Fictional Ppl x reader

A Day Worse Than Monsters (PercyJacksonxreader)

You breath heavily with your back against the rough abalone wall of the Poseidon cabin. You look over at Percy, the son of Poseidon and cabin counselor, leaning against the closed door of the cabin. Your eyes meet and you see fear in his and know that there is some in yours.

"Do you think its over yet?", you ask is a whisper, afraid of them hearing you from outside. Percy shakes his head.

"Nope",he says sounding just as exhausted as you are. You sigh and close your eyes, letting the soft sea breeze brush against your skin, calming you a bit. Opening your eyes again, you see him with a little cheeky smirk on his face. You raise your eyebrows, "What is it, Jackson?" You always call him by his last name. He hates it which only makes you love it more.

He chuckles slightly and shakes his head, "Nothing. It's just-" He chuckles again, "A daughter of Ares afraid?" You glare at him and straighten up, "Look, Jackson , I could simply throw you out of here and let them eat you alive"

Percy's smile falters for a second, but fully returns, "Yeah, but this is my cabin so I have the right to throw you out, not the other way around"

You growl slightly, "Touche, Jackson... Touche..."

Suddenly, you hear pounding on the door, making you jump with a gasp. With frightened eyes, you look back at Percy and he puts his finger to his lips singling for you to be quiet. Usually you would beat in someone's face for telling you what to do, but right now, you just care about getting through today alive.

The pounding stops just as suddenly as it started. You and Percy share a glance and know what each other is thinking.

Open the door.

Ever so slowly, he wraps his hand around the handle and twists it to open it, only just a crack. Appearing out of no where and catching both of you off guard is-

——————2 hours earlier—————

"(Y/N)! Wake up!", yells your cabin mate and counselor, Clarisse La Rue as rock music blasts in the cabin. As sunlight filters through the crude windows of the Ares cabin, you groan and sit up in your bed.

" 'Bout time, (Y/N). I thought I was going to have to use Maimer to wake you up", she says with a evil little smile. You return it, "If you did, Clarisse, I can always see how'd you like another toilet bath"

She growls at being reminded about her defeat when she tried getting revenge from Percy Jackson of cabin three. You laugh and soon she does too. The other Ares children give you both a weird look for a second before going back to getting ready for the day.

You and Clarisse are an odd pair. You're the only one who can bring out a playful, big sister side of her and she's really your only friend. You two pick on each other, but would give each other's life for the other's like typical siblings which is basically what you are. Sisters. Well, half-sisters on your godly dad's side. Close enough.

"Keep that in mind when we pick teams for the next camp game. I'll make sure you are on Percy's team"