Heroes of Olympus/Magnus Chase Sickfics

Darlin, Only You Can Ease My Mind

Hello my loves! This request for some Blind!Percy comes from EmmaClaireThomas! I hope I did it justice, I've never written a blind/physically disabled character before! As always, let me know what you think in the comments and, since this officially marks the end of my To Be Written list for the PJO book, come on down to my inbox and shoot me a prompt!

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"Percy!" Someone screamed.

Percy's running. Running so fast, so hard, but his feet aren't moving!

"Percy!" The scream was absolutely heart wrenching. A woman. He had to get to her.

Running. Not moving. Why wasn't he moving! He needed to help her!

All at once, the world blurred into a mess of white and grays and shot him thirty feet forward on the beach. Since when was he on a beach?

Then, he sees it.

The Minotaur. No, not the Minotaur. The beast was never this big; the thing had to be at least fifty feet tall and bigger than Godzilla. It made a guttural noise, somewhere between a moo and a battle cry.

"Please!" Someone sobbed.

"Help us, Percy!" A new voice shrieked.

It took a moment, but Percy's eyes finally focused on the source of the awful screaming. The Minotaur, or whatever this thing was, had his mom and Annabeth clutched in fists big enough to easily wrap a double decker bus.

"Ahh!" Angry tears ran down his face as he charged the Minotaur. Percy slashed Riptide through the air, but it didn't make contact with anything. He looked around, the Minoutaur was gone.

"Help! Please!" Annabeth and his mom shrieked again.

Percy looked around frantically, where could they have gone? He looked further down the beach, and there they were, but they weren't being thrust around by the Minotaur anymore.

Sally and Annabeth stood a few yards away from Percy, cloaked in a sickly green fog. They were both doubled over, coughing. Annabeth fell to the ground and began spasming. Just beyond the fog the all too familiar emaciated figure of a woman, still at least as tall as the Empire State Building, stood over them and cackled.

Again, Percy tried to run to his family, and again, his feet wouldn't move. Then, he was once again shot forward several yards, falling to his knees at Akhlys feet.

"You should have accepted my offer of a swift death, Demigod." She swirled her hand into the mist, making green clouds puff into the air. "I've had time to think of a very special type of poison for you. I think you'll be impressed."

"No!" Percy screamed, charging Akhlys.

The green smog cleared, and Akhlys was gone, but so were Sally and Annabeth.

"No, no, no!" Percy yelled and slashed the sand with his sword. Painful sobs ripped through his chest.

The world around him did that weird blurring thing again, and he found himself farther down the beach once again. The black waves crashed onto the shore, but it was like someone had forgotten to turn up the volume. Absolute silence surrounded Percy.

"Hey, Percy." A familiar voice said behind him, chills ran down his back. He hadn't heard that voice in years, it shouldn't be possible.

"Luke?" Percy turned around slowly. Sure enough, Luke Castellan stood behind him. Annabeth stood beside him, no, that wasn't right either. Luke held Annabeth beside him, a familiar celestial bronze dagger to his throat. She whimpered, he dug the point further into her flesh.