Percy’s eyes snapped open at the noise. He slowly looked around to see he was in Stefan’s room with Stefan in his arms. He sighed and closed his eyes again.
“Perseus.”
Percy’s eyes snapped open again and he looked around the room again. No one was in her but him and Stefan. He blinked a couple times before slowly moving out from Stefan.
He walked out of the room silently and headed down the stairs. When rubbing his eyelids he gasped in shock when someone appeared in front of him.
The person was in the shadows but from what he could tell it was a woman. He frowned and squinted. He rubbed his eyes again and the woman was gone.
He started to get this weird feeling in his gut. He walked down the hall and to the kitchen. He looked at the stove to see it say it was midnight.
He sighed and grabbed a blood bag out of the fridge. He looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw someone walking by. He frowned once again.
He put the blood bag on the counter and took a small step towards the person. He didn’t understand what was happening, but he was now on alert.
“Hey–” before he could finish his sentence the person vanished again.
He looked at the spot where the person was flabbergasted. Who was it and how? Those were the questions running in his mind.
“Stefan?” he called out when he heard the floorboard creak.
He sped up the stairs and to his mates room to Stefan still sleeping. He frowned and then sped down to the living room. He heard a creak.
He looked around and did a circle to see if he could see anyone. He couldn’t. It was dark but he could still see enough.
“Who is there?” he called out again.
“It’s time. To the end of all Mikaelson,” the voice in his head spoke before the whole living room burst into flames.
Percy let out a loud scream as the flames engulfed him and his body.
☾𖤓―𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰―𖤓☽
“PERCY!” Stefan yelled and shook his mate awake.
The whole house was shaking while Percy was screaming in his sleep. Then he took a large gasp and sat up immediately. He brought a hand to his chest trying to catch his breath.
