Of New Life

Chapter 21

Shorter, I know. I had writer's block at the end of it, so sorry. But here ya go.

Nope.

Annabeth's POV:

The man ran his hands across the rest of her body. He stopped at her breasts. He felt around them a little more before stopping, moving his hand back to her leg. Annabeth couldn't find the ability to move. She just stood there in shock.

"Perfect, now come with me," he ordered.

He didn't get very far.

Poseidon was walking with Percy, and they were the first to find her. The man still had his hand around her neck and his hand on her thigh. Poseidon ripped the son of Mars off of her, while Percy punched him across the face. Annabeth stayed backed away on the wall, trying to keep her distance.

"What the hell you doing with your hands on my wife?" Percy urged.

"It's not what it looks like, she consented-"

He didn't get to finish because Percy had punched the life out of him. He didn't stop. Percy had him pinned on the ground and racked the man until his face was bloody and bruised. Poseidon also aided that. 

She hated that side of Percy; the side that could uncontrollably deck someone or something without hesitation. But she couldn't move, or find her voice, to tell him to stop.

Poseidon called for Mars to get his son, or something else. Annabeth's ears were still ringing from the shock of it and she couldn't really hear. Percy, who had finally pulled away, came up to her and gently lifted her up and backed her away from the man. He hugged her tight.

Annabeth just put her weight on him until she could stand again. Percy pulled away slightly, examining her. She didn't feel horrible, except for her neck and her dignity. He softly brushed his hands against her neck.

"You might have a bruise from it, but it looks fine otherwise. Where else did he touch you?" he chided.

Annabeth couldn't form the words again. Her mouth hung open slightly as she tried to regain her voice. She stuttered, "Um, he..."

"Hey it's okay, take your time. You're okay," Percy soothed.

"He put his hand up my dress-"

"He didn't rape you, did he?" Percy asked urgently.

She sniffled, "No, but he put his hands up under my dress to my waist and grabbed my neck. He also um... he... he grabbed my breasts."

Anger flashed across Percy's eyes for a moment. He took a deep breath and pulled her back into another hug. He ran his hands along her hair and rubbed soft circles on her back. "Okay, thank you for telling me, I know it's not the easiest."

Annabeth knew what he was referring to.

"Percy, I- I didn't give him consent... please- I'm not cheating on you," she choked.

Percy kissed her forehead. "No, no, it's okay. I know you aren't and I know you didn't. I'm just glad he didn't get that far..."

Athena and Mars walked over at that moment. 

"What happened here?" Mars asked Poseidon. 

"Maybe you could tell your son to keep his hands off my daughter-in-law," Poseidon jabbed. 

Mars gabbed his son by the neck and held him up. "You got anything to say for yourself boy?" 

The man scoffed, "Only that that bitch was asking for it."