The Sea Tyrant's Obsession (PJO x ROR) *18+* WTM/WTS Book 1

Hades and Tension

(Present)

Sitting down, Percy tried to mask her surprise as she faced this world's version of Hades, so different from the one she knew.

Aside from appearances, where the Hades in her world has black hair and eyes, their auras are distinct. Her actual uncle exudes a dark and ominous presence, usually wearing dark robes to appear more sinister. This guy here is like the total opposite. This Hades looks more regal and dignified, like an aristocratic noble.

"Lord Hades," she began, her voice wavering slightly as she tried to regain her composure. "What brings you here?"

Hades' smile remained, though his expression softened as he studied her. "I came to see the ni—girl who has captivated my brother's attention so thoroughly. It is not often that Poseidon is so... possessive." His gaze flicked to Poseidon, who still had not turned around.

Was he about to say something else at first? Percy wondered, confused.

She swallowed, feeling the weight of both gods' presence. "I didn't ask to be kidnapped against my will," she said, her voice firm despite the fear gnawing at her insides.

Hades tilted his head slightly, his expression one of mild curiosity. "No, I suppose you didn't," he acknowledged, his tone surprisingly gentle. "But the whims of gods are often beyond mortal comprehension, and the tides of fate can be unpredictable," Hades continued, his voice smooth and calm, almost as if he were discussing the weather.

Percy narrowed her eyes, not entirely convinced by his calm demeanor. "That doesn't make it right," she countered. "Your brother has no right to keep me here. I bet you watched my life too, so I don't trust you. I just want to go home."

At this, Poseidon finally turned to face them, his expression unreadable. "Percilla that's enough," he began, his voice low but firm, "I already told you that this is your home. I don't want to hear any more complaints from you."

Something snapped inside her.

She abruptly got up from her chair and slammed her hands on the table.

Percy's sudden movement sent a shockwave through the room. The tension, already thick, became nearly palpable as her hands collided with the table, the sound echoing in the large chamber. Her eyes blazed with fury as she glared at Poseidon, her heart pounding in her chest.

"No," she hissed, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "This is not my home, and I don't belong here with you. You do not have the right to decide my life!"

Poseidon's eyes darkened dangerously, but Percy didn't back down. She refused to let him intimidate her, even if he was a god.

"How could you fall in love with me just by watching my life? That doesn't even make sense! We only met each other yesterday! And if you expect me to just accept this easily, then you are dead wrong! I don't want any relationship with you!" Percy shouted with the sheer force of her emotions. She could feel the weight of her words, the raw, unfiltered anger that had been simmering beneath the surface since she'd been dragged into this strange and twisted version of reality.

The sea god's expression shifted, a flash of something wild passed through his eyes. He took a step closer, but Hades stopped him.

Hades gently raised a hand, his regal demeanor exuding an air of calm authority that cut through the thick tension in the room. "Enough, both of you," he said, his voice steady and composed. There was no anger in his tone, only a quiet insistence that demanded attention.

Poseidon paused, his gaze still locked on Percy, but the intensity in his eyes lessened, though only slightly. Hades stepped between them, his presence acting as a buffer.