Sad times with percy jackson (and the gang)

You're just getting by

Ong ok so this has been in my drafts for like months and i was going through my stories, I kind of hate it cause im pretty sure i was having some kind of mental breakdown while writing it but whatever.

WEEWOO

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Annabeth, Piper and Leo had gone to scavenge for resources to help repair the engine and some of the controls that had suffered water damage after the fight with Kymopoleia. Meanwhile the rest of the seven had stayed docked on the shore of the island to try map out a way to the ocean again.

Hazel and Jason had gone into the forest to try and find a river nymph that apparently would know some quick routes and hopefully help them out. 

Unfortunately, not 10 minutes after they left, Percy noticed Hazel sprinting across the beach towards the ship. 

Percy glanced towards Frank, who shrugged, looking worried. So like a rational person would, Percy jumped off the boat and ran towards Hazel. 

Hazel caught up to him and grabbed him by the forearms while trying to catch her breath, her face scrunched up in pain. 

'Hey are you alright? And where's Jason?' he asked, concerned and confused.

Hazel panted, 'Jas- he- Eidolons-' and as she said that, Jason came stumbling out of the tree line, the golden glow in his eyes clear even from afar. 

'Shit' Percy muttered, before pulling Hazel towards the ship, 'Frank! It's Jason, he's gold again' 

'What does that- oh! Shit, he's gold again!' Frank's eyes widened in realisation, and he rushed to unfurl the ladder at the side of the ship. 

They reached the base of the ship and Percy helped Hazel up to the ladder. Doing so, he noticed a pretty concerning amount of blood rapidly soaking through her jeans, stemming from a spot right above her right knee. 

'Did he- shit, Frank! Get some ambrosia and nectar, Hazel's hurt!' Percy saw Frank's panicked expression before he disappeared behind the railing to get the first aid kit they kept on deck. 

It was more like a first aid suitcase to be fair. They'd definitely be charged extra to take that on a plane. Or, more likely, they would get immediately arrested for being in possession what looked like drugs but was actually ambrosia.

But that's besides the point.

Hazel climbed high enough that Frank could help her up now that he'd returned. Percy grabbed onto the ladder before turning back just in time to see Jason tug on his leg and make him fall onto the sand. 

Percy immediately rolled away, narrowly avoiding the gladius that instead stabbed into the ground next to him. Woah.

Percy got onto his knees and in a swift motion, uncapped riptide and parrying the blow that aimed straight for his neck. 

'You really gonna kick a man when he's down?' He couldn't help the nervous laugh that escaped him. He was alone on the ground for now, while Frank helped Hazel and the rest of the crew still gone questing. 

'Perseus Jackson...' 

Percy winced as the voice that was very obviously not Jason's, used his body as a puppet. 

'The charmspeaker isn't here to help you now, is she?' A grating laugh escaped Jason's lips. 

'Jason? Can you still hear me? I need you to try fight this my guy' 

But Jason, or rather, the demon possessing him, just stepped closer. Instinctively, Percy stepped back.

'I've heard rumours, you know? The sky brat and the sea brat have been mingling. This must pain you, no?' An uncharacteristically sinister smile  appeared on Jason's face, 'Having to fight your loved one?'