Freak || Percy Jackson x OC

One Hundred and Forty: THERE HE IS! MY SON

SEN

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With a chill, Sen realized why Luke had been in such a good mood in the arena. He'd already gotten the string from Daedalus. His only obstacle had been the arena master, and Percy had taken care of that for him by killing Antaeus. Luke already had the golden ticket. He really was just having some fun down there. Sen and Ethan had tried to kill each other, and for what?

"Kronos promised me freedom." Quintus said. "Once Hades is overthrown, he will set me over the Underworld. I will reclaim my son Icarus. I will make things right with poor young Perdix. I will see Minos's soul cast into Tartarus, where it cannot bother me again. And I will no longer have to run from death."

Sen felt anger swelling in her chest. "You son of a bitch!" She slapped Daedalus only once before Percy locked his arms around her and pulled her back. Mrs. O'leary growled, but Quintus held a hand up. "How could you?!"

"That's your brilliant idea?!" Annabeth yelled. "You're going to let Luke destroy your camp, kill hundreds of demigods, and then attack Olympus? You're going to bring down the entire world so you can get what you want?"

"Your cause is doomed, my dear. I saw that as soon as I began to work at your camp. There is no way you can hold back the might of Kronos."

"That's not true!" Annabeth cried.

Sen struggled against Percy's hold. "Let me go! Let me kill him!"

"I am doing what I must, my dear." Daedalus said to Annabeth. "The offer was too sweet to refuse. I'm sorry."

Sen thrashed against Percy, but he was too much for her. She realized with horror that he was a little bit stronger than her. Maybe it was exhaustion, or just the fact that she wasn't really trying to hurt him. But there was a time when Sen could completely slam Percy in a strength contest. Now, she couldn't even get out of his arms.

Annabeth pushed over an easel. Architectural drawing scattered across the floor. "I used to respect you. You were my hero! You- you built amazing things. You solved problems. Now... I don't know what you are. Children of Athena are supposed to be wise, not just clever. Maybe you are just a machine. You should have died two thousand years ago."

Instead of getting mad, Daedalus hung his head. "You should go warn your camp. Now that Luke has the string-"

Suddenly, Mrs. O'leary pricked up her ears.

"Someone's coming!" Rachel warned.

Sen's face paled. "NICO!"

The doors of the workshop burst open, and Nico was pushed inside, his hands in chains. Then Kelli and two Laistrygonians marched in behind him, followed by the ghost of Minos. He looked almost solid now- a pale bearded king with cold eyes and tendrils of Mist coiling off his robes.

He fixed his gaze on Daedalus. "There you are, my old friend."

"Nico!" Sen cried out. "Nico, what are you-" Percy pulled her back again. She knew he was probably right to do so. Kelli or one of the laistrygonians would've killed her before she could reach Nico, who was numbly gazing at the floor.