Grandson of Voldemort (Discontinued)

Chapter 17

Percy POV:

"Hey Beef Boy!" I shout. "Wanna go one on one? Just like the old times eh?" 

He snorts and runs at me. I sidestep and he barrels into one of the tables. I keep doing the same thing before until he finally gets smart and starts to try and grab me. He runs at me, full speed and I freeze. He ran at me just like the Giants did in Tartarus before we got captured. I was protecting Annabeth after she got hurt when Polypotes found us. Annabeth told me to run, but I wasn't gonna leave her. 

"Percy!" I know that voice. Who is it? 

"Percy!" Another voice this time. More masculine... Nico! I snapped out of my trance and at the last minute dropped to the ground as the Minotaur ran right over me. One of his hooves nailed me in the ribs but I was used to pain in my ribs. After all, I went 200 years in Tartarus with a cracked ripcage. I stood up and dived at the minotaur and landed on his back and stabbed him down with Riptide. No one knew I was tortured in Tartarus except Annabeth, and I'd like to keep it that way. The half-bull, half-man dissolved into dust and the entire school stared at me. All those eyes, like all the eyes of the monsters staring at me as Porphyrion brought me into an arena to fight monsters and giants with a broken rib, sprained knee, and a dislocated shoulder. Trust me it wasn't fun. 

"I'm- I'm going to the Room of Requirement, please just - leave me alone," I ran to the seventh floor, ignoring the pain in my side. I reached the Room of Requirement and collapsed onto one of the beds. I would've gone in the pool but considering how close I was to a flashback, going in a pool might not be smart, I didn't bother to heal myself and I laid down on the bed for hours sobbing. Annabeth knew I needed room, so she left me alone until the next morning. 

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"Percy?" Annabeth came in with Nico, who looked worried, yet confused. I don't think anyone except my wise girl has seen me cry.

She wrapped her arms around me and Nico just stood there awkwardly before wrapping his arms around me too. We just stayed like that until lunch. We didn't care we were missing classes. I don't think anyone cared. Finally, we unraveled ourselves and Draco came in. 

"Luna and Severus can't come right now, but they'll come later. How are you Perce?"

"Better." I sighed. "I need some sleep. Feel free to stay if you want though."

They nodded and went to do their own thing. None of them left. I was thankful for that, they either wanted to stay to make sure I was ok or because they liked being in the Room of Requirement. Probably both. I laid my head down onto the soft pillows and willed some walls to appear around me, the room obliged. I sighed and in seconds flat, I was asleep.

Dream: 

 I was in my torture chamber in Tartarus. The wall was splattered with blood. My blood. Being a son of Posiden, electricity hated me. I'd been electrocuted in a poisonous pool before, but they decided to make it easier. Inject poison into my veins, tie me to a metal pole, electrocute the pole. Believe me, it hurt like crazy, it didn't help that I was bleeding out constantly but the giants just kept me alive with voodoo magic or something. I think I would've let go and died If it wasn't for the constant thought telling me that if I died, they would hurt Annabeth. She was the only thing keeping me going. She would talk with me, and heal me, and try to make me forget about the pain. I thought all of this as I laid tied to a metal pole, ready for another round of holding back screams and failing. Porphyrion strode in and looked at me with glee. 

"Look at you. The son of the sea. Helpless, and at my Mercy. Pathetic."  He pulled out a bottle full of seawater. It was black, but I could sense seawater. But it seemed, dark, instead of free and salty. He poured it on me and I whimpered. I knew what it was. Seawater, mixed with Styx water. Diluted enough so it won't make me invincible. Cruel. Healing me in the most painful way possible. 

"Now now, demigod. I'm extra angry today. Let out a single whimper and I'll double your punishment. Let out a scream and I'll double the punishment, and bring in your puny girlfriend."  

I wanted to scream at him and tell him Annabeth wasn't puny. He was. But considering I was tied to a metal pole half-dead, and he wasn't, I couldn't really say that. My best hope was to not scream. I would take double the punishment sure, but I wouldn't let Annabeth see it. Porphyrion laid his hand on the pole and a volt of electricity jolted through me. I bit down on my tongue to keep from crying out. The Styx water made the pain so much worse. I don't know how, but it did. I wanted to stop right there, beg the fates to cut my string, kneel to Porphyrion and tell him I would do anything he wanted. But that was his goal. He was my enemy, and I would keep him away from what he wants at all costs. Annabeth will break if she sees you like this. I repeated that thought in my mind, and I didn't let out a single noise. But when they dropped me off, I could finally scream. It wasn't hard. I was still in excruciating pain. As soon as they locked the cell door I collapsed and writhed on the ground. A hand touched me and pulled away. They must have felt the shock. It was like static electricity, If I get touched, or touch someone the pain is worse. I couldn't help it I screamed. As loud as I could. It tore at my throat and I kept screaming. I felt another hand on me, shaking me, I opened my eyes and saw Annabeth, but she wasn't dirty or grimy, she was clean.

"Percy!" 

I sat up and gasped.

"Hey, it's ok. You're not there anymore. Annabeth's hand roamed over my chest,

"You need to heal that rib. Go to the pool ok? I'll go with you, you'll be safe." I nodded and ignored the worried faces of Nico and Draco. I flopped down in the pool and let the saltwater embrace me. I felt all my wounds slowly heal and I sighed in relief. Annabeth sank down next to me and I created an air bubble. 

"Thank you," I whispered. She kissed me. A deep kiss. 

"No need to thank me."