Tyrant King - A Percy Jackson FanFic

Chapter 13

"This is the bathroom," Athena said, sounding bored. Percy scrunched up his nose, "You don't have to show me the bathrooms."
For the past twenty minutes, Athena had been showing him around the whole of Olympus. So far he'd seen temples for every god in the vicinity, as well as the bedrooms for all the gods who had previously resided in them. As soon as he saw Zeus' temple, he ordered it demolished. Athena wisely didn't say a word. As they walked away from the bathroom, Percy sighed, "Take me to the dungeons."
Athena frowned, "Why?"
"Because I want to know where they are."
Athena nodded and walked towards the end of the corridor. She opened a heavily bolted iron door. Behind it was a set of stairs spiralling down into the darkness. She gestured to the stairs, "Down there."
"Nuh uh," Percy said, "You're going in first."
She rolled her eyes and walked down the steps, Percy right behind her. When they reached the bottom, she gestured at the wall, "Walk through there and you'll be in the dungeons."
Percy carefully stepped towards the wall and put his hand on it. But his hand never met stone, and he fell through, coming out on the other side to see the nullifying chains hanging from the roof, and the bloodstains on the floor. The cell was wet, with water dripping from the roof. Percy turned to Athena, who had followed him through, "Was this..."
Athena nodded, "This is where we held you."
"Have there been any other prisoners?"
She shook her head. He looked back at the stone floor. Those bloodstains... His blood! 

~Flashback~

The crack of the fire whip rang out behind him, and the next second, searing pain shot down his back. As it turned out, Ares had gone to Zeus, asking for the Sky King's permission to torture Percy. Zeus had obliged, and now he was subjected to this. Athena couldn't save him this time. When the whip cracked again, Percy hissed in pain. Ares laughed and struck again. Percy could feel his skin ripping from his bone. The pain was intense, but Percy wasn't going to give Ares the satisfaction of his screams. Another god walked through the wall, and Percy looked up to see it was Hermes.
"Clean him up," Hermes ordered Ares, "Zeus wants to interrogate him in an hour."
Hermes left, and Ares leant down to whisper in Percy's ear, "Hear that demigod? In an hour, you'll be dead."

~End Flashback~ 

Percy fell to his knees on the floor at the memory. He was shaking, he realised, as he placed his hands on the cold stone floor. The cold stone floor that his warm blood had slid onto...
He couldn't stop the vomit that surged up his throat, bursting out of his mouth and nose, pooling around his hands. He barely noticed Athena crouch down next to him, saying his name as phlegm burst from him. The vomit just kept coming, and soon it was covering the floor. Percy took a shuddering breath. 
"Percy?" Athena asked. Before he could reply, drowsiness filled him, and he fell sideways into the puke, submitting himself to unconciousness.