Percy Jackson x Creepypasta

Chapter 1/Savior

Percy's P.O.V.

I ran as fast as I could from my apartment and hid in an alley. I tried my best to apply pressure to the stab wound I got from Smelly Gabe. My vision became blurry as I pulled out the shard of glass he had used. A piece of a beer bottle. I had to bite my lip so I wouldn't scream in pain.

After what felt like an hour, I heard a gasp and quick footsteps getting closer. My vision could only make out two black eyes.

"What happened?" A frantic girl's voice questioned.

I tried to speak but it only caused me to cough and feel blood run down my chin. I then tried again, "M-my step-stepdad."

I don't know why I told a complete stranger the truth, but I just knew she'd find out one way or another. She seemed to nod and moved my hands, shirt, and hoodie to see the wound. I winced but let her as she seemed to pull something out of her pocket. I then felt something cold touch my skin as my hoodie and shirt were cut off. She moved them off me and put the thing away as she pulled something smaller out.

"This will hurt like hell, but it'll help. You'll need to lay down."

Before I could say anything, she had moved me to the ground and laid me down. She fiddled with the object which I could now see as a needle and thread. She then turned back to me as my hands and feet were bound. Something then covered my mouth as a sharp pain shot through my side. I tried to get away as the pain worsened. My eyes filled with tears as she quietly talked to me.

"I'm sorry, but this should help until you get proper medical attention. It'd be better if I had proper bandages instead of you shirt and hoodie. I know you don't like the bonds, but I didn't want you to move and I accidently puncture something important. The gag is so you don't scream. The cops aren't exactly fond of me. I swear as soon as I'm done, I'll let you go. Alright?"

I don't know how, but her voice soothed me. She then took the object out from earlier that I know recognized as a knife. I began to struggle until she ran her fingers through my hair. She then cut a piece of thread and put it away along with the thread and needle. The bonds fell away as the girl got closer.

I now saw she was wearing a white mask with thin red "X"s on the top and bottom of her eyes like they were sewn open. She had more on the black lips keeping it closed. She had long bronze looking hair pulled into twin braids and a faded teal hoodie. She seemed to be wearing a black skirt with matching knee high socks with work boots. I then noticed the blood. It covered her clothes and hands, but I had a feeling not all of it was mine. She then moved her mask up to reveal pale freckled skin and a pair of pink lips. She gently bent down and kissed my forehead.

"It'll be alright. I'll make him go away and you'll never have to see him again."

"W-what?" I asked as she readjusted her mask.

"Nothing to worry about. What's your name? I want to be able to check on you."

"P-Percy J-Jackson," I replied and tried to sit up.

"Stay. I'll get you help, Percy," then she vanished in the shadows. Shadow Travel.

A few minutes later, an ambulance came and took me to the hospital. I passed out thinking of that girl.