A/N: this is short. Idk. I'm pretty sure this is a fever dream. Happy late Halloween. Go check out my other fic, So Very Breakable. I just posted chapter 5. You don't have to. Hope this is. Something. Ok yeah bye
3rd P.O.V:
Light. There was a lot of light. She felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she just stared at the lights. There were so many. Where was she?
The lights weren't warm on her skin. Just bright. She wasn't outside. There was a pressure on my chest. It was heavy. She was heavy. Air felt sticky in her throat. She was aware of everything and nothing all at the same time. The corners of her vision blurred and her ears were filled with white noise.
Drugs.
A stab of panic ran through her chest and coiled around her heart. The sticky air getting caught in her throat. The white noise increasing in volume until it was a ringing shriek.
Being drugged wasn't good. It wasn't goodwasn'tgoodwasn'tgoodwasn'tgoodwasn'tgoodwasn'tgood-
She blinked. Maybe she blinked. She thought she blinked. Did she blink? She didn't blink.
She blinked again.
Maybe.
Her face hurt.
Everything hurt.
Ithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtithurtit-
Maybe she should go back to sleep. Being awake felt wrong.
No.
She has to be awakeawakeawakeawakeawakeawakeawakeawake-
She was awake.
She needed to sober up.
Drugsdrugsdrugsdrugsdrugsdrugsdrugsdrugs
This wasn't good.
Light. Focus on the light.
It was white. It didn't burn. It was bright and it didn't burn. It didn't burn like before.
Beforebeforebeforebeforebeforebforebefore-
Panic.
Panic was good.
Panic meant she was alive.
Alive was good.
Maybe.
She still couldn't hear.
That was less than ideal.
Some of the heaviness lifted. Her limbs felt less like rocks in water and more like a wet towel.
She twitched. It was wearing off.
Focus.
Focusfocusfocusfocusfocusfocus
Breathe.
Lights. Noise. Heavy.
Ok that's three.
Metal. She tasted metal.
Four things.
Drugs. She smelled drugs and antiseptic and chemicals and clean and blood and vomit and sulfur andtoxicandrotandhateandohgodsohgodsohgodsohgodsohgods-
Panic.
Something was important.
Something was important.
Something was important and it was more important than panic and blood and clean and chemicals and metal andsomethingwasimpirtantwhatwasitwhatwasimportantfindfindfindfindfind-
Sister. She had to find her sister. Her sister was important.
Find sister.
She could do that.
She could be awake and she could do that and she could panic because it kept her alive. Find. Sister.
Annabeth.
Annabeth wasn't sister. Find sister.
Annabeth.
Annabeth was strong. Annabeth was good. Annabeth was bright. Annabeth was better. Annabeth was perfect. Annabeth was important. Find Annabeth.
Sister.
She haulted. Sister or Annabeth.
She had to choosechoosechoosechoosechoosechoosechoosechooose-
She couldn't.
Find both. Sister and Annabeth. Findfindfind.
She twitched again.
They hadn't been careful with the drugs. They had left her alone.
Amateur.
Find Annabeth. Find Sister. Important to find had to find must find findfindfindfindfindfindfindfindfindfindfindfindfind.
Footsteps.
Eyes closed
ears open
heart rate down
body limp
breath held
play dead.
1.
2.
3.
Three people. Three three three.
Man. Man. Woman. More? More more more?
No.
Woman. Woman. Woman. Woman.
Not Sister.
Womanwomanwomanwomanwomanwoman
Not Annabeth.
Threat. Threat threatthrestthreatthreat.
Waiting
Waiting
W A I T I N G
Attack.
Three. Three on the floor. The floor is cold. Three on the floor are warm. Staying warm.
Lucky.
Find Sister. Find Annabeth.
Findfindfindfindfindfindfindfind.
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Bruce P.O.V:
Bruce woke up on the floor, head ringing, body aching.
What happened??
Next to him, he felt something shift. Looking around, he noticed he was in the med bay of the Batcave. Alfred was laying out cold on the floor and Diana was starting to stir, not looking much better than he felt.
Why where they here?
Percy.
Bruce looked to the bed she had been laying on when they came in. IVs discarded, heart monitor flatlining. Shit.
Obviously Percy hadn't reacted well to being under anesthesia and he didn't really have time to wonder why.
Because right now she isn't all there and attacking the first person she sees. Or feels.
Percy had been dead asleep when they walked in.
Right?
It didn't matter now. Percy was awake and she was dangerous.
And they needed to find her fast.
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