My name is Tyrael not Percy

Promises

Nala's P.O.V.

When I woke up it was already late afternoon. I guess my night was more tiring than I thought. I can't believe I told Percy my secret. When I told him he looked raging. At least he didn't ask about my face. If he had seen the scar he would have seen my eye. I remember when Gabe got the knife. I had just ran away an he caught me.

After he had dragged me upstairs he pulled out the expensive looking blade. Then he stabbed my leg saying something about never running again. That's how I got my limp. He then stabbed my two shoulders. Then he slashed my face. Down the left side, a scar from my forehead to my chin. It goes over my eye. He blinded my left eye. I hide it with makeup so nobody sees it.

Just as I finish getting changed the door slams open and Percy storms in. This gives me horrible memories and I start to cry. I hide in the bathroom cupboard. "Nala?" Percy's voice sounds concerned. I hear footsteps and swearing as he trips over something. "Nala please! Not you to, I can't loose you!" He shouts, more to himself now.

Cautiously I open the door. He is looking around the cabin for me but when he can't find me his shoulders slump. I walk over to him. "What's wrong?" I ask. His head whips up and he nearly falls on his face in his rush to get up. "I thought you had been taken as well." He whispers. Then he opens his arms, asking for a hug. I slowly walk forwards and hug him. "I always wanted a little sister." he says.

Then I finally process what he said. "What did you mean by as well? Has someone been taken?" I ask. He hangs his head. "Yes." He says sadly. "Nico." Not Nico, anyone but Nico. He was my only friend here. "Taken by who?" I growl. I'm going to get him back no matter what. "Annabeth."

--Time Skip to Getting a Prophecy cos I'm lazy--

Green smoke spewed out of Rachel's mouth. Percy said this would happen. Then she says the prophecy.

'Child of death and son of the sea,
shall face an enemy thought to be gone.
They shall gather lost children of the big three,
and shall find what they seek in a city of bone.
Only hate shall help them see,
What they thought was two will soon be three.'

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DISCALAIMER: I DONT OWN THE CHARACTERS FROM PJ OR HOO RICK RIORDAN DOES