“don’t touch him” percabeth angst for the prompts if you’d like bia!!!
thank you grace! sorry i took so long and i hope you enjoy this!!!
also for some context: this happens right before the events of tlo, like when percy is still going back and forth from camp. this is some random quest i made up and the monster in this is also very lazily described but the truth is It Doesn’t Matter
The raid had gone from bad to worse very quickly.
They’d gotten word that some of Kronos’s half blood followers were set up not far from camp, probably preparing some sort of surprise attack. Annabeth and Percy set up a small team to go check out the operation, and possibly shut it down. Clarisse came along, so did Malcolm, Katie, and Travis. But somehow, their target had been alerted of their intentions, because as soon as they set foot in their improvised camp, five half-bloods (plus a giant scorpion) were already in position to fight back - and gods knew they could fight.
Looking back, Annabeth realized they had nothing to worry about. It was six against six, counting the monster, and they had one hell of a team. She and Percy alone could have handled the opposing half-bloods. Then, however, her battle instincts were screaming too loud for her to think that way, especially when she saw Percy pinned against a tree, the tip of a sword to his throat. He met her eyes, a silent call for help: I need a distraction.
Annabeth’s words came more out of fear than strategy. They were a threat nonetheless.
The blonde girl holding the sword looked back just long enough for Percy to hit her arm, causing her sword to fall with a clang. Annabeth charged at the same time. The girl realized she was surrounded and ran away from both, in the direction where Clarisse and Katie were fighting the monster. Percy and Annabeth took off behind her.
“Are you okay?” Annabeth asked.
“Better than ever,” he responded.
She noticed he was holding the other girl’s sword. “Where’s Riptide?”
“No clue, but it will be in my pocket very soon.”
They stopped in the middle of a now empty field, where the scorpion had just evaporated into dust. The other four enemies were tied up to a tree and being watched by Malcolm and Travis, but the fifth was nowhere to be found.
“Did you guys see that blonde one run off somewhere?” Percy asked Malcolm and Travis.
“No, weren’t you fighting her?”
“Dude, you lost your person?”
“She’s not my per- whatever,” Percy turned back to Annabeth. “Wanna play hide and seek?”
They headed to the woods, which is where they concluded the girl was probably hiding. Back to back, they advanced slowly into the sea of trees, alert for any noise or movement. Suddenly, Annabeth saw an arrow fly right past her shoulder.
She turned around quickly and spotted the girl creeping from behind a tree. “There!”
Annabeth saw the enemy fumble for another arrow, and she was about to move when she realized the previous one had grazed Percy’s arm, which was bleeding quite a bit. She could tell he was in pain, even though he didn’t let it prevent him from holding up his sword and focusing intently on their target.
She pulled Percy behind a tree to protect themselves from the girl’s aim and told him to stay there. She didn’t think he would, but she hoped maybe his injured arm would put some sense into his head. As soon as the second arrow flew by, she moved. The enemy dropped her bow and ran once again, but this time, Annabeth was faster. The image of blondie’s blade against Percy’s throat burned in her mind as she tackled her and pinned her hands behind her back.
“I told you not to touch him,” she said, hitting the girl’s head against the floor hard enough to drive her unconscious.
Percy was by her side in a second. “Is she out?”
“Yeah,” Annabeth got up. “How’s your arm?”
“It’ll be fine with a little bit of nectar.”
“Go get it, then. I’ve got this.”
“You are. Okay, have fun with your new friend!”
Annabeth half-dragged, half-carried the girl back to the others. When she got there, Percy’s arm was bandaged, and he was gulping down some ambrosia.
“I have the last one. Is everyone okay?”
The rest of the group was sitting down by a tree. They all gave her a thumbs up.
“Cool. I’ll call Argos and tell him to bring the van with the cage.”
While they waited, Annabeth set next to Percy.
“Thanks for saving me back there,” he said.
“You looked kinda scary when you were chasing that girl. I was glad I wasn’t her.”
“It’s one of my best qualities.”
“Definitely,” he smiled, and Annabeth honestly hadn’t expected him to agree instead of teasing her a little more. A wave of butterflies fluttered in her stomach.
“It’s your turn to save me next time,” she told him.
She hoped the sound of Travis snoring next to them was loud enough to cover the sound of her heart pounding against her chest.
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