Of Skates and Blades (PJO/HOO and YOI crossover)

Chapter 2 (aka Mircy Chapter)

Percy looked at the demigods with a confused face. His left eyebrow was quirked up and his peachy pink lips were pressed into a thin line. He didn't know what to make of this. It truly puzzled him.

"Four years ago you wanted nothing to do with me and now you want my help?,"he said as he glared at them. The blonde haired girl shuffled a bit and crossed her arms over her chest. Her princess curls were in a pony tail and wore shorts with her Camp Half-Blood shirt. She looked cold. (You could have worn suitable clothing but noooo Percy thought)

"Could you blame us? You were banished for a reason," she said in a soft tone. Percy softened his gaze at them.

What....when was I banished? He thought. He sighed to himself. He must have forgotten the banishment with his new life.

He silently cursed his fatal flaw. They had banished him, yes, but he still cared about them and his world. And they were right. He was banished for a reason, and a good reason at that.

Percy let out a sigh as he looked over at the ice. Jean Jacques Leroy was skating now. His outfit was all white and it looked like a suit. He skated with elegance and he was very graceful which suited the music perfectly. JJ pushed off into a toeloop and landed effortlessly. Percy let the side of his mouth quirk up. The Canadian skater was beautiful on the ice but a real dickhead off the ice. 

"We didn't want you to get banished. . . We only told the gods in hopes of them helping out," said Piper. Percy allowed the smile to take form on his lips. This was becoming to sappy for him, but he was glad that they were here. He missed them these last four years.

He looked at them and nodded his head. "What can I help you with?," he said. The air seemed to have gone colder and it made it harder to breathe, as if he was breathing in shattered glass. A shiver ran down his spine and he had a really bad feeling. He looked at the rink to see that nobody was on the ice and that the rows of seats were empty.

He looked back at his friends to see their friendly faces replaced with sinister grins and their hands held weapons of torture. Their eyes had turned black and their fingernails stretched out into talons. All of their sinister smiles held rows upon rows of pointed teeth. They all had a red tint to their skin.

Hazel's whip wrapped around Percy, her wild and dangerous eyes seeming unnatural on her once kind face. You couldn't see if there were any spikes on the whip but you could certainly feel it when it was wrapped around your body. It constricted him and he had no idea what was going on. All he knew was that he was terrified.

All the 'demigods' in front of him took turns lashing their weapons at him, screaming grecian curses at him. After a while they seemed to have tossed him on the ground, Hazel letting her whip go. Frank had transformed into a beast of nightmares and circled the skater slowly, growling lowly and dangerously. The others were chanting his name in very harsh voices. Frank's sabertooth tiger gone wrong (dangerously wrong) form was about to pounce at him when he woke up with a start.

His breathing was heavy and his heart was beating out of his chest. He was covered head to toe in sweat. The moonlight that seeped in from the window subtly lit up the room. He was shaking head to toe and his breathing was becoming uneven. His below the shoulders black hair was stuck to his neck and face because of the amount of sweat. His eyes darted around the room. He looked beside him to see concerned Caribbean blue eyes staring at him. Short, blond, messy hair was sticking up in all directions. The man that laid next to him gingerly placed his big warm hand on the younger man's shoulder. His muscular body was propped up on his other arm. He pushed himself up until he was in a sitting position, shaking the bed slightly.

Perry looked at him for a few seconds before softly asking,"Mithcy?" Mitchell nodded his head slowly and before he knew it Percy had tackled him and was now crying into his chest. Mitchell rubbed his boyfriend's back while humming a calming hymn. It wasn't unusual for Percy to have a very traumatising nightmare, but it had been a while since he's had one. Mitchell rocked a bit trying to calm him down which seemed to be working. He ran a hand through his boyfriend's black hair, as his sobs becoming quieter and quieter. Mitchell gazed at the clock on their bedside table as saw that it was 1:26 am.

"Precious, you need to get some sleep now,okay?," said Mitchell is one of the most calm voices ever. "We have a flight in about roughly 19 hours. You need your rest."

"I know," said Percy. He let out a shaky breath. He really wasn't expecting a nightmare like that. "I know." He got off of Mitchell and laid down, his back to his lover as he tried to calm down his breathing. Percy hated being vulnerable and felt absolutely embarrassed when something like this happened.

Mitchell laid down too, but he laid down in a way where he was spooning the younger man. Buff and muscular against built and lanky. Mitchell wrapped his arms around Percy, doing his best to put his head in the crook of Percy's neck, which was quite difficult because he was taller than Percy by half a foot. Doing this made Percy let out a tired chuckle as he tried to turn in his boyfriend's arms. He managed to turn so that his face was easily snuggled with Mitchell's neck crook. Their legs were already entangled together and Percy's breathing finally became normal.

Mitchell's hand ran through Percy's hair as he kissed his forehead. Percy seemed to be falling asleep already, his slow breathing and gentle face which just said sleep. He looked so beautiful to Mitchell. This was his Percy, his Precious, his sweet boyfriend. They would be on land they never wanted to step on again in a few hours. (Gee Grand Prix...thanks alot). No matter what happened there, Mitchell was determined to make sure that his one and only was safe and away from danger.

"I love you," Mitchell whispered ever so softly. The corners of Percy's mouth quirked up ever so slightly.  "Never forget that."

"I love you too, Mitchy, " said Percy sleepily. "And you'll make it quite hard for me to forget," he said smirking. Mitchell laughed and affectionately squeezed his boyfriend in his arms. They both let put tired laughs before falling into a peaceful sleep.