Percy In Middle Earth ✔

The Hairbrush

I guess I'm doing these little one shot thingies when I'm bored. I recently got into the hobbit. Actually I've read it awhile ago, but now I started fangirling. Don't ask me where I get these ideas. They just poof in my head. I enjoy doing crossovers with Fem Percy. It's a weird obsession, but I think all fangirl are weird in their own way. Here we go.

It's been thirteen years since the second war. The eighth of December. Anthony had died along with so many others, but still they moved on. Sally and Paul died in a car crash. The Romans and the Greeks now were United into one camp. Most of the minor gods (Romans and Greeks alike) had a cabin. You see the camp was a mix of both the Roman and Greek's traditions. Gods visited whenever they wanted now. It was quite common to see a random god walking around. It was a peaceful time. Well as peaceful as demigod life can get. There was still monster attacks and whatnot.

Perceia however never quite recovered. She long lost her witty and easygoing self. That much was clear. Her once lively sea green eyes were now dull, almost dead looking. There was now dark rims under them showing lack of sleep. Her raven black hair had more gray streaks to it than before. Her skin once tan was now paler than anything. Time could never heal the mental wounds that she now had. The more time that passed the worse she seemed to get.

Percy tried. She tried really hard to at least act like she was herself, but she fooled no one. Percy was a camp leader so naturally she had to teach and interact with the younger demigods. She now had two younger siblings to look after. They were identical twins. One was Aidan and the other was Jace. They were eight years old. Though no one could tell them apart, so they have a name sticker on they're shirts. The boys loved to prank people with it by switching the stickers. They're mom was a drug addict. Thankfully Poseidon informed the camp before any real harm could come to them.

Percy has grown to adore the little ones. She was very protective over them. More so than a regular older sister would. She feared that they would pass on like her other friends. Leaving her truly alone.

Today she was teaching the sword fighting lesson until she had to go through work at one. She worked as a police officer because that was the only job that she didn't get bored of and the one thing she's good at.

"Keep your legs moving boys!" Percy called to some Hermes kids. "You're at disadvantage while standing still."

Percy looked at the clock. 'Crap, I'm going to be late!'

Perseia raced to her car parked outside. The car wasn't anything fancy, but Percy still loved it. It was just a simple blue car. Percy didn't bother with the brand of the car (she didn't get why people were so enthusiastic about fancy cars with lots of milage).

Anyway she made it to her job just in time! Percy breathed out a sigh of relief.

"You're lucky that you made it on time," said a gruff voice behind her. It was only Trent. He was one of the many people that she had to interact with. Percy just stared at him with her dead eyes. The unnatural sea green color only adding to the chilling effect. Trent flinched under her stare.

You see that's why Percy didn't make any new friends. Ever since the Giant war. Percy's whole personality seemed to change. Before the Giant war Percy was an approachable person. She just had an outgoing personality that everyone one liked (with a few exceptions). Back then she was witty, sarcastic, kind, and friendly., but now that is not the case.

The only time she's like that is with the twins and with Thalia and Grover (for they were the only close friends she had. The rest of the seven died). Now she kept her emotions in check. Percy never allowed herself to show her emotions unless she was with the people she trusted. All in all she was the opposite of her former self... and she liked it that way. Friends will only leave you. Whether it be by death or by they're own means. So the best way to keep people away is to act unapproachable. Act mysterious and scary. And it worked for her. Percy's job was to save people and protect. She was not required to make friends and she wasn't required to be nice.