Percy ran and ran. Hoping no one would follow him into the woods. But his health didn't allow him to go that far.
Exhausted by the nightmare and the run he stumbled down on the footpath. Parched he sat down to catch his breath.
"He went that way." Shouted a familiar voice. Percy got up and ran he wanted to just run away from the camp. He had already caused enough damage and didn't want to aggravate it.
He ran adrenaline rush now fading. Energy levels dwindling and water content evaporating from his system he fell down. This time he was barely capable to keep his eyes open. And soon everything faded to blackness.
What he noticed was grey orbs which were looming over him and the expression of concern.
Black
Percy ran and ran. Hoping no one would follow him into the woods. But his health didn't allow him to go that far.
Exhausted by the nightmare and the run he stumbled down on the footpath. Parched he sat down to catch his breath.
"He went that way." Shouted a familiar voice. Percy got up and ran he wanted to just run away from the camp. He had already caused enough damage and didn't want to aggravate it.
He ran adrenaline rush now fading. Energy levels dwindling and water content evaporating from his system he fell down. This time he was barely capable to keep his eyes open. And soon everything faded to blackness.
What he noticed was grey orbs which were looming over him and the expression of concern.
Black!
And then he died.
Kohinoor~
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Na just kidding. It goes on. I just noticed... blah blah blah I'll keep my mouth shut and talk after the awaited chapter.
Black!
Percy opened his eyes. He felt himself for any injury and then for Riptide. When there were none and his beloved blade/pen was missing he was anxious. In terror he noticed his surroundings he was on the ground. And a ragged bag was his pillow. He looked around to see broken concrete rocks or irregular blocks. Which were used as cupboard each crevasse held something. One held water bottles others held clothes packed food cans some open and some packed, one even had knives and other culinary items one held pair of used shoes, broken mirror and a couple bags. One held a collection of books and the other held medicinal aids.
A knife was held against his throat.
"Don't move." Said someone in a unfamiliar accent. No matter how much he wanted to just glide against the blade but he resisted it. After all she had saved his life. He just wanted to look at the person who saved the wrong person.
"Hands up." She said again. He remembered he had seen grey orbs before he had fainted. Was it Annabeth?
"Don't even think of trying anything." And to prove her point Percy felt a gun point at his back. At his Achilles Heel. Percy resisted his wish to die and find out about those very familiar grey orbs.
He put up his arms.
"I wouldn't try anything. When you have those pointing at me. The knife is intimidatimg enough by the way."
She scoffed.
"In your situation, I'd rather answer questions rather than being quirky. Who are you?"
"Percy.. Percy Jackson."
"Why were they following you?"
"They were searching for me."
"You didnt answer my question. Why were they following? What did you do?"
"They were searching for me I ran away. I have caused them enough trouble for a lifetime. I couldn't hurt them anymore." He replied honestly.
"Why should I trust you or let you live?"
"Well i was lying most probaly dead with people after me and you saved me so you won't kill me. Plus you had the chance to do so when I was unconscious."
"Where were you going?"
To die actually but not now. Now I will find those grey orbs.
"Away." Almost truth.
"How old are you?"
"21" *let's assume for this story.*
"How long was I out?" Questioned Percy.
"A day." She replied.
"Tell me about the scars."
"How do you know about them?" Percy felt a breach of privacy there. The ones on his arms were now well faded and blended to his skin tone. But the ones on his back were although healed but the scars were vibrant. He had then well hidden under his shirt.
"You were in rags I had to change you. Answer the question."
"I went through hell." He replied as he looked at his shirt it wasn't his. It was the truth.
The floor rumbled..
"Not again.." she mumbled.
"Just This time Percy. Partners don't try to run away I will hunt you down. Understood." She pushed the blade closer to his neck. Percy nodded.
"Now Just grab those bags and stuff water bottles, food and safety kit the clothes and that bag." She pointed specifically at each one.
Saying this she put the blade away but held the gun in her hand.
"Give me my pen." Asked Percy.
"This is not the time to talk, dont you get it. Just do as I told." She said and ran to the other side of the small room where she lifted the rock to the side.
"Please hand me my pen."
"I have your pen okay now put the things in the bags."
"Give me my pen!" She didn't answer this time.
Percy did as he was told.
"Done now give me my pen."
"I don't have time for you pen."
"Give me my pen."
"Shut your mouth okay. I can't concentrate. Can't you hear that sound. You will get us killed. Now help me don't just stand there." She was storing away all the other bags and other left out things.
The sound grew louder.
"Run" She said as she strapped on of the bags to her back and handed the other one to Percy. She threw him a dagger. He caught it.
Percy followed her through the long passages. And through a human pass-able pipe they emerged out into the silty water.
"We were underground."
"Yes. As if it wasn't obvious." She replied.
"Pen."Asked Percy. She looked at the way from where they had just emerged. She was to engrossed to hear him.
"Give me my pen!" Asked Percy walking to her. But he couldn't reach her as a minotaur appeared.
"Dodge left when I tell you." Percy commanded.
Percy looked at the beast.
"Now!"
She did as she was told. With the dagger he charged at it so did she. With her daggers. They both fought in rhythm. They communicated through their eyes. But the minotaur was able to disarm him. He wasn't so familiar with the dagger.
"GIVE ME THE PEN!"
She was standing there with he back to the wall and no way to escape the bull. This time she listened and threw Riptide at him.
Now
The game was his. Soon it evaporated to golden dust.
Percy walked upto her. He looked her in the eyes and said.
"I know who you are." He said and she was frightened.
"Your a demigod." She mumbled something that Percy wasn't able to catch. But he did get.
"Thank God's for that."
"Do you know your parents?"
"Nope died when I was young."
"Who told you, that you are one."
"Uncle did" She looked away at this.
"Where is he?" She sniffled.
"What's your name?"
She replied. "Samantha."
"Okay Sam let's get you cleaned up." Said Percy looking at her scratched knees and arms.
Kohinoor~
So I was talking about
I found out I have completed one year on fanfiction. Yay!
I will have to abort mission of completing Normal in 10 days. I am having some personal problems.
So I won't be posting regularly. Oh how I wish I could.
Sorry guys but I will be posting. I do want to finish this by 9th July you know why? Cause it's my birthday!
Loads of thanks to all the followers and favourites
Now to my personal favorite replies to your reviews.
Krystaltheelemental thank you and hope you like this chapter.
SportyNerd24
1 we all know Clarisse can knock people out.
2 Percy cant be knocked down that easily.
3 Percy hadn't slept well. Hadn't eaten anything except one apple and one bite of pancakes.
Plus he hadn't been near water or more appropriately he hadn't allowed it to heal him.
3 Clarisse didn't use full power. She just want to hit him or give him a bruise. For he had given her one.
Point is Percy was tooooo weak to bear any physical mental or psychological damage.
PuddlePirATEpro
I wonder the same.
Thrawn13
Thank you.