Reborn in The Lightning Thief

Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, I Guess

Harley's POV

When I woke up, the first thing I saw was an unfamiliar cream-colored ceiling. I blinked and sat up, and an aching pain registered in my gut. "Ow..." I rested a hand on my chest, grimacing.

"Finally awake, are we, Mr. Allen?" a voice I recognized asked. I saw Mr. Brunner- no, Chiron, standing near the door. "Where am I?" I asked, seeing a tall glass of what looked like iced apple juice on the stand next to me. That must be nectar. "Camp Half-Blood." He stepped forwards, looking concerned. "How are you feeling? You've been out cold for three days."

"Three days?! What about Percy and Grover? And the-" I hesitated. "-the monster?"
"It's gone. And they are both fine as well, thank the gods. Percy woke up just a couple hours ago, actually. They've been waiting for you to wake up."

I let out a small relieved sigh, barely registering that Chiron was in his centaur form. But for the sake of the facade, I raised an eyebrow at his appearance. "So... you're not human either? Like Grover?" I asked, glancing at his lower horse-like half. "You're not surprised?" It didn't really sound like a question. "We went over the whole Greek-mythology-is-real thing in the car. It's hard not to believe when you see it with your own eyes. And when it slams you into a tree."
"Ah... I see." He didn't really seem to buy it.

I glanced around the room I was in- it looked like some sort of guest room. I was sitting in a clean white bed. It must've been around midday because the window to my left was streaming warm sunlight into the room.

Suddenly, the door opened, and three people walked in. "-much more severely, which is clearly why-" The blonde stopped talking when they noticed my presence. She had curly blonde hair and striking gray eyes. You could practically tell she was smart just by looking at her. And she almost looked familiar, despite me never having met her before.

...Annabeth?

"Harley!" Percy nearly tackled me into a hug, and Grover rushed to my side. "Percy- my lungs. I can't breathe," I managed, and he quickly let go. "Sorry- sorry! But you're finally awake! You have no idea how much you missed-"

Grover suddenly dipped his head. "I'm so sorry, Harley! Because of me, you and Percy were hurt, and..." He sniffed, deciding not to continue. I already knew he was going to mention Sally. "It's not your fault. You had good intentions, and we're still alive. We weren't even hurt that badly." Percy nodded in agreement. Okay, that was a half-lie. I definitely broke a few ribs.

"But..."
"Grover, he's right. Don't dwell on the past. It won't fix anything. Focus on the present," Chiron advised. He looked guilty, but the satyr nodded and kept his head down. "Harley, right? I'm Annabeth. Annabeth Chase. Percy over here talked about you quite a lot," the blonde spoke up.

Wow. Annabeth Chase, in the flesh. This just made the fact that I'm stuck in this world ten times more real. But... at least I'm stuck with characters I admire. Not that they're even fictional anymore... This is all real. Very very real. That was made clear multiple times.

I smirked. "Looks like I have a fan."
"It's not like that, idiot! I was just worried because my friend was out cold!" he exclaimed, slapping my arm playfully. "Sure," I said, laughing.

"Besides that, try drinking the iced nectar over there. It's got great healing properties," Annabeth said, nodding towards the side table. I paused before wrapping my hands around the cool glass. I won't... combust, right?

Nervously, I sipped the drink as the four of them watched me carefully. "What is this, America's Got Talent?" I joked, putting the drink back. A warm surge of energy emerged from my chest. It felt like I was being wrapped in gentle light. "What did it taste like?" Percy asked. I blinked. "Um... good?"
"Just good? Not like... delicious cookies, fresh from the oven?" he asked. "It's different for everyone, dummy," Annabeth said.