#true vision

“You wanted to see my powers, right?” Jihyo yelled, her voice having to carry over the dozen skeletal soldiers emerging from the ground, clawing and crawling, as the crowd dispersed in a panic. 

You didn’t have time to wonder what the others saw, you know they didn’t see the animated bones like you did. But you were far too captivated with Jihyo. The smugness in her voice, the confidence you’d come to loathe as you spend the rare few months when you went to school, and coming to miss her endless energy when she leaves for some camp over the summer. 

“You’ll believe me now!” She laughed, her head tilting back at the sky, the same previously cloudless sky that slowly darkened—and you swear, Jihyo was floating. 

“I do believe you, you asshole—!”

A palm, with a grip too firm, clamped above your elbow. With a harsh tug, you were pulled, almost stumbling back. “Come on, mortal. You don’t want to be here—”

“Shouldn’t you help her?” you asked, placing your own hand over her wrist in hopes your captor, or saviour according to her, would let you go. You open your mouth again, wanting to say some colourful insults but Soyeon’s strength was not something you could overpower. 

“Trust me, she doesn’t need my help,” you could hear the disdain in her voice. Biting, but even still, you knew she respected Jihyo… at least enough to protect you. “You’re in danger, mortal, you can see.”

It was hard not to roll your eyes at that statement. Having known Jihyo for two years, you’ve heard that exact sentence just enough. Jihyo often regaled her quests and missions, but never had any monsters she speaks of attacked you. As long as you can remember, you’ve seen strange things with imaginary friends turning quickly to creatures under your bed, you figured it was all in your head. Ignorance is bliss, after all. And then Jihyo appeared in your life, for better or worse, confirming that everything you’d seen was real… of course, she couldn’t make sense of your very strange dreams that would occur from time to time. 

Regardless, the point is, you’ve never been attacked. And you certainly didn’t need protection from Soyeon. 

You looked over your shoulder and your eyes widened at the sheer amount of skeletal soldiers, all grotesque and malformed as they rose from the cracks of the earth. Struggling again to pull yourself free, your mouth open, Jihyo’s name on the tip of your tongue…

But you never said her name. Well, you couldn’t hear it, if you did say it. Nor could you see, really. 

Not over the blinding lightning bolt that struck the ground, followed closely by thunder. 

You were certain your heart stopped. Nothing else could explain how your whole chest seized at the sensation. 

Blinking away the white and blurry spots in your tear-brimmed eyes, the first of your senses to return. Soyeon was saying something to you, she’d stopped dragging you away to check on you, though her voice was barely audible over the ringing in your ears, like a never-ending dial tone. The burning smell was the next sensation, a sharp and dizzying odor, like chlorine. Electricity… that was the scent. Even if you couldn’t quite place the exact smell, you felt it. The way your hair stood on your arms and your tongue felt like lead. The static in the air around you, charged and dangerous. 

A tear trailed down your cheek, as your vision lost its bluriness and Jihyo came into focus. 

Hovering almost two meters above you, hands raised while lightning crackled around her. The ground wasn’t dissimilar with the cracked pattern where the lightning had struck, skeletal soldiers charred beyond recognition. Jihyo, she—

Soyeon gripped your jaw to turn you to her. You’ve never seen her so worried, not over you. Though you still couldn’t hear her, she was realizing what had happened. You found yourself turning back to look at Jihyo. Seeing her. 

And almost as if she knew you were watching her, Jihyo looked over her shoulder. Her eyes a striking white-gold in glow with a striking bared grin to match. Smugness. Confidence. Power. 

Another lightning strike shook the ground, but this time the image was clear in your eyes. 

One you’ve dreamt so many times over. Seen so many times over!

Like a vision.

Another tear dripped down your cheek, but you raised your hand to wipe it away. 

Crimson smudged across your fingers.  

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a/n: percy jackson aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa !! yeah that's all. hope you have a good day/night :]