//Trigger warning: Violence and attempted su*cide ////
*Percy/Nova POV*
I sat up and stretched, yawning. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. Why the f*ck am I in the Poseidon cabin?! How did I get here!? I got out of bed and got dressed. Where's my mask? I was looking for it and my cloak when I heard a knock on the door. "Seaweed brain? You in there?" I froze. How does she know who I am? Why is she calling me that? "Seaweed brain! I know you're in there!" "One moment!" I decided that if she already knew, what's the point in wearing my mask. I pulled the door open, "Good morning Athena spawn." My voice was monotone. She acted as if she couldn't hear me. "Come on, it's time for breakfast." She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the mess hall. She sat me down at the table that the seven and the rest of our friends had shared. I glared at her but she didn't seem to notice and kept talking to Piper. I looked around in confusion, what's going on? Ah, Perseus, I'm glad you asked. A voice asked in my head. Who are you? I replied. Like I said last time we spoke young Perseus, I'm no one of consequence. Anyways, you were wondering what's going on? Well, let me explain, I trapped you in a coma. I had my spy drug you at breakfast. I've trapped you in the most terrifying place possible, your own head! The voice laughed as if what it had said was hilarious. You're going to relive your worst memories again and again. Get out of my head! As you wish, enjoy little demigod.
After breakfast Annabeth dragged me to the beach and lay down, putting her head in my lap. I wanted to push her away but my hands refused to move. Against my will, I bent down to kiss her forehead. She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me in for a proper kiss. I tried to pull away but I couldn't control myself. I moved against my will, kissing her back. I felt terrible. I hated her, I hated myself. It felt like I was cheating on Bianca. When we pulled apart for air, she smiled at me. We lay down in the sand.
Wondering why you can't control your actions son of Poseidon? I'm no son of his! Well, you see, I don't really care. Anyways, back to what I was saying, this is a memory. You cannot change the past Perseus. My name's Percy. Like I said, I don't care.
"Perseus Jackson!" Katie Gardener stormed up to my table at lunch. "Why in the name of Zeus did you wreck my garden!?" I sighed mentally, I knew what was about to happen. My body reacted without me telling it too. I could feel my face morph into an expression of surprise. Words spilled from my mouth without permission, "Your garden? I didn't do anything to your garden." "Well then why don't you explain this!" She grabbed his arm and dragged him to the Demeter cabin. Around the back of the cabin there was a small plot of land for each camper. Katie's had been uprooted and destroyed. Painted on the wall behind it in sloppy letters were my initials and a trident. "I thought you were my friend Percy! I thought your fatal flaw was loyalty! I hate you! Never talk to me again!" I stared at her, dumbstruck. I remember this, clear as day. It was the first betrayal, the first of many. It wasn't the most painful, nor the most saddening. But it hurt nonetheless. A process had started that day that could never be reversed. That was the day, my fatal flaw turned fatal.
*Idk what to call this POV*
Let me explain about fatal flaws, there are many ways they can be fatal. For example, hubris, or deadly pride, could prevent you from calling for help when it is needed. Holding grudges could stop you from forgiving, which could cost you or the person you're holding the grudge against to lose their lives. Loyalty on the other hand, is different to most fatal flaws. If you have the fatal flaw of loyalty you will go through a lot of pain in your life. Take the life of Perseus Jackson for example; the hardships he suffered are indescribable. He survived an abusive step father, countless quests, two wars and lost many of his friends to death, only to be betrayed and cast out when he was no longer needed. The fatal flaw of loyalty can kill you in many different ways, the most common being; saving a friend or family member at the cost of one's own life or giving your life to defend your home. A lesser known one is what happened to young Perseus. On that fateful day when Katie Gardener uttered those words, it started. His fatal flaw began to eat away at his essence, his soul if you will, it began to slowly, very slowly, strip him of who he was. With every new betrayal, it grew stronger. Given time, it began its journey through his bloodstream, it wormed its way closer and closer to his heart. It began to turn his blood black. By the time the whole camp was against him, he'd taken to wearing long sleeved turtlenecks to hide the veins that were very visible on his arms and neck. When Annabeth Chase cheated on him, that was the final straw. His fatal flaw received a burst of speed, feeding off his emotions of betrayal, anger and disbelief. It began to surround his heart. The pain Perseus felt, both from the betrayal and his fatal flaw surrounding his heart was unbelievable. Most beings in the multiverse would crumble, would lie down and accept their fate. Perseus Jackson was different. He fought through the pain and left. He found his way to a cliff and stared down at the churning sea below, wondering if he should jump. He had lost all will to live. He turned his back to the cliff and taking a deep breath, he let himself drop. He fell towards the vicious spikes of rock at a rapid pace. Chaos, who was watching the young hero, created a portal beneath him, which transported him a long way inland. He simply lay there, unmoving, for two days. Eventually, he struggled to his feet and continued his journey. No one knows where he was going, no one but him. Loyalty is a very mysterious and confusing fatal flaw. We have not yet discovered anywhere near the extent of it.
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Betrayed
FanfictionWe all know Percy Jackson, the son of Poseidon, two time saviour of Olympus, bearer of the sky, bane of Gaia and Kronos, blah, blah, blah. Well what if I told you that I am him, or that I was before I was betrayed. This is my story. I don't own any...