As I stared up at the skull that belonged to Hades, dread filled every bone in my body. Unlike other demigods whom were claimed after doing something remotely cool or interesting, my outburst led to my father claiming me. Unlike Marceline, who showed her bravery against her bully by shooting an arrow, me almost killing a kid made my father realise that I was his child. It was like this was all a joke, and I was the punchline.
As silence breezed through the Camp like the wind, I shoved past Percy and ran down to his Cabin, the skull following before shortly fading away. I could feel my cheeks burning up from embarrassment and my eyes bubbling with tears. I pushed my way through other kids, all whom were staring at me, and shoved the doors of Poseidon's Cabin open before slamming them shut behind me.
I felt horrible, terrible, in fact, for Hades was known as the God of the Dead, and that could've meant two things, that someone close to me had died, or that I was destined to face death. I know it was probably my subconscious spewing lies, but the fact that Hades had claimed me only just a few months after the kidnapping of Marceline couldn't be just a coincidence.
Memories of me and my sister swirl in my mind as I rush to a bed and fall onto it. My brain reminisced about the countless times we were sent away from home to home in hopes of finding people who wouldn't mistreat us, the memories of the both of us in an abandoned home, Marceline hatching off my hair with nothing but a switchblade. We knew we were miserable during those times, but we were together, so it made the suffering just the slightest bit less horrible.
As I laid upon the now messy bed, the familiar sounds of Percy's footsteps wandered in. I can just tell that he wants to tell me that I'll be alright and that I should celebrate the fact that I'm a son of the Big Three, but I refused to acknowledge the fact that I was the son of the Dead itself. I watched as Percy sat down beside me, his face still facing away from me, probably to avoid looking at my disgusting face whilst I cried.
He probably thought I was such a crybaby given the fact that all I've done during these four months is crying. The Gods were probably also embarrassed when they realised that this absolute sobbing mess is one of their children. I wouldn't blame them. I dried my tears and wiped my face as Percy just sat in silence with me. As much as he's a dumb blond, he does have these moments where I actually don't mind him near me.
"I know where Marceline is... I can feel her on a boat just close by Half-Blood Hill. If we move quickly, we can catch them." Percy informed me suddenly, which made me almost stand up. I couldn't believe he said something so abruptly and then just look at me with those soft eyes of his. I pushed myself off the bed and grabbed onto Percy's shoulders, my tears now drying up. Maybe my luck might be changing.
"You— You mean she's alive? How did you—" I sputtered mindlessly before Percy interrupted, "I can feel a more... Electric energy in the ocean, and my gut is telling me that it's her reaching out." The ocean! Of course! Marceline would've known to use the water, Percy's the son of Poseidon himself! Relief washed over me as I realised that I didn't kill my sister, that maybe she had chance of coming back to Camp if we save her. Then, I could apologise for... All the things I've said to her.
"How do we get there? If she's on a boat, we need one... Does Camp have a boat? A raft? Canoe?" I questioned hurriedly while walking over to me and Percy's shared closet, opening the door and grabbing my old school bag. I tipped out all its old containments and began to grab some spare clothes that the Aphrodite children had sewn for desperate times like these, shoving them into the bag. I wasn't going to waste another minute, not again, I need to be faster this time so I can make sure that I never lose her again.
I continued to mutter under my breath quickly as I packed my things desperately, that was until Percy ran up to me and grabbed my wrists, stopping me from continuing, "Hey— Hey. Breathe. I know someone who can build one. I'll bring him here and we'll pack, OK?" The blue eyed boy reassured me with a slow nod, encouraging me to breathe in time with him. I did what was told and took a few shaky breaths before placing down my bag and followed Percy out of the Cabin.
Me and him walked for bit before we made it to Cabin 9, Hephaestus's Cabin, to which Percy knocked on the door and waited for someone to open the door. Finally, a demigod answered, and there in front of us was an slightly shorter boy with nice curly haired and tanned skin, slightly paler compared to mine, but still having some melanin in his skin. He kind of reminded me of an elf with his ears. The dark haired boy smiled at me and Percy and nodded, "Percy! What's up! What do you need?"
"Leo, we need your help with building something; A boat. You think you can make it?" Percy requested this 'Leo' boy with a slightly pleading expression. This made Leo hum in thought for a bit. This kid was going to build a boat? Was this some kind of sick joke that Percy was playing on me? If it is, I'm going to kill him and stuff coral down his throat.
"I don't know... What do you have to offer?" Leo asked teasingly, which made my jaw clench at the sight. This wasn't the time for games! My sister could be killed any moment! I watched as Percy look at me, as if expecting me to pull something out of my ass as payment, which made me frown. "I'll give you my secret stash of Tim-Tams when you build it, now we gotta hurry!" I gave in, which made Leo quirk his eyebrow in confusion at the offer.
Right, Australian biscuits. I forgot.
Leo then nodded, "Alright then, a boat you shall receive, Percy and weird stranger!" He exclaimed before making his way down to the nearby shore where I used to rest. Percy turned to me and smiled, patting my shoulder before inviting me to walk back to his Cabin, keeping his promise about packing after getting the builder to make the boat.
I'll keep us together as a family, Marceline. I promise.
(A/N: Hi! I'm gonna be uploading more chapters a lot slower because I just moved into a new house, but when it's the holidays, I'll make a lot more!)
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"Let Poseidon Drown Me." A PJO Oc Fanfic.
Fanfiction"The Oracle said that two siblings were to join Camp Half-Blood and either destroy Half-Blood Hill or rebuild it." Two halfbloods are faced with new challenges unknown to the dullness of mortals. However, despite the terrible torturers that they mus...
