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Percy's POV
"I got Nobody!" Polyphemus gloated.
We crept to the cave entrance and saw the Cyclops, grinning wickedly, holding up empty air. The monster shook his fist, and a baseball cap fluttered to the ground. There was Annabeth, hanging upside down by her legs.
"Hah!" the Cyclops said. "Nasty invisible girl! Already got a feisty one for wife. Means you gotta be grilled with mango chutney!"
Annabeth struggled, but she looked dazed. She had a nasty cut on her forehead. Her eyes were glassy.
(Y/N) cursed. He grabbed his sword hilt but didn't move. He looked at the rest of us.
"No, (Y/N). You're still injured. I'll rush him," I whispered. "Our ship is around the back of the island, Clarisse. You, (Y/N), and Grover—"
"No way," all three said at the same time. Clarisse had armed herself with a highly collectible rams-horn spear from the Cyclops's cave. Grover had found a sheep's thigh bone, which he didn't look too happy about, but he was gripping it like a club, ready to attack.
"We'll take him together," Clarisse growled.
"Yeah," Grover said. Then he blinked, like he couldn't believe he'd just agreed with Clarisse about something.
"All right," I conceded. "But, (Y/N), stay next to me. The rest of you, attack plan Macedonia."
Clarisse and Grover nodded. (Y/N) didn't look too happy, but didn't argue. We'd all taken the same training courses at Camp Half-Blood. They knew what I was talking about. They would sneak around either side and attack the Cyclops from the flanks while I (and (Y/N)) held his attention in the front. Probably what this meant was we'd all die instead of just me, but I was grateful for the help.
I hefted my sword and shouted, "Hey, Ugly!"
The giant whirled toward me. "More? Who are you?"
"Put down my friend. I'm the one who insulted you."
"You are Nobody?"
"That's right, you smelly bucket of nose drool!" It didn't sound quite as good as Annabeth's insults, but it was all I could think of. "I'm Nobody and I'm proud of it! Now, put her down and get over here. I want to stab your eye out again."
"RAAAR!" he bellowed.
The good news: he dropped Annabeth. The bad news: he dropped her headfirst onto the rocks, where she lay motionless as a rag doll.
The other bad news: Polyphemus barreled towards me and (Y/N), a thousand smelly pounds of Cyclops that we would have to fight with very small swords.
"For Pan!" Grover rushed in from the right. He threw his sheep bone, which bounced harmlessly off the monster's forehead. Clarisse ran in from the left and set her spear against the ground just in time for the Cyclops to step on it. He wailed in pain, and Clarisse dove out of the way to avoid getting trampled. But the Cyclops just plucked out the shaft like a large splinter and kept advancing on me and (Y/N).
I moved in with Riptide. That's when I noticed that (Y/N) wasn't next to me.
I was totally confused that I nearly got smushed into the ground by the monster. Luckily, I rolled aside just in time to avoid his arm, and stabbed him in the thigh.
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Percy Jackson and the Olympians (Male Reader Insert)
Fanfiction(Y/N) (L/N) has been at Camp Half-Blood all of his life and yet he still has no idea who his godly parent is. However, when a boy appears at camp, (Y/N)'s world is turned upside down. The boy is special and is part of a big prophecy involving the fa...
