Percy's POV
At home, I laid in bed with Agnes after a particularly rough all nighter. Man, that woman really missed her dick appointments. I looked at the blonde and started to feel sadness creep into my heart.
Nope, nuh-huh. We just got back, no time for that bullshit.
I kissed her forehead and got out of bed. Tossing on some random clothes I left my bedroom. With it being Friday, I could take Nico and Bianca somewhere after school. For now, breakfast and getting them to school. Do I even need to take them? Eh, I will anyway.
Wonder what my multiple mes are up to right now.
(Most of'em ain't important cuz those plotlines ain't going anywhere so let's focus on a few that does count.)
"Please. Stop with the baby voice." I groaned at my mom and Charlie. We were down in hell and I'd brought Karlie with me. Why? My mom couldn't leave and she wanted to see her grandbaby.
Karlie was loving the attention. She gurgled happily and reached for any hand or finger that got close to her. Angel was there too, but he was sitting a little further away with a grimace on his face. He was just as excited about the baby as everyone else was at first, but he didn't listen when I said he needed to be quick and now he was holding a pack of frozen peas to his finger.
"You okay Angel?" I asked, looking at him. "I've got a bite mark on my finger." He deadpanned at me. "To be fair, you got off lucky. She's strong enough to bite a person's finger off completely." I chuckled. Everyone blinked at me. "No she's not." Vaggie denied. I didn't even say anything. I just held my finger in front of Karlie's face.
CRUNCH
I held up my finger, or rather what was left of the bloody mess. Everyone looked at me with wide, haunted eyes. Once I felt my point was sufficiently proven, I let my finger heal.
(At the Devil May Cry building)
Third POV
Percy was sitting behind his desk when Marianne and a girl walked into the office. Percy squinted at the girl, vaguely recognizing her.
"Hey Mari. Um, who's that?" He asked. "You don't remember her?" Marianne asked. Percy shrugged. "Vaguely." The girl scoffed. "I... I'm the girl you saved. Remember? From the bar?" She said insistently. Percy's eyes narrowed as he tried to remember. "The girl with the soul attached to her." She pointed to the floating guy. Percy hummed, still struggling to recall.
"You... Like, shot a bunch of guys!" She yelled. Percy blinked owlishly. "That does not narrow it down. I shoot a lot of people." He said with an apologetic tone. "I shoot a lot of people a lot " The girl threw her hands up. "Percy. Clairvoyance. Use it." Marianne sigh in exasperation. "Oh yeah." He quickly peered into her life.
"Oh! That girl with the ghost from the bar!" He snapped his fingers. "Wait, I didn't shjot anyone. Andy had already killed them all. Didn't he?" Marianne and Jodie couldn't stop the disbelieving laughs that came out of their mouths. "How do you not remember when you just looked?!" Jodie yelled.
"How do I not remember? Hmmm. I wonder how." Percy said, glaring at me. "Maybe it's because it was a really long time ago!"
"LET IT THE FUCK GO!!"
"NEVER BITCH!!"
"Who-who is he arguing with?" Jodie asked Marianne nervously. "Basically god." Was the reply she got. "What?!" Jodie yelped. "Yeah. Shit gets weird around here. We... We don't really know how or why, but yeah. He's been arguing with god lately. About him being late or something, we don't know." She sighed.
"PERCY!" Marianna yelled, stopping the argument. "Focus. Please. I know my tits aren't out, but come on." Jodie was sent reeling again. "Hey, hey! Don't make it seem like a perv. I'm a whore. Difference." Percy huff. "Is there?!" Jodie squeaked. "Yes. Yes there is." Percy tutted. "A perv will peak on you in the shower without permission. A whore, you'll invite into the shower with you." He explained.
Jodie didn't look convinced.
"Ah, you'll learn when you get a boyfriend." He waved off. "Anyway, what do you guys need?" Percy leaned back, kicking his legs up. "The CIA have been super adamant about getting Jodie, even though she technically wasn't part of them." He scoffed. "The government." He rolled his eyes.
"So, give me the context." He sighed. "Apparently, the facility she was in was meant to nurture her 'abilities'. They knew it wasn't her, but eh." Marianne waved off with annoyance. "They basically tried to force me to use Aiden as an attack dog." Jodie grieved. "His names Aiden?"
"Yes/Yes." Both Jodie and Aiden replied. "Hm. Okay, so they wanted you as a living weapon. Now the CIA wants you?" Jodie nodded. "My caretaker... Nathan. He signed me up." Percy hummed. "Have they been coming into Red Grave?"
"Yeah. Not hostile, but insistent." Percy sighed again. "Ok, well. They have no authority here and I'm pretty sure they know that. That's why they haven't tried force." He put his feet down and stood up. Heading to the bar. "So, sweat them out. Keep telling them to fuck off. Eventually, they'll back down or escalate." He grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"If they escalate, they overstep and we can do something about it without having them buss don our doors with their filthy laws." He handed Marianne a glass and poured them some wine. He used his powers to grab a pop from the freezer and give it to Jodie.
"So, we do nothing?" Jodie asked. "Basically." Percy shrugged. "Unsatisfied? Yeah, that's life unfortunately. But, sometimes taking action ain't the best course of action." He sipped his wine. "But... That's bullshit!" Jodie yelled. "That's not fair. How come they can just bother me and I can't do anything?! Isn't this place lawless?! Why can't we just kill them?!" Aiden readily agreed with the last question.
"This place is lawless, but it's not senseless." Percy told her calmly. "The government, while powerful, are shitty. They're not going to bother with anything that doesn't hit their pockets or undermines their control. You, are in Red Grave. Red Grave is outside of their control, but that was their decision. If they try to reverse it, they have to acknowledge they abandoned us in the first place which they won't do. Too much bad press." Percy explained.
"They're only real option is to eventually fuck off. They can't even properly claim that you're a danger, because I'm here." He shrugged. He then noticed that she was still stressed. "Jodie. Relax. You're perfectly safe here. They can't touch you." He said reassuringly. Jodie hesitantly took a deep breath and opened her soda. "There you go." He smiled.
Percy's POV
(At ze mansion)
Have fun with my clones? Yeah? Good, good. Next chapter, I'm taking my lil siblings to school. Yes, this all happened super early in the morning.
Anyway, see ya?
"That outro was lame as hell."
Kinda like not updating in a year?
"I'm not having this argument again Percy. The jokes getting old."
You're only 23 tho.
"........"
"Bitch."
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The Dead Nephilim
Fiksi PenggemarPercy is the son of Hades, god of the Underworld and Lord of the Dead and Sally Jackson, the daughter of Satan and his wife Jezebeth.
