Everyone seemed to welcome me back once Percy, Annabeth and Grover and I all came back to camp after yet another excrusiating quest.
Now don't get me wrong, I loved hanging around Camp Half-Blood once I found out I was a half-blood. When I was young and naive, not knowing who was really my well I guess you could say "God Parent". But still I wish people would't just come up to me and try to socialize with me so easily! I'm the son of Hades for goodness sake!
Well I suppose me feeling so bashfull i guess you could say beacuse of what happened during our quest. We were doing so well too, all we had to do was "get rid of" a small rebellion group who (gods know why) still supported Kronos. They weren't even that strong and...well I guess I just got to cocky.
When I wasn't looking an empousa came up behind me and sliced a pretty deep cut down my right shoulder to my left hip. By the gods I never knew I could feel such a deep pain. I literaly feel straight forward and would've made out with a pretty dirty floor had Percy not caught me in time.
Now Percy is an AMAZING sword fighter and was able to hold me up and kill the empousa witha straight jab to it's chest and it just disinagrated. Annabeth made sure the others wouldn't think of trying to bring the titan god back and than went over to us.
I was pretty feverish than and my vision was starting to blur, I could feel Percy try to feed me sum ambrosia and nectar while he told Annebeth and Grover to tell Chiron we'd be back in camp once I could stand. I guess she and Grover left beacuse i could feel him turn me on my stomach and use the rest of my torn up shirt as a bandaid to wrap around my back.
I was starting to breath better but I was still a little hazy, but I could feel the ambrosia and nectar working. Giving me my strength back, but I knew I knew I'd have that scar on my back even when I when I'd be all healed.
Through my sweat drenched bangs I could see and feel Percy stroking my cheek and telling me I'd be okay. When I got all my strength back i leaned into his touched and he held me tight. I wanted to break away when I knew how much of a girl I was acting but...he was so warm...I couldn't help my self from saying "Y'know, you can stop trying to protect me...I can take care of myself just fine..."
"Oh...Is that so?" I could literaly see him gently smirking when he replyed.
"I'm the son of Hades...what d'you expect?" Well me saying that in a different sort of situation would've been better.
He just shook his head and put it on top of mine stroking my sweat drenched hair smiling all the while.
Oh so he didnt belive me huh? Before I could stop myself I said (for me personally) the most stupidest thing ever.
"Seriously, I can take anyone!" By the gods why didn't I just shut up? If I could take anyone I wouldn't exactly be in this mess!
Percy burst out laughing and the best comeback I could make was scowl at him my fever making my face red. I soooo did not look threatining. Please note my sarcism if you will.
He settled down to small chuckle when he pulled away and gave my gentle smiling saying "If you're so tough, why don't you even try to break free?"
Well I couldn't exactly say anything to that so I just hid my face in his shirt while he picked me up and we started waking back to camp.
And here we are back at camp me trying not to blush as people kept trying to talk to me wondering why I came back being carried bridle stlye by the one and only Percy Jackson. My response? Blush and run away like hell while Percy laughed and brushed off their questions smiling lightly.