Connected- A Pertemis Fanfiction

7- Scarred

It had been three days since the incident, and Nico had yet to wake up. Percy, Nico, and Apollo were staying at the Hunters' camp temporarily, until Nico woke up, despite Artemis and the Hunt protesting strongly. Apollo had been lecturing Percy constantly, as he was doing now. The two were talking in the forest, as the girls would force them to do to get them out of the camp. Percy was getting really annoyed with Apollo. He had made a mistake by going in to Alaska, and had almost broken the Ancient Laws by interfering with demigod business, and he knew it. Apollo, however, could not get it through his head that Percy was panicked, and had never been held back by this before. Therefore, he had gone ahead, forgetting.

"Are you listening to me, Percy? You can't do that!" Apollo said firmly.

"Oh. My. Gods. Shut up Apollo! I'm starting to see why your sister hates you so much. I got it." Percy snapped, whirling on Apollo.

"Fine. You got it. I'm going to go check on Nico." Apollo spat coldly.

"And I'm going to my tent. It's getting late anyways." Percy replied. Both stormed off towards the different areas.

Percy sighed as he laid back on his temporary bunk. He wished Nico was better, because he desperately wanted to get away from the hunters and Apollo. Sure, he realized he couldn't exactly roam the country as freely anymore, but he still wanted to get away, and maybe go visit his father. His mind eventually wandered to sleep, and he took his shirt off as he always did before night. Percy thought about all that had happened recently, from Nico to godhood. He wished that he had just died in peace, but not quite so desperately as he had. Something about seeing Nico and Thalia had made him happier, more confident. Suddenly, he didn't feel quite so alone in the world. With these thoughts, Percy drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

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While Percy rested, Apollo was sitting in the infirmary. He felt as if something good was going to happen with the demigod soon, so he didn't want to leave, even if it was almost midnight. Fortunately, Apollo was the god of prophecy, and his feeling turned out to be correct.

It was a little after three at night when Nico woke up, groaning in pain.

"Ugh. I feel like I've been hit by a bus." Nico muttered, and Apollo shook his head. "More like hit by a bunch of fists."

Nico cracked a smile, before wincing, happiness vanishing. "Where am I anyway?"

"Hunter's camp. You've been out for a couple days. "Let me go send someone to get Percy."

"Woah, woah, woah. Percy's here? When did he show up?" Nico exclaimed in shock.

"Right. I forget that you don't know. Percy tried to save you, you know. In the end, Thalia rescued them both. And then I rescued all three of you. I'm going to get someone now. Just a sec."

Apollo popped out of the tent and walked over two tents to reach Artemis'. She was lying awake, too anxious to sleep.
"What's up, little sis?"

"For the last time, I am older! And what do you want at three in the morning?"

"I need you to go get Percy for me. Nico woke up."

"Why does he need to know now?"

"I'm sure you're as eager as he is for him to leave."

"Can't someone else go? Like you?"

"I have to tend to Nico. Just go little sis." Artemis sighed whilst sitting up. "Fine, dear younger brother."

Apollo walked off to continue his work on Nico, as the goddess trudged over to the tent Percy was sleeping in.

"Perseus." Silence. She tried several times to wake him up without actually going in, but failed. Groaning, she unzipped the tent, and walked in.