Legacy of Asgard

Frank Breaks the Fourth Wall!

Reyna turned after unleashing all her anger and fury onto Frank's pudgy face and watching him crumple to the ground in an unconscious heap and ran to Percy's side. She could see the blood quickly pooling around his body. She checked his pulse which was there but faint and fading. She looked at the arrow unsure of what to do. She looked around but the monstrous hound had vanished from the area leaving her alone with a dying Percy Jackson and unconscious dumbass son of Mars.

She put a hand on the arrow trying to figure out how best to remove it but stopped herself. She was a warrior, not a medic.

Then the truth hit her, she didn't know what to do. She couldn't help him. She was going to sit there useless and watch him die. The one demigod who could save them from this Norse goddess and the first boy she had kissed in her short yet difficult life. Despite the less than loving kick to the groan she gave him the night before, she wasn't even angry about the lies. She knew they were necessary and even if she wouldn't admit it to herself, she had been excited to see where things went with this mysterious and powerful demigod.

Reyna felt a strange sensation on her face. Her hand slowly went up to her cheek where she felt of moisture of the tear trickling down her face.

She reached out and grabbed Percy's hand softly in hers giving it a gentle squeeze as she prayed for some kind of miracle to ride in and save the day.

A strange sound appeared behind her as the daughter of Bellona whirled around with her weapon in hand just as three beautiful women stepped out of what looked like a doorway made of nothingness, just a tear in air.

Reyna tensed and stood in front of Percy's dying body protectively as she looked at the three strangely dressed women. Two of them stood with hardened expressions on their faces, full of worry but also anger. The third and most beautiful of the three's face was full of despair.

"Perseus," she gasped before her face hardened like the three others and looked at Reyna with rage in her eyes. "What happened to him? Who did this?"

Reyna wasn't sure what to say. She had deduced these must be the three immortal Valkyries that had raised Percy but that only made the situation more complicated.

She pointed towards Frank's unconscious body, "He attacked when Percy was fighting some giant hound."

Eir narrowed her eyes as she looked at Frank's body. She opened her mouth to ask what happened to him when she saw Reyna's blood knuckles and figured it out.

The three immortal maidens made their way over and knelt by Percy's side. They began working together, to carefully removed the arrow from his body and then to stop the bleeding. They carefully bandaged up the wound on both sides. Reyna bit her lip nervously as she watched them work, hoping they would be able to save him.

One of the Valkyries muttered some words in a strange language as she held a hand over Percy's wound making it glow faintly for a second before it faded. The three woman exchanged looks with one another, all their faces etched with worry.

"Is he alright? Will he make it?" Reyna asked more frantically than she would have liked.

Two of the Valkyries stood up while Eir remained kneeling beside Percy holding his hand softly.

"The wound is poisoned. We slowed its spread through his body but it will only prolong his death. This is beyond our ability to heal." One answered seriously. Her tone was somewhat stoic but her eyes gave away her grief.

"What do you mean? You're supposed to be his guardians! Do your jobs and save him!" Reyna yelled before she could stop herelf.

The two standing Valkyries narrowed their eyes at the demigoddess but Eir spoke before they could respond.