She was running.
She hadn't ran in a long, long, time, and her legs ached.
A malicious laugh echoed behind her, and Percy quickened her pace, fear coursing through her veins.
She knew he would catch her eventually, but that didn't stop her from trying.
She ran, dodging trees and their branches, trying to survive.
Percy felt herself crash against an invisible force. It knocked her down, making her body colapse against the floor, her back making a sickening crack.
She raised as quickly as posible, but it was too late. A shadowy figure loomed over her.
Percy turned, just to see the man of her nightmares smirking down at her, whip raised.
He swung his weapon and-
Percy's eyes flew open, and she quickly put a hand against her mouth to drown out the scream that tore her throat.
An old lady sitting near her threw her a concerned look. "Are you okay, sweetie?" She said in a grandmotherly voice.
The daughter of Poseidon sent her the best smile she could manage. "Everything all right, Miss. Just a bad dream." Percy answered.
The woman still looked worried, but seemed to sense that the demigod didn't want to talk about it and nodded. "If you need anything just tell me." She said before turning.
Percy smiled softly, now for real. It was good to know that people like that still existed.
She then frowned, remembering her dream. She hadn't had a dream like that since she had accepted The Siren's blessing.
What did it mean?
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She walked out of the plane, her sister clutching her hand like a life line.
They were in London, and she was completely lost.
Taking a deep breath, Percy did a mental checklist of what she needed.
First, an apartment.
Second, furniture.
Third, food.
Forth, clothes.
Fith, a school for Estelle.
Sixth, a place to work.
Okay, she could do this. It wouldn't be easy, but she could. Plus, the international infinite credit card Hermes gave her would certainly help.
Long Island Sound, hidden warehouse:
"Everything is going on perfecly. Don't worry my lord, soon, you will rise."
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The Siren's Call
FanfictionPerseus Andromeda Jackson. That was her name. The name of the heroine that was forgotten, betrayed and abandoned by the people she loved. She runs away, away from her so-called friends, from the murder of her family, from everything. She walkes with...
