The Return of Evil | A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

=8= VOICES AND AFTER EFFECTS

[A/N: Hey guys ;)! Tikachi here and I have AMAZING NEWS!!! Me & Kittys_Stories are working on a collab together! It's a Percy Jackson torture story called 'Prisoner' and it will be on my account, so.... CHECK IT OUT! XD Anyway, this chapter is dedicated to:
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=PIPER'S POV=

It wasn't the terrifying memories that kept replaying over and over in my mind that hurt the most.

It was the voices.

They whispered in my ear, trying to make me give up, trying to make me give in to the darkness. But the worst thing was that they were the voices of them- my friends. Jason, Annabeth, Leo, my dad- Tristan Mclean, everyone I had ever known and liked now turned against me.

"You're so weak Piper. I don't even know why I'm dating you, I could easily dump you for Drew. I mean, who wouldn't? She's waaaaaay hotter than you,"  Jason drooled.

An image flashed across my mind: Jason had his arm around Drew, they were sitting on the roof of Cabin One, gazing up at the stars.

"I'm cold Jason," Drew complained.

"Then come here, Beauty Queen," he motioned for her to move closer.

Beauty Queen.

I had always hated the nickname. But now, Jason said it like he actually thought that she was the prettiest girl in the world. Just the thought of Jason actually liking Drew made me feel like throwing up. The fact that he used my nickname was just infuriating.

Drew snuggled up closer to Jason. "I love you Jason."

He smiled at her. A genuine smile full of love. "I love you too Drew Tanaka."

And then the most horrifying thing happened: they kissed.

Fortunately for me, the image ended just as quickly as it appeared- leaving me in the ominous blackness that surrounded me once more [A/N: Sound familiar?]. Although my luck never held.

This time it was Annabeth.

"Poor, poor Piper..." She mocked. "You're so predictable, like seriously!" Her voice sounded like a snobby teenager at the mall, which was really unlike her. Whoever was conjuring up these voices didn't know the first thing about Annabeth Chase. It was so funny I almost started giggling right there and then.

I guess whoever-it-was heard my thoughts because snobby Annabeth's voice changed so she sounded more like herself: "You're just like all the other Aphrodite girls," she sneered. "Weak, annoying and useless."

That stung. I felt like I had been hit by Apollo's sun chariot all over again- but this time the emotional pain was times ten. The feeling just got worse, expanding in my chest like an infection, because what she had said was exactly what I had been thinking the past few days. I had tried to boost my self-confidence, but those words had always lingered in the back of my mind.

Weak, annoying, useless...

Was that all I was?

Fake Annabeth slowly faded back into the black abyss- not that I cared, because in her place was... Yep, you guessed it: Leo.

"You're supposed to be a daughter of Aphrodite! " He yelled, his voice full of hurt. "Where were you when I needed help?! Did you comfort me when I left Calypso? NO!"