Imagine the seven just hanging around casually. Percy decides to be all funny and imitate Piper singing but the rest of them just stare at Percy because he has a really good voice, being related to the Sirens.
After that day Annabeth makes Percy sing to her if she can’t sleep.
Percy was trying to defend himself against a drakon. He was trying hard not to look at it in the eyes as he fought. Annabeth was defending his back. There was no one he rather have defending his back than his best friend.
“Percy, left side.” Annabeth warned.
“Kind of busy.” Percy grunted as he tried to stab the drakon.
Annabeth turned and took out the monster. She looked at Percy as he spared. Gathering what energy she had left, she turned to fight with him.
As they fought, it was getting harder and harder to fight back. She turned and saw Percy unguarded and trying to catch his breath when the drakon spit venom.
“Percy!” She tried to warn before the venom hit his sword arm.
He pulled his arm back and screamed. It was the most intense pain Percy has felt in his life. His arm was burning ad at the same time it felt like his life was getting sucked out of that one spot.
His vision was getting fuzzy as he fell to the ground. The world felt like it was spinning and his arm was on fire.
There was no way to tell how Annabeth was doing. He tried to get up but every cell was on fire. Percy felt useless. How could he protect Annabeth if he was laying on the floor in pain?
He let out a painful scream as he felt pressure on his arm.
“It’s okay.” It sounded like Annabeth’s voice but it seemed like she was on the other side of Manhattan trying to yell for him. “You’re going to be okay.”
Annabeth went through her backpack. She pulled out her emergency ambrosia and nectar. Taking a deep breath, she tried to control herself. There was no time to panic or cry. Percy was going to be fine.
She gently dropped some nectar on the burned spot. Percy screamed and went still. Now was the time to panic. She checked for breathing and a pulse; bother were really weak but present.
“Percy, you’re okay.” Annabeth whispered. She looked at his wound and saw it was slowly healing. “You’re okay.”
Tears started to slowly fall as relief started to wash over her. Percy was okay, she put nectar on the venom right away, probably saving his life. That was good. Everything was going to be alright.
First of all, thank you so much for participating! All of you are amazing, and you guys have no idea how hard it was for me to choose winners and runner ups, omg. I tried not to repeat any winners, ‘cause I wanted everyone to have the spotlight. I want you all to keep in mind that there were SO MANY awesome blogs running and just because they didn’t win, doesn’t mean they are less awesome, I swear, I loved them all ❤
My brother just reminded me that Nico di Angelo can control dead, so I just imagined Nico getting mad at Magnus and making him do dumb shit. Like Percy and Annabeth walk in to find Magnus doing the macerana and looking uncomfortable and Nico’s sitting on a couch across from him and he’s just like ‘he was warned’