoever submitted this to the contest (details in last chapter and my profile) and to another person... *Second drumroll* Alex-Is-Not-Here! On the off chance you are the same person congrats- you're awesome enough to be mentioned twice! XD
Alex has been a positive force while writing this story, as many others have been, but it was by her request I start a NicoxPercy story. So all you others can thank her for this story! Thanks Alex for everything, this is all I can really do to give you credit. So kudos and congrats!
To whoever: Thanks for loving/liking the story so much you recomended it to a contest. The idea anything I write can be good enough for someone to do that is great- it makes me feel very encouraged to write more and better then I already am. People who love a story that much should always be recognized for their efforts.
To both: Thank you for everything!
And to everyone else: Enjoy your second to last chapter of Abstract!
Percy found he was out for two days after his little 'episode'. The hospital staff had feared for his health if he was awake and so, despite Sally's protests, had managed to keep him under for that long. Meanwhile a few gifts and cheesy get well cards had been dropped off, signed by teachers (Chiron's card featured a small reminder that he would have a backlog of homework when he got back), friends (Grover's played music whenever it opened even a little, and had freaked Percy out at first), and those who had obviously been forced into sending one (Annabeth's didn't even have any writing, just the 'get well' part that comes with every letter).
While it was both positive and somewhat depressing (the very idea of homework made him feel miserable) Percy's mood kept on the same level- low. When asked why he just shook his head and didn't answer. Most of his awake time was spent, not in his own hospital room (in case things with his treatment 'got complicated' he was staying for a while), but in Nico's. Watching the son of Hades breathe, not open his eyes, and act like the living dead. It, to say the least, drove Percy insane.
"When will they know when he'll wake up?" He asked nobody in particular one day. A nurse (who was checking boxes on a clipboard) gave Percy a simpithetic glance, her blonde hair and dark eyes reminding Percy of Annabeth, making his mood even worse.
Annabeth, besides the note, hadn't even acknoledged him, or what had happened. It had been roughly five days. And, as he constantly reminded Grover (who, admittedly, was leaning towards Annabeth's side), she dumped him! Not the other way around! SO why was she so depressed?
"Its because she thinks you were going to dump her for Nico, and she wanted to prevent you from having to make that choice. It doesn't mean she had to like what she did." Grover told him whenever they spoke, which was becomming less and less frequent as Percy spent more and more time at Nico's side.
"You know, I can try to get you moved to this room." A voice said behind him. Percy jumped and looked around, getting out of his seat quickly. It was his mother, just back from her job. She looked a little hagard, a little strained, but for the most part ok. Percy smiled and hugged her, breathing in her scent, a part of his mind wondering if Nico smelled so nice. "If you really want to I mean. That would make you feel better about what you did; wouldn't it?" Sally still thought he saved Nico out of some stupid hero thing, which, admittedly, wasn't too far from the truth.
Percy gave his mother a strained smile, wondering if she could see the pain he was hidding behind his eyes and his 'oh he'll get better' attitude. The truth? Once Percy had overheard a doctor talk about Nico's chances. Thirty percent he'd wake up with limited ablities, maybe he'd be mute, or blind, or never be able to run or play sports. Not what Percy was hoping for, but a small part of him said it would be better to have half of Nico then none of him. Fifty percent chance he'd spend the rest of his life as a veggie, a plant. Alive, breathing, maybe even thinking, but not awake. Not giving Percy his trademark smile, not giving cold looks with undertones of warmth. Nothing, none of the boy Percy was starting to... No, does love.
But the boy Percy realizes he loves only has a twenty percent chance of waking up. He was hit at least four times, maybe five or six, in the head with a shoe and a foot. That kind of trama to the head can be forever, or only a few weeks. At the very least, the doctor had said to another, he would never be the exact same.
Percy let his mother go and saw a glimpse of tears in her eyes, but they were gone once she blinked. Percy swallowed and forced himself to speak.
"H-how was your day? Everything go alright?" Sally nodded, smiling back at him. She ran a hand through his hair, Percy's mind flashing back to Nico. Would the teen ever do that to him? Was he, Percy Jackson, a failure at being a knight-in-shinning-armor? Would his prince recovered from his evil stepfather? His mother's response broke his thoughts.
"It went alright. A lot of them asked if you were ok, its all in the news y'know." Sally told him, even though Percy already knew. It was part of a routine they had fallen into, to cope with everything. Percy would ask how Sally's day went, she would reply, tell him how many people thought his actions were great, the right thing to do. Heck, even the police weren't going to press charges for speeding because of his 'heroic actions that saved a young teen's life'. It made Percy sick.
How could those people celebrate him when he failed? How could they say he saved Nico if Nico wasn't even awake? Percy forced his smile to stay, if just for a little while, and nodded.
"Yeah, you told me... If you could move my room here that would be... Great." Sally nodded and embraced Percy one more time, Percy returning it fully. He knew it was all an act. He acted like everything was alright, like his heart was broken (breaking into a million small pieces of glass), like his heart wasn't being stepped on (trodden on, by Grover... Annabeth... The world), like he wasn't falling into despair (because he was, oh yes he was). Sally walked out of the room, assumedly to find the doctor who was taking care of both Nico and Percy.
Percy sighed, sitting down next to Nico's bed, in a plastic chair that was about as comfortable as a bed of nails. The teenager didn't mind, and he sent up a silent prayer to whatever diety controlled the world and what happened to let Nico be ok, oh God let Nico be ok...
Sender: Grover Underwood (G-man)
Recieved: Percy Jackson (seagreen2)
Date: 4-30-10; 4:39 PM
Subject: School
Hey Percy! Sorry I haven't been by to check up on you; are you doing alright? The entire school has been talking about you, everyone thinks its really cool how you saved Nico and all. Anyway, the teachers have a huge pile of homework and stuff that you'll have to do when you get back; man, oh, man I do not envy you right now. The pile is massive; but I'll be by soon (enough) to drop off some of the stuff.
Is Nico alright? I guess he hasn't woken up yet, but he'll wake up sooner or later. I mean, its not like he'll be in a coma forever. Hades is all over the news too; did yah hear he's gonna be in jail for roughly fifteen years? Awesome, right?
See yah soon (enough),
Grover
Percy had to hand it to Grover; he was pretty damn terrible at making him feel better. Percy sighed and signed out of his e-mail, not feeling up to replying to his friend. It was roughly three AM on the 31st, and Percy wasn't able to get himself to go to sleep. Luckily his mom had been able to get him moved to Nico's room, and he had his laptop to keep himself occupied until he got tired.
The divider between his bed and Nico's was pulled aside so that a faint green line pentrated the darkness that made up the otherwise empty room. A soft, slight beeping was Nico's heart, a million times louder. It took Percy only a few seconds to realize his heart was beating in tune with the monitor, with Nico.
Percy felt the ends of his mouth tug up in a half-hearted smile. Things were looking up, slightly. He was going to be back to school and 'normal' life in only a few days, Nico's mind was more active then ever (according to the doctor anyway), and he was in the same room as the person he loved. Still...
Percy looked at Nico and, even in the darkness, could make out his chest; rising and falling as he breathed. Percy stood up and gently put the laptop on his bedside table, closing it and shutting it off. He stumbled to his feet, taking a minute to blink past the stars that came with the effort and the lack of feeling in his legs. He half stumbled, half walked over to Nico's side. Percy's eyes could just make out his pale skin and dark black hair, his soft skin that wasn't a mess anymore (the bruises were more or less gone, except a gash that cut from Nico's chin to right under his left eye).
Percy smiled ruefully to himself, remembering when Nico was asleep in his room, the moonlight giving him an otherworldy glow. Nico was in a coma, the doctors never checked up on them this early (or late, depending on how you saw it). Percy was all alone; what was the worst that could happen?
Percy lowered himself down and softly pressed his lips against Nico's, the soft feeling of Nico's lips comforting Percy. The sea-green eyed boy closed said eyes, trying to imagine what it would be like to be kissed back, what it would be liked to feel Nico's heart pouding against his... Percy pulled himself away as he heard something, a sound. Terrified someone was comming, Percy ran (it appeared to be more of a desperate stumbling) back to his bed and pulled the sheats over him quickly.
The hallway light turned on, and the door opened softly. A flashlight peered into the room as a doctor came in suddenly. Percy forced himself not to move, to keep his eyes closed, to breath slowly... The doctor had someone with him; a nurse? A guard?
"... Hmm... The boy's mental state seems to be more active then usual." A voice Percy hadn't heard before seemed to echo in the room, the silence shattered. Percy racked his brains; who in the world would want to know how Nico was? It wasn't Hades for certain, besides the fact said man was in jail awaiting a trial he also wasn't allowed in the same building as Nico. A chill ran through Percy suddenly; was it some long-lost relative come to take Nico away? The doctor replied, suttering.
"S-S-Sir... He, ah, he appears to be getting better. You know the rules as well as I... Ah... Sir?" The sound of cloth against Nico's bed alerted Percy that someone was nearing Nico, moving closer. Percy found himself going tense, and he forced himself to relax. It was probably nothing, just his mind making something small into something worse then it really was.
"Science does not present itself! I have need for someone of his age... You have my number, contact me once his chance fall below the level the law requires... I believe I have only to wait two days?" The man's voice, which had seemed more or less normal, had a sinister side. The doctor stiffened, Percy could somehow tell.
"... Y-Yes... In two days his chances of waking will have fallen below 13%, which the law requires... But how are you going to get someone to sign off on it? He has no family left, his father is, by law, not eligable for such a paper..." The doctor seemed extremely nervous, and a little frightened. "Dr. Muerte... The boy's chances are quiet good, I beg you to let him be!" There was a sound of the doctor letting out a cry of fright and whoever the Muerte man was moved closer to the doctor.
"Yes... But he will be useful to find a cure for comas... One death to serve a thousand lives! Ha! I will contact you in two days. Decide your answer by then." The doctor went quiet and Percy found himself go still... The flashlight was turned off and then the hallway went dark again. Percy heard the sound of footsteps disappearing down the hall, echoing loud enough to wake the dead.
Percy felt a lump in his throat as he realized he might have only two days for Nico to wake up, or the boy would be gone forever.
Sender: Percy Jackson (seagreen2)
Recieved: Grover Underwood (G-man)
Date: 4-31-10; 4:09 AM
Subject: RE:School
Yeah, um, thanks? You know you aren't that good at trying to make me feel better; right? Yeah, well, Nico doesn't seem to be getting any better. I mean, apparently his mind is becomming more active but the doc said that could mean lots of things.
So yep, everything basically stinks. I did get moved to Nico's room though, so at least I don't have some freakishly long walk to see him.
Yeah, come by soon. I could use some new faces. Maybe I'll get my mom to take us to a movie (I'm not allowed to drive for several months cause of the speeding tickets, but at least I don't have to pay the fine anymore).
-Percy
Percy was chugging down a large glass of orange juice when Grover showed up, led into his room by a nurse named Shell. Grover nodded and thanked her, entering the room while Percy didn't notice. That might have to do with the fact that Percy spilled some juice on his clothes while he drank. He swore loudly, Grover grinning and unable to stop himself from making some remark.
"I guess you might want me to get you a sippy-cup, or is that too hard for you too use?" Percy scowled at Grover but grinned soon after. The grin disappeared when Grover took his backpack off and pulled out a large pile of homework. Percy groaned, running a hand through his hair.
"Please tell me you're joking G-man, that's not homework, that's sucide to even try doing all of that." Grover shrugged, unable to help himself from grinning. "Man, first Hades and now the teachers. Is there anyone who doesn't want me dead?"
"Its not really that hard, and a lot of it is just review and stuff you have to take notes on. Still, you're comming back when? Two days?" Percy shook his head 'yes' as he took the pile and stuff it onto his crowded bedside table, taking another gulp of juice.
"Yeah, it stinks but its cool at the same time; there isn't anything to do here but surf the web and try not to go insane from the beeping I hear all the table." Percy motioned towards the heart monitor set up to Nico as he took a bite out of some toast. Percy wondered if he sounded just like someone would if their friend was in a coma, trying to lighten the mood just a little. Apparently it didn't work on Grover though, because the teenager just sighed and sat down in a chair next to Percy's bed.
"Percy... I think we both know what you really think of Nico." Percy felt his blood go cold and he forced himself to let out a half-laugh.
"Whatdayah mean? He's a good friend, sure, but well... I mean, he's nothing more, nothing less." For his credit, Percy managed to hold Grover's serious gaze for several long, agonizing, seconds. Then he tore his eyes away and stared at the piece of toast in his hand, not hungry anymore.
"I don't care myself, you're still a good friend. But you can't go on like this, what are you going to do?" The question was broad and could have been asking about many things, but Percy understood right away. What was he going to do if Nico didn't wake up? That was a question Percy didn't think he could answer himself. He shrugged helplessly, putting his toast down.
"I... I don't know. I mean..." Percy ran a hand through his hair. "I like him, I like him a lot. He's become more and more immportant to me then I ever thought he could, but now that he's in a coma... I can't do anything about it but I have to do something. Its one huge puzzle, one huge maze, and I'm a rat that can't find its way out. I feel so helpless and so strong at the same time. I hope and wish every single night that, when I wake up, my first sight'll be his grin and then everything will be ok. But it never happens..." Percy sighed, stopping. Grover looked at his friend with a thoughtful expression.
"I can... No, wait, of course I can't understand. The person closest to you is in a coma and I bet you blame yourself for that. But you can't do anything to stop it, and all you can do is continue to hope, to wish, to dream. But I guess I was asking two things at once... What are you going to do if he wakes up but doesn't... What if he isn't the same way? What if he doesn't love you back?" Grover asked, his words plunging an ice-cold dagger into Percy's heart. Grover's watch beeped and the brown-haired friend blinked, looking at it. "I've gotta go, I'm due to help out before school and y'know how hard it is to get from the subway to school... I'll keep in touch, ok?"
Grover got up and left, and Percy couldn't help but feel like everything, everyone, in his life was picking their things up and leaving, sometimes dropping pieces of dispair and pain and hopelessness behind for Percy to pick up. Percy leaned back and fell into his pillows, a sense of despression and pain swallowing him up and refusing to let go.
Sender: Percy Jackson (seagreen2)
Recieved: Annabeth Chase (wisegirl13)
Date: 4-31-10; 6:09 PM
Subject: I'm Sorry
Hey Annabeth. I guess its really hard for you to read this, and it was really hard for me to type this but I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to just break up with you when I started to realize I had feelings for another. I'm sorry for what I must have put you through. I'm sorry for being a class 'A' jerk. I'm sorry for everything.
I did love you, really, truely. I guess it faded, or maybe something changed. Maybe I was the one who changed, or maybe you were. I don't know. All I know is that one time I loved you, but now I don't feel that love anymore. I hope you can forgive me for that. I hope you can forgive me for everything.
I don't really expect you to reply, nor do I really expect you to even ackknowledge me when I go back to school. But I tried, that's all I know.
Percy Jackson
"Annabeth, honey, we're ready to go!" Fredrick Chase called up to Annabeth Chase's room. Said blonde haired, grey eyed, girl was reading her e-mail before her father dropped her off to her mother's for the rest of the week. Yes, Annabeth's parents were divoriced. It wasn't painful as much as it was needed. Mr. Chase was too into his work, Mrs. Chase was too obbsessed with her work. It worked out, in the end.
Annabeth sighed and she deleted several junk e-mails and was about to log off when her computer let out its trademark 'ding' and said, 'You have mail!' in a voice all too cheerful to be real. Annabeth raised an eyebrow. 'One mail from: Percy Jackson'. Since when had seaweed brain bothered to e-mail her? She sighed again and called down to her father,
"You can wait in the car, I'll be there in a sec!" Annabeth barely heard the sound of the door being closed as she read Percy's e-mail, feeling herself about to cry. "Percy... Ah..." Blinking back tears she couldn't help but remember he was in a pretty bad position; his little trip to Nico's had been all over the news. But she hadn't gone to see him for fear (yes, fear) of what might happen. Mostly because of one little fact, one fact that Annabeth tried to denny but just couldn't, even with all her logical thought.
Annabeth hadn't wanted to break up with Percy. She still loved him, still loved the way he was so bloody clueless, the way he ran his hand through his hair when he was nervous... Everything and anything about him. Annabeth knew it was comming, and the logical part of her argued day and night with her heart. He was going to leave her anyway, for Nico of all people (not to say he wasn't bad, but at least Percy could have dumped her for a girl)!
Annabeth hit the reply button and quickly typed up her reply, her fingers flying over her keyboard without a second thought to what she was writting. She got up and shut down her laptop, running downstairs to get to her dad where he was waiting in his car.
Sender: Annabeth Chase (wisegirl13)
Recieved: Percy Jackson(seagreen2)
Date: 4-31-10; 6:11 PM
Subject: RE:I'm Sorry
Hey Percy. I suppose you did what you could do, nothing more, nothing less. I'm sorry for acting so rude lately, I guess I just wasn't up for something like that happening. I'm glad you're ok, really, I am. Please give my best regards to Nico when he wakes up.
Miss you,
Annabeth
Percy wasn't sure if he wanted to cry, scream, or throw the laptop across the room and start smashing it with a baseball bat. Did she have to make it sound like he was the villian? Did she really have to stab him one more time? He did the only thing he really could do; run a hand through his hair and sigh, leaning back into the soft pillows that seemed to be mocking him at this point.
Why does my life have to be so screwed up now? Percy thought. Why couldn't they just wait their damn turn and then come into his life? Instead he gets dumped by Annabeth, Nico goes into a coma because his insane (mental, pysco, no-way-in-hell-should-be-a-father) dad kicked him in the head, and the teachers decided to pile on more homework then they had ever before.
Of course; life's funny that way. Deciding he had nothing better to do, Percy sat hesitantly up and pulled the laptop into a comfortable place, going to Google and looking up Dr. Muerte. Typing in the name, Percy hit the enter button and found himself reading what appeared to be squiggles. Damn dyslexia, Percy thought to himself as he winced. Finally noticing he spelled the name wrong Percy hit the 'Did you mean Dr. Muerte?' and waited for the screen to load. He was slightly surprised that the internet conection was so fast in the hospital, his mind (obviously) wandering due to his ADHD.
The first hit was an .org site, something in Spanish. Percy ignored it, looking down the list. Most of the hits were in Spanish, Percy noticed, scowling. Finally, the tenth on the list was in English! He hit the link and let the link load, tapping his fingers lightly on the keyboard.
'Coma Treatment' was the title of the screen that popped up, and Percy saw it was a link to a news article. Not up to decipering through it, Percy looked for the bar with all the options and quickly found what he was looking for; Dr. Muerte's personal history. Quickly scanning over it (the entire thing was easily several pages long and had numerous words Percy didn't know), Percy spotted several awards and nominations the doctor had apparently gotten. Finally he reached the end that started what Percy was looking for.
'The great doctor soon ended his studies of the brain, to some outcry, to change to coma victims and how to treat said disease. His studies were met with some unfounded skeptism, as he required paitents that already were in comas. However the doctor continued on, quickly realizing that more advanced and pro-active steps were needed to treat something as severe as a coma. His study continued but with the death of several test subjects Dr. Muerte was shut down for several years...'
Percy shook his head and re-read the paragraph to ensure his dyslexia wasn't acting up and messing with the words. But no, it really had admitted that several of his 'test subjects' died from his experiments. Percy felt his hands roll up into fists. There was no way he would let a creep like this Dr. Muerte have Nico as a- a test subject! Percy bet that the 'good doctor' didn't even treat them as real people! He felt a flash of white-hot furry rise up in his chest and he had to spend a minute breathing in deep and calm down before he broke something.
As the madness passed Percy forced himself to go back to Dr. Death's (as Percy decided to call him) site and looked around for some more information. Passing up the temptation to send an angry e-mail at the thing Percy hit the 'more information' button. The computer started to load it and Percy glanced at the loading bar. It was loading, slowly. A big page, huh; Percy thought. Well at least I know what I'm up againt, and what this crazy witch-doctor is doing with his 'experiments'.
'Using high-level elextrodes, Dr. Muerte sends a physical shock into the patient's nerve-system. Much like jump starting a car,' Percy wondered how someone that crazy could be called a doctor. 'Dr. Muerte hopes to start the human brain back up with enough force to start a car. Assuming that the human mind will awaken with enough stress (greater or equal to what put the mind into a coma) the doctor has continued his experiments dispite multipul set-backs and protests over his methods... He is completely legal in all ways and all forms (contrary to some belief) and, while he has yet to yeild any results, is close to a break through...'
Yes, Percy decided. 'Dr.' Death was certaintly insane and should be locked up in jail. That being said, Percy knew he only had two days to wake Nico up, or he would loose the only person he had ever loved.
Sender: Dr. Muerte (doctord)
Recieved: 'Group: Staff'
Date: 4-31-10; 6:30 PM
Subject: Death Rate
I assume you do not need to be reminded about what looms over us. Our death rate must go down; our experiments are drawing too much attention from unwanted eyes (namely the government). I hope that I do not need to remind you that, as the saying goes, 'heads will roll' if anymore attention is drawn to us.
I do hope that all members of my staff realize what danger we are in.
That is all;
Dr. Muerte
Percy spent the rest of the day looking up news articles about Dr. Death and his insane experiments. The grade total of deaths? Three of five died from shocks, two of three from blunt force trama (Percy didn't even want to know) and an uncounted (read: the good doctor didn't release the information) ammount of other deaths. In other words? Percy would rather Nico die peacefully, naturally, then at the hands of the crazy madman.
Percy was practically hopping out of his bed, he even paced a little before he found his legs going weak (he hadn't been able to walk around much) and sat down again, waiting for his mother to come on her daily visit to him. Of course, when she did come, he startled her into nearly dropping the vase full of flowers (her work had gathered it up, thinking he would enjoy some color) she carried.
"Mom! They're gonna sell Nico to some nut-job who's using science to cover up his Franky-thing experiments! You have to stop them!" Sally looked at her son as she put the vase on a side table by a few plastic chairs. She walked over to him and brushed a few strands of hair off her face.
"Percy, what's going on? Did you have a bad dream? Why do you think Nico's in trouble? He's fine; right?" Sally frowned as Percy explained everything; how he wasn't able to sleep, how he overheard the doctor talking with Dr. Muerte, how he looked up said doctor... Yes, everything. Well, nearly everything, as Percy didn't add in his half-kiss with Nico. He decided it wasn't worth bringing up, but his mother still seemed to notice him hesitate there.
"Is there something else you need to tell me?" Sally asked, looking worried. Percy hesitated again, his mind wondering what she would do. Would she nod and smile sadly, underestanding what was going on in his head? Or would she look at him in scorn, wondering if someone had replaced Percy with... Something. Percy shook his head a put on a fake smile.
"Nah, nothing else mom. But what are we going to do about Nico? I'm not going to let some freak take him away right after we get rid of his father!" Sally sighed and looked at Percy, giving him a sad, small, smile. She shrugged and said,
"I don't know, but I won't let them take him away; I promise that." She gave him a bigger smile, with tinges of hope added in. "After all, he's a tough boy. He'll probably wake up before we have to cross that bridge." Percy strained himself to put on a bigger, 'happy' smile.
"Of course mom. I know that you'll never let anything happen to him." Percy felt his mother hug him tightly, holding onto him with her strong arms, and he realized there was only one other place he would rather be. That other place he would never be in if Nico didn't wake up.
Sender: Grover Underwood (g-man)
Recieved: Percy Jackson (seagreen2)
Date: 4-31-10; 7:08 PM
Subject: RE:Nico
Thanks for the update! Wow, I never would have thought all of this could happen... I hope that everything turns out ok. You know your mom is probably right, right? Nico's tough and all and it can't be legal for them to just take him away. Its good that you're going to stop them.
Have you finished any of the school work yet? I won't be able to go over anytime soon I'm afraid, so you'll just have to bring it with you your first day back. Chiron wants me to tell you that you'll have lots of other work to do to catch up. I do not envy you right now.
Annabeth told me about the e-mail you sent her. I suppose its good that you both are talking (or e-mailing, whatever) to each other now. I hope that when you come back you'll be able to just be normal, or at least what you were like before the whole break-up thing.
Everyone misses you at school (I think even Thialia misses you, although she hasn't said so), can't wait for you to return!
-Grover
-Hospital Files-
File Number: 31028583
Paitent: Angelo, Nico di
Age: 15
Date of Entry: 4-28-10; Roughly 0045
Admitted For: Coma, blunt force trauma, broken ribs, broken bones.
Brought in By: Jackson, Percy (SEE: 31028585; Jackson, Percy)
-Relation to Victim: Close Friend
Occurance: Beaten by father (SEE: 31028584; Angelo di, Hades)
Details: At roughly 0030 the police (New York County) recieved a call from the location 3124 Dark Drive by teenager Percy J. Teen claimed to have saved paitent from father, several ambulances were sent to location. Is currently in coma, caused by brunt force trauma.
Other:Father is under charges for child abuse. Chances of waking are slim, Dr. Muerte has applied for coma victim once chances drop under the required level.
File Number: 31028584
Paitent: Angelo, di Hades
Age: 35
Date of Entry: 4-28-10; Roughly 0045
Admitted For: Multipul back injuries, blunt force trauma.
Brought in By: Jackson, Percy (SEE: 31028585; Jackson, Percy)
-Relation to Victim: None
Occurance: Beaten by teen (self-defense claimed by teen)
Details: At roughly 0030 the police (New York County) recieved a call from the location 3124 Dark Drive by teenager Percy J. Teen claimed to have beaten paitent in self-defense of another (SEE: 31028583; Angelo, Nico di). Several ambulances were sent to location.
Other: Is currently under investigation for child abuse.
File Number: 31028585
Paitent: Jackson, Percy
Age: 16
Date of Entry: 4-28-10; Roughly 0045
Admitted For: Minor bruises, minor strains.
Brought in By: Himself
-Relation to Victim: N/A
Occurance: Fought with man in self-defense (SEE: 31028584; Angelo, Hades di)
Details: At roughly 0030 the police (New York County) recieved a call from the location 3124 Dark Drive by paitent. Claimed to have beaten another in defense of friend (SEE: 31028583; Angelo, Nico di). Several ambulances were sent to location.
Other: Set for release on 5-2-10.