Percy Jackson Goes to UA||Percy Jackson and MHA crossover

Chapter Three

A/N: HEY YALL💥
In honor of it being the last day before spring break, I did an extra long chapter, and I'm hopefully planning on getting another one out later today🤺
Enjoy✨
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Percy really regretted not taking those Japanese lessons from Leo so they could watch anime together.

Maybe if he had taken those lessons, he wouldn't have been super confused, with little to no information about a world where everyone's hair is weird, yet kinda cool, and random women can spew mist that makes you pass out.

He tried not to think about how the situation might've went if he kept his composure.

He was scared to admit that the elevator beep had shaken him.
In fact, he was scared to think about it at all.

Back at camp, after the war with Gaea, he felt fragile.
He would jump at every sound, flinch at every touch, and almost attack bunnies who he had mistaken for Hydras.

He tried not to show it, and it worked after a while.

He's become more used to hiding it, and he never thinks about it to much or he goes back to that place in his mind where he would rather not go.

But demigod dreams-well, they're kinda unavoidable.

So falling into a forceful sleep, is a MAJOR nightmare trigger.

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"PERCY!"
"Annabeth?"
Percy looked around, and felt himself pale.

"No, no, please," he said, his heartbeat growing rapid, "Not here-not now-"

His surroundings were the one place he never dared think about-or say.

Tartarus.

"Percy!" He heard Annabeth cry, "How could you leave me Percy?"

"It's not real," he told himself, "Its just a dream,  just a dream."

But his words gave him no comfort, the heat and humidity of his surroundings feeling more real by the second.

"Oh, I'm very real, Percy." She materialized in front of him, two hell hounds behind her. "It's all your fault."

"Annabeth's in San Francisco, your not real." He tried to remain confident but his voice grew shaky.

"I loved you."

The hell hounds hovered over her neck like it was a peice of meat, and she stared blankly.

"It's your fault, you can't save me. You can't save everybody."

"Wait!"

And they bit down.

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"NO!" The boy gasped, sitting up, his hair glued to his forehead with sweat.

Shota Aizawa's head shot up, eager to finally get some answers now that he had awaken.

He looked at the boy for a split second, and he could see pure fear and panic in his eyes before the boy quickly straightened up.

"Sorry-bad dream." The boy grinned,

"Yeah, I can see that."

A smile passed over his face before a look of shock,

"Hey-I can understand you now!"

Aizawa sighed,

"Yep, we had a translator quirk help us out a little."
(A/N: shut up those exist now🧍‍♀️)