Percy Jackson: The Wolf Curse

Chapter 32: A Daughter's Conflict

[Thalia's POV:]

"Thalia, I think we should go in and talk to them," Said Annie with a knowing look. Peeking back through the window I could see my mother was worse than I remembered. The mother I knew loved even If she was no good at showing it. Now I doubted even that much, the alcohol abuse was ever present; bottles littering every surface that could support it. The house looked like a minotaur had come for tea. Broken glass, year old food growing moulds I never knew existed and is that growing mushrooms?

"There's no more beer left mom" mom? She had another son? I have a brother? No time for this, If I know my mother right this won't end well. First the deadly silence, then she'll stand up. And go check herself, if there's even a drop left... I started my break-in attempt signalling my fellow hunters to remain outside and watch. All the doors were bolted shut, an easy kick down but I wanted the element of surprise to attempt to de-escalate it. She is my mother after all.

"ATTICUS, GET IN HERE NOW!" she shouted. Crap she found some. Previous plan out the window, I smashed the window glass and rushed in ignoring the sharp sting of glass that had sliced through my skin.

"Mother stop!" I pleaded aloud as I saw her holding my supposed little brother up by the arm. Failing to realise I just called her mother, something I told Myself I never would do again.

"Thalia? Wh-what are you doing here? No no you're not here you're at that monsters camp! With the rest of them!" I could see her mind trying to save her from shame, telling her false truths. I bet she doesn't even know where she is or the state of the place.

"Mother, I am here, can we talk? I err Missed you! Oh Atticus is it? Could you make us a drink while we catch up?" I hoped to hades this would work. As much as I hate to say it, she did love us in her own twisted way.

"Oh why didn't you say so! Atticus! Go make your big sister a cup of hot chocolate! Thalia, come come and sit down by the fireplace you must be freezing!" her change in attitude unsettled me, she was truly broken.

"So what brings you this way hun?" I took a few seconds to ensure no emotions showed on my face, wiping the few tears that had rebelliously escaped.

"I'm on a hunt for a monster of sorts" not entirely a lie, have you seen the size of him?

"Oh right, still doing errands for those damned Gods. They don't care, you know. They never did!" Zeus and Jupiter's actions had scarred their mother. Though I can't say I don't share the feeling, he did imprison me in a tree for years. I mean seriously? A tree? Cmon. Others got turned into Gods, animals hell even a weapon would've been better. Though being camp's protector was kinda cool, can't lie.

"Believe me, I know. But some are better than others" I could feel Artemis stare in my back as I spoke. "Like Artemis! Best Goddess there is other than Hestia" what I have to live an eternity with that lady.

"I see.." was all she replied as she became fidgety.

"So.. Atticus.. What's his story?" I asked simply. Often better to rip the Band-Aid off quickly with mother than beat around the bush.

"Atticus? Oh Atticus. Right, my son. Your brother, Another demigod like you and Jason.. Poor Jason.." heh if she only knew she'd slap him herself. Wait a demigod? Like me? Zeus really went there?

"A son of Zeus?" I asked gently, hoping it to be a lie. She looked down at the ground as if thoughts hurt her. In the kitchen I could hear the kettle boiling, while mother was distracted I signalled a hunter to bring him out for now at least. Better to have my brother out of danger while I focus on my broken mother.

"No, Poseidon" Oh sea shit. "He came one day, comforted me, Saying all the words I needed.. Wanted to hear. Not even two weeks later I was pregnant with him and never saw the God again, 'the sea cannot be restrained to one' is what he told me as he left" I'm gonna kill a God, sorry Percy, but it has to be done. It was weird though. I loved Percy like many others do and so Monogamy was out the window, they were so alike yet dramatically different. He had all the girls he could want, and probably some he didn't, yet his respect and care was like no other. He'd never cheat knowingly.