Prologue

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Satisfaction flowed through her, filling her with warmth. She chuckled, watching the liquid swirl in the glass. It looked like water, but it wasn't. 

She wasn't supposed to be here. But neither did he. He should have died, long weeks ago. Anger boiled up in her, remembering what he had done to her. A bit flustered, she looked around. If anyone saw her...

She focused on the glass. The liquid turned red for a second, only to look so harmless again the next second. She licked her lips, expectant. She opened the hand, looking motionless at the powder on her palm. She raised her hand to the glass and slowly, she poured the powder in the liquid. 

She held her breath. This was the moment where anything could go wrong, everything was in jeopardy. Her heart was pounding loudly. 

Suddenly the liquid turned blue and a bang was heard. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked around for the faucet. She poured a little water into the glass. She swirled the liquid around and with a satisfied chuckle she placed it on his table. Only one thing was missing. She held her hands over the glass. 

"I hereby curse you. Recognize and perish. May you choke on the truth, Percy Jackson."








Heyyy! Tysm for reading this! This is a dark Percy story, and I hope u enjoy it!!! 

I take criticsm when its not hate and i would be happy if u comment! 

Just so u know, english is not my mother tongue, so if u read something that doesnt make any sense, pls tell me how to do it better <3 

Tysm! 

~Hestia 

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