Confidence & Pride// [Percy Jackson OC]// Book 5

{Chapter Sixteen}

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"In this world/ It's just us
You know it's not the same as it was"
- As It Was (Harry Styles)
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THE NICEST HOTEL ARYA HAS EVER STAYED IN

THE TWO INJURED Hephestus cabin members were going to be fine. The one needed to rest and would hopefully be back to normal as soon as he woke up. The one with a cut on her wrists needed to replace his bandages every hour and once it stopped bleeding she could go back to fighting because it wasn't her dominate arm.

Arya told her she didn't have to keep fighting, but she was insistent.

Jake was caring for the boy, and Arya was carrying the girl as they walked back through the streets of Manhattan. Mostly just wondering around not knowing where to go. They were getting close to the Empire State Building when they ran into two other groups. The Aphrodite kids and the Hermes kids, and everyone looked to Arya to see where they should go to recoup.

"Any Ideas?" She asked the crowd

"The plaza hotel isn't that far from here." Selina suggested.

"To the plaza hotel then!" Arya called, and she and Selina lead the way.

They hit the hotel as the sun was starting to peak over the horizon. Once they were inside, Arya commanded that they take up residence on the top few floors so that they would be able to see everything. She hit her gauntlets and flipped her arms, and everyone watched as the armor retracted itself back into her gauntlets.

"Alright! Anyone injured gets couches, chairs and cots! If your injury is minor find what you can to patch yourself up! Nothing is off limits, we don't know when we'll be fighting next so I would take the opportunity to wash up, rest, and eat. If you were appointed the temporary healer for your cabin and are able, come over my way we'll start healing until the Apollo campers get here! Selina, make phone calls to anyone not here, make sure they know where we are! Jake, start getting reports, figure out what you can from everyone! But guys..." She paused and looked around at all the worn out beaten up faces. "We made it through the first wave! We held New York."

It was meat with a collective cheer from everyone before they all split off.

Arya was giving orders to the healers she had available, each one working on a different kid, they were slower than the Apollo kids would be, but they would have to make due. She was working for a matter of minutes when she heard the gasps for a group of demigods by the window.

"Um Arya!" One of the Aphrodite boys called. "Come quick! Bring a medical bag!"

Arya cussed and stood up, grabbing one of the bags that were by her feet, she prayed that the substitute healers knew enough, and ran over to the terrace where her face went pale. Annabeth was laying on her back on a lounge chair with a stab wound coming out of her.

"Selina! Call Percy!"

Then she ran outside.

Arya did what she could, gave her nectar and ambrosia, bandaged up the wound, but she wasn't an Apollo kid, which meant there was no magic to her healing. This meant if Percy didn't get back here quick enough with an Apollo healer, Annabeth wouldn't make it.

"I'm sorry I'm trying my hardest." She apologized to the girl, holding her hands and putting a wet washcloth onto her head. Arya was shaking with fear. She couldn't bare to loose Annabeth.