"Send me! Send an army! Send a thousand ships! I don't care, just bring her home. I hate being without her."
[ PERCY JACKSON x FEMALE OC ]
[ PERCY JACKSON SERIES ]
cover by @humaneity !
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0007. | DOES A PUPPET EVER KNOW ITS PUPPETEER?
Percy was racing as fast as his feet could move him. Even then, Travis was faster than him. He had longer legs and he was just generally faster than him, but Percy figured it was his fear of dying that was really speeding him alone. They were tearing past each other through the mall towards the Smithsonian. Percy's mind was racing almost as fast as his feet. His heart was straining in his chest, pained from the physical exertion and panic of being caught. He also wanted to kill Luke. After what he had seen in the General's vision, he wanted to tear Luke's head off.
Octavia was in pain. She was chained to a godsdamn rock and being tortured and Luke was allowing it to happen. If Percy wasn't being dragged along by Travis, he would have turned on his heel and tried to corner Luke.
The sight of her black blood spraying across her face had ignited a rage in him that fear couldn't cover. The injustice of it was what scraped his fury. It wasn't fair that someone as strong and brave and loving as Octavia was being tortured. That was the word. Tortured. It wasn't just that she was a prisoner, she was being hurt. At first, Percy had just feared that might happen. Now, he knew it was truth. He had seen her for no longer than two minutes and she had been whipped and torn open. He was enraged and he could feel the physical pain she was going through himself. He felt like he had been hurt just as much as she had, only his skin had not been torn open, nor his shoulders lacerated. He wanted to find Luke and demand her location. He wanted to demand her to be freed. He wanted her back. He wanted to make sure she would never be hurt again.
His focus was torn from hatred and keeping his feet running one in front of the other. Travis wasn't in sight anymore.
Percy groaned and chucked a left to try and find the guy. He found him super easily. Travis had smashed into a group of tourists. Percy rolled his eyes and grabbed him to steady him. Apparently the son of Hermes had terrible coordination.
"Sorry!" Travis gave his most innocent face to the people and he kept running.
Percy shoved him forward back onto track. They couldn't be caught by the monsters before they warned Grover and the girls. They ran inside the Smithsonian and raced to the admissions area. Percy prepared to vault the gate and evade the guards but Travis ran ahead to go first.
He flashed two tickets to the admissions woman. She scanned them, smiled at him and allowed them through.
Percy stared at him. "When did you—?"
They turned back and saw the people Travis had smacked into. They were being detained at the admissions gate, patting their pockets and struggling to find their tickets.
