I woke up in a dark room and wondered where I was. I heard the door of the room opening and then, it pushed someone in, and then the door slammed shut. The person who was dragged in had tanned olive skin and messy black hair. He was muscular and lean and I went up to him. His breathing was very fast and as I felt his forehead, it was burning hot. I laid his head down on my lap and parted his hair, revealing sea-green eyes. It was Percy Jackson. I leaned back as my eyes welled with tears. His back was scraped raw and his hand was bleeding. He looked up at me and gritted his teeth, “Who are you?” He asked. “Shhhh” I muttered “You need to rest” My eyes suddenly widened as I felt a pain in my back. I somehow knew it was a dagger. My vision went blurry and the last thing I saw before it went dark was a blond girl holding Percy up. It was Annabeth.
Percy Jackson fanfic (BTW: this has nothing to do with mirrors)
