Broken

Torture

Percy's P.O.V

My arm broke with a loud snap as Tartaraus twisted it. I gritted my teeth in pain. He kicked my side a few times until I heard a loud crack. I gasped as I felt a few ribs break. He slammed his fist into my chin and I saw stars. He pulled a black knife from his belt and grinned at me. He made long, deep cuts all over body then unshakled me and threw me onto the ground. I lay on my stomach, not moving because I was in so much pain.

"Stay still. I don't want to miss." Tartaraus whispered in my ear. I screamed in agony as the knife was embedded into my old Achilles heel. Since I lost the curse of Achilles, the small of my back was still sore if I hit it, so this hurt like a bitch. I writhed in pain and I heard Tartaraus cackle. I blacked out and woke with a gasp. Sweat ran down my face and blood ran down my back. I stumbled out of my bed but then fell to the ground as my legs collapsed. My left arm hung limply by my side. I reached with my good arm behind me and my hand bumped into something cold embedded in the small of my back. I grasped it and yanked it out. I held back a scream and I dropped the knife. It hit the floor with a loud clatter. I stumbled to the bathroom and leaned heavily against the shower wall. I gasped in pain as my arm healed and my ribs popped back into place. I let the water run over me as I leaned limply against the wall. I let my tears mix with the water and go down the drain. When is this going to end?