They Have Him ((A Frazel Fanfiction))

Chapter 20

Piper's POV

When Percy finally decided to wake up, he told us where everyone was so we wouldn't have to search all over camp. So when we got to the meeting hall, Percy led us inside. We saw Hazel crying her eyes out. "I can't lose anyone else.... This is all my fault.." I ran to her side. "It's not your fault, your okay." I said throwing a little charmspeak into my voice. Her crying stopped but I could tell she wasn't her happy self again. I glanced over at the girl who had come with Peter. She was sitting in a corner with her face buried in her knees. I gestured for Leo to comfort her and he walked over. I couldn't hear what he said, but she looked at him and a weak smile spread across her lips. Leo helped her to her feet and together they walked outside. I felt something grip my shoulder and I turned my gaze to a tall Jason that was standing behind me. I smiled and turned back to Hazel. "We will get him back Hazel, I swear on the River Styx." Hazel's golden eyes seared into mine. "Okay." She said. I wondered if I had accidentally popped in some charmspeak because I heard Jason mumbling behind me about saving him. I turned to him. "You got a plan Sparky?" He nodded and laced his fingers through mine. "Don't call me Sparky." He whispered in my ear. "Alright Superman. Lets go." He rolled his eyes. "Ok so we dress Leo up, and make him distract everyone with hi ridiculous outfit, and me and you sneak past the guards. We have to be careful, even Leo might not be able to distract them enough."

Peter's POV

To be honest, I wasn't sure of what I did. I know when I was younger -actually not that long ago... just a few weeks before we met Hazel- I was a troublemaker. I stole some things, but I can't remember harming or even coming close to this place. My mind was racing, even though I just got knocked out. What was happening? I felt alone, like imagine a pitch black room, without a sliver of light, you can't touch or feel anything, but you can hear yourself, and only yourself. "Peter?" Okay... I take back my original statement. "Hello? Who is there?" I asked.
"Don't you remember my voice?"
The voice flooded my mind, and unfortunately, I knew who it belonged to. "M-mom?"
"That's right! I've come to take you home, honey." I shook my non existent head. "I don't want to! Not after how you treated me!" I wanted to run away from the voice, but I was unconscious. "You'll come one way or another." I heard the evil in her voice. It had been there since I was little. "I won't go with you. I'd rather live with Hera!" She chuckled. "Go ahead. I bet she'd be thrilled. I know I would. Maybe she will teach you a lesson on betrayal. You do have that minor issue." I felt like cold water was running down my face, tearing at my cheeks. Then I realized it was. I opened my eyes and water filled them. I wiped my face dry with my sleeve and glanced at the man with the bucket that he had used to soak me. "Time to wake up. You wouldn't want to sleep through your own death would you?" He chuckled then left me in a cell. Prison. My least favorite place excluding Olympus. I decided to stay awake. I didn't want to hear her again.