Guardian Of Artemis-Percy Jackson Betrayal || #Wattys2016

Chapter 4-Please Set Me Free

First of all, plz listen to the song as u read. Really works for this chapter.
Ok so now that it's the weekend, I will probably upload a little more, because now I have time to write during the day. Hope you liked that chapter. I'm not going to spend like a bajillion chapters in tartars, because that means I would have to show you five Earth years worth of Percy's torture. So I will skip all that, and Percy can have flashbacks, he can explain things, stuff like that. It would probably take me a month to complete how long he was in Tartarus if I wrote for hours every day. Ok onto the story because all this bold text is probably annoying af.
Third Person POV
That was the last anyone saw of Perseus Jackson. Sure, some of the nymphs watched him, but even during that time, nobody really saw him.

The nymphs weren't exactly surprised that he disappeared off the face of the Earth a few days later. He probably committed suicide, that poor boy. Some people felt a little bad for them. Everyone that knew what happened to him, so pretty much everyone but the hunters and Nico, thought that he was the one committing these crimes.

They would have never thought that it was Domenik, the great son of Zeus.

They also would have never thought that he was in Tartarus, being tortured by the worst of the gods, spirits, titans, and monsters. Or that he was too loyal to the people that he loved to join them, like they wanted him to. Even though these people betrayed every last ounce of him. He still loved them.

He still does.
Percy's Point Of View
I bow for Zeus. Poseidon glares at me like I just hit his mother. The other gods just look at me. Not knowing how to look at me. To them I'm the insane kid that killed his ex girlfriend, tried to ruin the life of camp and the son of Zeus, the boy that was so horrible that he had to be disowned.

Well, not all the gods look at me like that. For example, Athena looks at me like she wants to blast my head off my body. I hope she does. I do. I want it to end.

"Why have you come here, um... You?" See? Even Zeus doesn't like me. Nobody can stand me. Lord Zeus doesn't know how to address me. He certainly won't call me by my real name. I'm a disgrace. To myself, to camp, to Olympus.

"I want you to do me a favor."

Zeus has an expression that says no.

"Please," I beg, "You wouldn't need to look at me again. I'd be out of your hair. Forever. I promise. Just do this one favor for me."

Zeus sighs. "Okay."

I look at him. "And you have to promise you'll do it? You'll swear on the River Styx?"

"Young man, that depends on what it is."

I sigh. Here it goes.

"I want you to kill me."

Everyone gasps. Even Poseidon. Even Athena. Everyone. Artemis looks at me, almost sorry for me. Maybe she is. So what though, really?

"I can't do it myself. Whenever I run a knife over my wrist, or try to stab myself, I barely feel anything. Because it's nothing close to the pain I have felt for the past years. I have tried so many times to get rid of myself. In so many ways. It will never work unless it can beat the pain of the past two centuries. Yes, century. I know I was gone for about five years, but it was equal to exactly two hundred years."

By now, nobody knows how to look at me. My father-sorry, Poseidon, just stares at me. Everyone thinks I'm crazy. Nobody knows what has happened to me.

Demeter speaks up. "You look just like you did when you were 17, nothing like a 22 year old, or even worse, a 217 year old. Well, except..."

"Dull eyes? That no longer see brightness, instead the memories of the past years? A scarred, beaten body that is so pale, you can almost see right through it? A frown that will never turn back into a smile for as long as I live?" I finish for her. "Yup, sounds about right. Thanks for noticing."

Zeus gulps, then says, "I will not kill you, Perseus." That's the first time he said my name.

"Why? I'm a disgrace! I supposedly killed Annabeth, tried to betray you guys, had do be disowned by my own dad! At least, that's what you all think. You believe that scumbag Domenik. What is there that you see left in me?"

Athena gets up. "You did kill my daughter!"

I break into tears right then and there. I didn't. Even after so many years, they still believe him. Domenik. The guy that ruined my life, forever.

"Please. Let me free! Can't you tell that I'm hurting? First everyone that I love betrays me! I am fatherless, and I can add motherless, too. Someone killed my mom. I know who. You'd just never believe me, would you? Domenik is apparently innocent! Have you ever considered that maybe he's the liar? That thought never crossed your mind, did it? Did it!" By now I'm screaming so loud that people in Indiamcan probably hear me.

Zeus blinks. A sad expression crosses his face. "I am unsure of what to think. I do know that I will not have you simply throw your life away, when instead it can be mended."

Poseidon huffs.

"How can you fix this?" I ask, and tear my shirt off.

My body looks like a battlefield. Three long, deep, open gashes run down my stomach. My chest has so many bruises that you'd think I had frostbite in my chest. I guess.

My arms are chopped up. There's still raw flesh here and there, sorta poking out. My side is infected by a large patch of torn away flesh. My back has a log scar running down it. Parts of it are open and bleeding fresh blood. There are other large wounds, but that one is the most noticeable. I also have a scar running down my left cheek. That one I know will stay there forever.

My left arm is broken. So is my nose. I have a dent in my forehead. I can assure you it looked worse 37 years ago.
Everyone can only stare at the top half of my body. I'll bet nobody is wondering how I managed to rip my own shirt off.

Artemis and Zeus look at each other. Almost like Zeus is sending her a message, or maybe the opposite. They both nod. Artemis looks at me.

"I can offer you a better life. Join the hunt. Be my male hunter. You are the only man that is good in the world. A better boy than some of the other Olympians." She throws a mean look at Ares. I laugh. Not physically, but mentally.
"Be my guardian, Perseus Jackson."
Oi a cliffhanger! Mwahaha! Tell me how you liked that one. We all already know what Percy is gonna say, but I'm cutting it off there anyways. Mostly because I'm hungry and craving a cinnamon bun. But also because I think it's an evil place to end it! Tee hee!
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