𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 ༄ ᴘercy ᴊᴀᴄᴋꜱᴏɴ

heracles manages to spoil my day

As soon as they leave the compartment, I shoot to my feet, in such a rush I bang my head on the table in the process.

I don't dwell on it, too caught up by the pure panic I feel within. The man's final words rang through my mind continuously, as I realised just how dire this situation could be.

I needed to get to Percy first, to warn him and help him before they did.

I didn't care who they were. All I cared about was the fact Percy was in danger. He was in danger, and I needed to help him. If he died on my quest, I'd never be able to forgive myself. And despite his attitude, I really did care about him. I had to save him now, before it was too late.

I stumble after the two strangers, fear fogging my mind as I blindly follow. I open the edge of the compartment, standing in the gangway between the two compartments. Then I freeze, the logistics of the situation coming to me.

Was I stupid?

Was I really about to follow after the two monstera capable of killing me? How was I supposed to reach Percy first if I had to pass them to do so? It wasn't like I could reach Annabeth and Kai first either to warn them.

I look around the small room desperately, for some inspiration or idea of what I could do.

My eyes catch on the doors of the train, the view of mountains outside a blur. There was an emergency open sign on the door - I'd be able to get out easily.

No way.

There was absolutely no way I was about to climb on top of a moving train. This was crazy. Stupid. So, so reckless.

As if on autopilot, I wander to the door, pressing the latch as the door springs open. Immediately I'm hit with a blast of wind, so strong I have to take a step back.

My hair flies in a whirlpool around my face, flicking into my mouth and eyes. Using Kalon, I pin my hair up, and secure the strands off my face.

Okay. So we're doing this. Like, we're actually doing this.

I poke my head out the open door tentatively, and the wind pushes me back with such force I want to scream. I risk a look down. It's a pretty high fall, and at this speed too? A fall from here, I'd never survive.

I slowly move my body out the gangway, my hands gripping the rails on the outside so tightly, my knuckles are turning white with force. I press my body against the train flattening myself against it.

The wind is fully attacking me now, the harshness pushing me back and the coldness seeping into my jacket, despite the fact it's zipped.

"Persephone. Hades. Demeter. Apollo. Artemis. Aphrodite. Ares. Poseidon. Athena." I chant continuously, as I slowly step up the ladder to the top of the train. "Please, please, please, please, please please please, please, please, Persephone, Hades, demeter, apollo. aphrodite, Artemis, Poseidon, Ares, Athena, Hera, Dionysus, Hephaestus, Hermes, oh my gods, don't let me die right now."

My words come so quickly, the names merge together and come out in huffs. I pull myself up each rail, until I've finally reached the top. I flatten myself onto the roof of the train with the gracefulness of a giant panda.

"Oh fuck." I cry into the air, my knuckles white with how tightly I'm gripping the railing. I press my ring twice, and two of my long daggers appeared in both hands.

I tentatively let go of the rail with one hand, slamming the dagger into the train with enough force it pierces the metal. I lean my weight on it for a moment, checking the sturdiness of the knives as climbing tools, before I let go of the railing completely, slamming the other knife into the train.