Percy pov.:
I won't lie to you.
I have no Idea where I am. I just know that I started sprinting and when I finally looked up I was in the streets of Gotham with a giant gash that was currently bleeding on my arms.
Great.
I walked around in hopes that maybe I might recognize something from when I was driven to the manor. Though of course with the fates against me, I got no such luck.
I wandered around a bit, my shirt was now ripped from the mid drift down and was currently being used as gauze for my cuts so I didn't bleed out in the middle of the street. Now I couldn't be sure how long or far I walked but eventually I reached a large park. I decided a break couldn't hurt so I walked over and sat at one of the benches.
Gods dam it all. I was stuck. Alone. In the middle of one of the most crime ridden cities, with no way home. I leaned my head back against the bench trying to think of any plan, anything that could possibly help me. Though nothing came to mind. The only thing that I seemed to be able to think about was the overwhelming feeling of loneliness.
I was alone. No Bruce, no stupid boys who couldn't give a crap about me, no Alfred who seemed to be the only one who cared. No seven, no mom, no stepdad. No Annabeth.
I started to tear up knowing I was alone. No one cared about me, and the people who truly did I left behind back at camp half blood. That one thought seemed to spring more bad memories and I could feel the tears pouring down my face but at this point I didn't really care.
"Excuse me, hot stuff, is everything okay?" I looked up at the unfamiliar face. He seemed worried about me despite the flirting mere seconds before.
I quickly nodded, wiping my face to get rid of the tears.
The guy in front of me seemed to be around Dick's age, he had emerald eyes and orange hair. His face developed a smile before he said, "Want any help?"
I decided to put my pride away just this once. This one time I'll allow myself weakness because I had no better ideas.
"Actually, that would be nice, thanks" I sniffled and wiped my face once more before standing up to face the guy.
"Now how can I help a fair maiden like you?" He gave me a genuine smile and I couldn't help but give him a small smile back.
He was so much like Leo.
Maybe...
"I don't actually know where I am" I let out a half hearted chuckle. " I-I... Just something happened at home and I ran and... ugh I'm so stupid." I scratch the back of my neck.
"Well how about we walk around for a bit? Maybe clear your head, then if you notice anything familiar we can get you home." He once again gave me a reassuring smile.
"That...That would be great, thank you so much." I could feel my mouth convert to a smile, a feeling I haven't felt in a long time arriving. Relief. It washed over me and I couldn't help but accept it.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Wally West! Nice to meet you..." He dragged out the word waiting for my name.
"Percy, Percy Jackson" I smiled as we started walking.
---------Time skip--------
This Wally guy was so much like Leo it was scary, I won't even lie. I couldn't help but feel like I'd known him for a while.
The guy was currently talking about his job as a mechanic for the police department, and honestly I couldn't help but be interested in every word. Earlier in the conversation I had told him about what had happened at the manor, of course switching out names and such because I still have to respect their privacy.
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