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Apollo/Percy POV

What the fuck.

One night we were cuddling, and the next day he was gaining injuries from resting.

That's just not how it works.

I was treating Percy's sounds as fast as possible, but they were serious.

And they were everywhere.

I had just dabbed nectar into and bandaged the cut on his jaw when his nose started bleeding.

So I grabbed a tissue and staunched the blood flow.

And you may be asking: Apollo, why can't you just use your godly, all powerful abilities to heal him?

Good question.

Right now, they were about as effective as they were when I was Lester Papadopoulos.

Which is not very effective at all.

I glanced over as Percy groaned in pain, still asleep, and squirmed.

Which then ruined all my hard work on the carefully taped gauzes on his back.

Ugh.

I hate demigods.

Well, not all.

Not this one.

~Percy POV~

~Dream start~

TW -  mild-ish torture

"Well, N? Are we still using the mortal against him or not? Because I must say, Medea has done a lovely job..."

"Yes, I know, T. We'll still use the mortal because this one healed quickly. A little too quickly."

"Oh, goodie. Does that mean I get to play with him?"

"Yes."

I heard footsteps retreating, which I presumed to be the female, as now only the male was talking.

"On your knees, little demigod."

"No."

As you can tell, I'm a very intelligent being.

Challenging the enemy in a dreamscape that I don't control.

"What was that?"

I bit back a yelp as a heavy object, presumably a sword hilt jabbed my lower back, causing my knees to crumple.

Which resulted with me on the floor.

A low chuckle resonated through what I could only assume was a cavern, much like the one that I had been in in my previous dream.

Not the same one, though.

This one was cold.

My fingertips were numb, and so were my ears.

I didn't like the cold.

"Silly, silly mortal. What did you think would happen? You fell into my domain with your little girlfriend, nearly killed one of the goddesses I house and then escaped."

"She isn't my-"

"Girlfriend?" The voice mused, then added, "Well, it certainly seemed like it."

"We're friends." The words felt bitter in my mouth.

It wasn't that I missed Annabeth being my girlfriend.

I missed having a partner.

Or just someone who was always there for me.

I jumped as a light slap came down on my face, and squinted, trying to look up.

I felt sick.

The whirlpool face.

Twisted souls.

No.

I hated it.

Hated him.

The cold feeling of a blade rested against my jaw and I swallowed nervously, maintaing eye contact.

If you can call it eye contact.

Tartarus doesn't have eyes.

His face looks, as previously described, like a mix of a whirlpool and a puckered ass.

No, you bitches, I don't know what a puckered ass looks like.

Fuck off.

Oh gods, I sound like Nico.

I smiled faintly at the thought of him

Then the blade was drawn across my skin in a quick sliding motion, tearing a gash in my jaw and drawing blood.

Ow.

I bit my lip, refusing to make a sound.

Tartarus tilted his head quizzically, then grabbed my hands and forced me to hold onto the dagger.

"Go on. I know you like to do it."

"What?"

"Your wrists."

I stiffened. "No. I won't."

"Yes, you will."

And with that he gripped my forearm, guiding my hand (which was holding the knife) to the opposite wrist, forcing me to press the blade into the burned skin.

"Motherfu-"

"Hush. Do it again."

"No."

His face twisted into what I'd imagine to be a scowl. "So you'd rather get whipped?"

"I mean, I'd rather wake up as getting whipped isn't on my to-do list-"

Crack.

I hissed in pain, feeling blood soaking into my shirt.

Crack.

Ow.

Fuck.

Crack.

I let out a soft groan.

"Don't like that, huh?"

All he got was a grunt in response.

Crack.

This one was on my upper back, and a small scream slipped past my lips.

"Good... Very good."

"How-"

"Shut up."

Crack.

Shit.

A sharp punch landed on my throbbing jaw and I recoiled, trying to shield my face.

The primordial only pinned me down with a knee, left hand on my throat and right hand pulling another knife out.

I woke up.

~Dream end~

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