Mortals Meet Percabeth and others

Gabe Version: 2

3rd P.O.V.

Gabe stared at the teens and pale man that passed by him, laughter vibrating through the empty skies of the Underworld. Gabe fought the urge to bow the best he could, his soul could recognize that this was the King of the Underworld and his son. However, he bent down, showing his bleeding back.

When he thought them to pass him up, he heard the smallest of gasps. Then, quiet whispers brushed against his pale ear. A rich, oily voice rang out, "You, come here." Gabe knew that he was the only one around, so he moved forward. "Show us your face." He moved against his will, body following the command of its king and not its mind.

Gasps rang out, then angry muttering. He waited for his eyesight to return, as there seemed to be a light coming from two of the people. After blinking for a minute, and ears straining to hear the mutters over the screams, his eyesight finally returned to normal. Gabe saw the king and the king's heir, with two other people standing on either side of the heir. The father and son were both very pale with dark hair and the same features. Standing between the king and his heir was a girl, older than the heir, with dark hair as well, but tan skin and different, but similar features.

She had vivid green eyes that shone through the darkness, watching his every move with disgust and hate. She had a rounded chin, high cheekbones, full lips, and the dark hair. All of those were classic Greek features, Gabe had learned from seeing many dead Greek demigods passing through. But her nose, those exotic eyes, straight posture, and the eyebrows were obviously Roman. Her long hair was pulled back into some kind of braid (French Braid) and exposed her slender neck, with scars peeking out from the collar of her shirt.

Her clothes were simple, Camp Half-Blood shirt and jean shorts, sneakers, the leather necklace, and a barrette in her hair. The only thing that suggested anything of her Roman connections, otherwise than the features, was a tattoo on her inner arm. It was of large trident, with a fire in the background, and small, skulls just above the trident. There was three solid lines, telling Gabe she had served for three years as a Roman.

The last figure looked similar to the girl, but in the exact opposite way. He had the dark hair, the eyebrows, and the relaxed posture from his Greek side. From the Romans, he had the strong jaw, the chin, exotic eyes, and the aristocrat structure of them. He had on the Camp shirt, dark jeans, and black Converses. His dark hair was messy, windswept was the word that came to mind. He also had on the leather necklace, both of them had eight beads, with a nearly identical tattoo on the inside of his arm.

It had the trident, with the fire in the background, but there was no skulls above the trident. Instead, there was an owl sitting on top of the trident. Below all of this was three solid lines, thick and black. He was standing on the other side of the heir, all three of them glaring at the soul. His King stepped forward and spoke in a slick voice that sent shivers down his spine, or where his spine would be if he was alive. "You are to meet Alecto and tell the Plan Beta."

Then they all turn to the looming castle, and walk away. The heir holds the girl's hand, and seemed to be whispering into her ear. She relaxed, into the same posture as the other boy. Gabe found his body  bringing him to the demon woman, the one that smiled cruelly whenever she saw anything. "Lord Hades told me to tell you 'the Plan Beta'." The smile that spread across her face was so horribly cold and twisted that it alone haunted Gabe in every free moment he had.

And, for all eternity, he would never know that the two teenagers he had met that fateful day was his ex-stepchildren, and that the girl had told her boyfriend, Nico, the scarring and horrible things that he had done to her.