Seal of the Betrayed

Not a Good Decision to go to the Bar

Ch. 15

Percy sat in a large plush chair. It looked like more of a throne than a chair but considering its surroundings and location, it was chair.

Zoë sat in a similar chair beside him, her eyes glued to the situation in front of her as she couldn't keep the amused expression off her face.

Percy yawned a bit before he flicked his wrist.

In front of him, the floor of a platform dropped as a woman's body fell too, only to stop suddenly when the rope around her neck ran out of slack.

Percy watched with mild interest as the woman's feet kicked wildly as she desperately scrambled for something to find her footing and relieve the pressure around her throat.

Percy's eyes never left the woman as her struggling slowed before her body stopped moving completely as she swung lazily from the noose around her neck.

Percy sighed and snapped his fingers as the plank shot back up and the woman's eyes shot wide open, her breaths ragged as the life came back to her.

"Are you getting bored of this yet Athena? We've been at this all afternoon and to be honest, watching you die over and over again is getting old for me. What about you? Are you ready for something else?" Percy asked in a bored tone.

Athena just stared at the one time savior of Olympus with fear.

"Please Percy. Please just let me die." Athena whimpered out as fresh tears welled up in her eyes.

Percy rolled his eyes before snapping his fingers again. A second noose appeared a few feet away from her as a young man with blonde hair and grey eyes looked around wildly.

"Maybe this will be better. Instead of watching you die, we can watch you watch as Malcolm dies." Percy said perking up a bit.

"Percy, he is innocent." Athena pleaded. "He didn't even vote for your banishment. Please, hurt me, but let him be."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "Interesting point you make but sadly your physical suffering has become far too boring for my interests. I think it's time for some mental anguish. You know, just to mix it up a bit."

Athena opened her mouth but Zoë snapped her fingers as the plank under Malcolm's feet dropped. Athena tried to lunge towards her strangling adult son but the noose around her neck was ever so conveniently not long enough. Athena was forced to watch as tears fell from her eyes.

Once Malcolm hang dead on the rope, Percy waved his hand as the rope snapped and Malcolm dropped to the ground in a heap.

Percy whistled loudly, "Mrs. O'Leary. Why don't you bring Malcolm here down to our home? He looks in need of a vacation and Hell is just lovely this time of the year."

Athena looked panicked, "No, please. You had your fun, let him live!"

Zoë gave Percy a look at made him stand up.

"Stop!" Percy yelled to the large invisible dog trotting towards Malcolm's corpse. "Athena is right. Malcolm should be alive for this."

Percy snapped his fingers as Malcolm jolted upright clawing at his neck before he realized he was no longer being hung.

"Now you can bring him home. Go ahead girl." Percy said smirking.

Malcolm tried to scramble back but it was hopeless. You simply can't run from what you can't see. Malcolm screamed in pain as a claw ripped open a deep gash in his leg before the invisible hound pounced, snapping her jaws into Malcolm's neck as blood splattered all around. Athena cried out for her son but could only watch his limp body in sorrow.