Brothers

2017

I thought I'd actually write something about Percy's time in the Navy.  I know very little about how the SEALS operate, so if anyone has any information or corrections please tell me.  Also if you want more things like this please tell me.

May 2017

Percy stood on the Zodiac looking across the bay.  They were on a mission to rescue American hostages, being held by a terrorist organization.  They were just civilians that were taken on vacation.  It was just a small group of them on the tiny boat, selected for their specific skills. The hostages were being held in a worn down fortress by the water, so the plan was to swim in and clear out the entrance for the rest of the platoon.

The captain gives them the signal and the four diver plunge into the water.  They would be using SCUBA tanks until they got under the first wall.  Percy leads the squad easily navigating deeper into the water and towards the wall.

They reach the wall and Percy finds the opening that they need to pass through, there are metal bars just large enough for a skinny person to fit through.  Everyone takes a last breath before dumping their SCUBA tanks, and wriggling through the bars.
Percy discards and his tank and secretly takes a breath of salt water.  He slides through the bars, and the squad swims up and quietly breaks the surface of the water.  They stay in the dark and silently creep along the wall to the gate.  The guards should be on the top of the wall and have no reason the look behind them.

The group splits up with the snipers finding a good vantage point while Percy leads everyone else on top of the wall.  The squad takes out everyone on the wall, and they open the main gate.  The rest of the platoon emerges from behind the rocks and ushers through the gate.  The platoon breaks into two and each take an entrance of the main fortress.  They break up more and sneak from hallway to hallway taking out the guards, searching for the hostages.  Percy shoots two guards, and breaks down a door to find three people in a dimly lit room.  “I got them,” he says in to his communicator.

“Everyone clear the rest of the building, and meet at the rendezvous point,” the admiral replies.  Percy quickly cuts the bonds off the captives.

“We’re here to save you,” Percy says trying to reassure them.  They nod and Percy helps them off the ground, he notices that the father is bleeding profusely from a wound on his leg.  He’s never going to make it back to camp with that much blood loss.  “I need medics on standby at camp, we have a deep flesh would, possibly infected,” Percy mutters into his communicator.

“Copy that Jackson,” the admiral replies.

“Okay Sir, I’m going to need to wrap your leg, Jones keep a lookout,” Percy orders.  He pulls some gauze, water, and disinfectant out of his pack and quickly starts cleaning the wound.  Percy pours water on the gash and uses his powers to try and pull all the dirt out of it.  Without all the grime, Percy can see it looks deep and jagged.  “This is going to hurt like hell,” Percy says pouring disinfectant on the gash.  He quickly wraps the wound and uses the water from his pack to create a thin layer of ice on top of the bandage in hopes of stopping the blood.  Percy helps the man off the ground, shouldering most of his weight.

“Let’s go, Jones you lead, ma’am take your son and follow close behind, I’ll be right behind you,” Percy instructs.  The group slowly makes their way to the rendezvous point, the rest of platoon must have taken out the remaining guards because they meet no one in the halls.  They make it to the trucks and quickly take off through the desert.

Percy sees the blood seeping through the bandages and gently presses the wound to apply pressure.  He feels the blood, no senses it flowing under his fingers.  Percy sighs, he swore to Annabeth he would never, but this was an emergency.  It was life and death.  Percy closes his eyes and focuses on the blood seeping out of the man’s leg.  He feels the tug in his gut and the blood stops flowing out of the wound.

The trucks finally reach camp and the medics take over wishing the man off to the medical tent.  Percy releases his grip on the blood and sighs staggering.  He numbly makes his way to his barrack and falls asleep.

•••

Percy wakes up to Jones shaking his awake, “What’s up?” Percy asks confused.

“The family wants to thank you before they leave, Admiral told me to come and fetch you,” Jones replies.

“Of course, just give me a few minutes,” Percy says getting up.  He quickly shoves some ambrosia in his mouth and instantly feels more awake.  Walking out of the building, everyone starts clapping.  Percy smiles sheepishly, “Guys stop, it’s not really a big deal.”

“Nonsense Jackson, your quick thinking saved a man’s life,” the admiral announces walking out of a tent, “They’re waiting for you.”

Percy walks into the tent and sees the man on the bed with his family around him.  “We just wanted to say thank you, for saving my life,” the man says.

“It was nothing,” Percy says sheepishly.

“No, it was not, the doctors said it was a miracle that I didn’t lose more blood,” the man announces, “You we’re my miracle, thank you.”

Percy chuckles awkwardly going to exit the tent, “I didn’t do anything other than bandage you up.”

“We both know you did much more than that,” the man says with a knowing twinkle in his eyes.  Percy exits the tent smiling, all in a day’s work.