Percy Jackson and the Olympians (Male Reader Insert)

We Practice Lion Taming

Character Information:
(Y/N): Your Name
(L/N): Last Name
(H/C): Hair Color
(E/C): Eye Color
(H/L): Hair Length
(S/C): Skin Color
(F/C): Favorite Color
(F/F): Favorite Food
(F/D): Favorite Drink

Percy's POV

(Y/N) and I tore across the Mall, not daring to look behind us. We burst into the Air and Space Museum and I took off my invisibility cap once we were through the admissions area. (Y/N) dispelled his mist too.

The main part of the museum was one huge room with rockets and airplanes hanging from the ceiling. Three levels of balconies curved around, so you could look at the exhibits from all different heights. The place wasn't crowded, just a few families and a couple of tour groups of kids, probably doing one of those holiday school trips. I wanted to yell at them all to leave, but I figured that would only get me arrested. We had to find Thalia and Grover and the Hunters. Any minute, those skeleton dudes were going to invade the museum, and I didn't think they would settle for an audio tour.

"Percy, was it your shirt those skeletons got?" (Y/N) asked me, concerned.

I nodded and motioned to a chunk of my sleeve that was missing. "Yeah."

That's when I realized we were still holding hands. My face turned red and I let go of (Y/N)'s hand quickly. Hopefully no one had seen that.

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. "We should find Thalia and the others."

I ran into Thalia—literally. (Y/N) and I were barreling up the ramp to the top-floor balcony, and I slammed into her, knocking her into an Apollo space capsule.

Grover yelped in surprise.

Before I could regain my balance, Zoë and Bianca had arrows notched, aimed at my chest. Their bows had just appeared out of nowhere.

"Whoa! Whoa!" (Y/N) said. "We come in peace!"

A look of anger appeared on Zoë's face when she realized who we were. She didn't lower her bow. "You two! How dare you show thy faces here?"

"Percy! (Y/N)!" Grover said. "Thank goodness."

Zoë glared at him, and he blushed. "I mean, um, gosh. You're not supposed to be here!"

"Weren't you on a trip or something?" Bianca asked (Y/N), confused.

"Luke," I said, trying to catch my breath. We didn't have to to play catchup. "He's here."

The anger in Thalia's eyes immediately melted. She put her hand on her silver bracelet. "Where?"

(Y/N) and I told them about the Natural History Museum, Dr. Thorn, Luke, Mnemosyne, and the General.

"The General is here?" Zoë looked stunned. "That is impossible! You lie."

"Why would we lie?" (Y/N) demanded, annoyed. "Look, there's no time. Skeleton warriors—"

"What?" Thalia said. "How many?"

"Twelve," I said. "And that's not all. That guy, the General, he said he was sending something. A 'playmate,' to distract you over here. A monster."

Thalia and Grover exchanged looks.

"We were following Artemis's trail," Grover stated. "I was pretty sure it led here. Some powerful monster scent... She must've stopped here looking for the mystery monster. But we haven't found anything yet."

"Zoë," Bianca said nervously, "if it is the General—"

"It cannot be!" Zoë snapped. "These two must have seen an Iris-message or some other illusion."