After losing her loved ones, Percy get thrown into more trouble when she gets 'saved' by the infamous Red Hood.
I must say that I sadly do not own the Percy Jackson frachise or DC comics, only the plot of the story.
cover: @sebashoe
started: 22/04/2...
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"I like to be real cool
Say it doesn't bother me
But every night she is out, walking' the streets
And I worry
She can lead her live the way that she wants
It is not for me to say, but I worry"
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When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a bright light and the sound of a heart monitor. My first thought was "Oh no, I've been shot! My suit has holes and I'm gonna have to stitch them up..." But, when I looked down I realised that all the holes were stiched up. "Cool!"
I wasn't in a hospital room, but in a dark cave. I could see a large computer screen, and in front of it, stood Batman himself, staring right through my soul. Of course, his gaze didn't bother me, I have been trained by Lupa for Hades's sake! Next to him stood Red Hood, his arms crossed over his chest.
"This must be the batcave..." I thought.
I hesitantly sat up and faced towards them, as they were now walking towards me. I swung my legs over the bed, trying to stand up by my own, but failing miserably, as a sharp pain went through my stomach and legs, making me go down. I squezeed my eyes shut, awating the inevitable fall, but it never came.
A strong pair of gloved arms caught me and gently helped me sit on the bed. I looked up at Batman, who was seemingly waiting for me to say something.
"Where a--" I croaked. I quickly cleared my throat and continued speaking. "Where am I? Why am I here? How long was I out?"
"You're in the batcave, and you were passed out for about-- uh three hours. As to why you are here, you were bleeding out and I wasn't about to leave you there." Hood answered.
I only then realised that his hand was still holding mine and I blushed. He quickly removed his warm hand from mine, clearing his throat. If he hadn't been wearing a mask, I swear I could've seen his cheeks becoming red.
