The Daughter of Aries: A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

The Interrogation

Chapter 21: The Interrogation

“Mia this is a really bad idea.” Percy said jogging to keep up with me. I ignored him and kept walking to the big house. I was no longer intimidated by this place, the powerful people, and all the ‘magic’ that was here. Not even the gods would screw with me now on my warpath. I could hear and see everything around me telling me my control was slipping. I could practically feel my eyes turning into the vicious red color they did before I went on the rampage. And that’s exactly what I want. A rampage.

I wanted the truth. It turns out Percy’s plan was a bit slow for me and wasn’t strong enough to work. He wanted to help and I was thankful but I couldn’t wait any longer. I was done playing by their rules, now they’re going to play by mine. My rules not theirs.

I could feel everyone’s eyes on me but I was too far gone to feel subconscious. I could feel the energy inside me flowing to the surface, to out puts of my body. My nails lengthened and glowed red. My hair changed from its brown with red highlights to a glowing vibrant red. “Damn it Mia, listen to me. You’re not in control, you need to take a step back and think about what you’re doing.” Percy pleaded, but I didn’t respond.

I walked up the stairs, noticing in unnatural detail the small cracks in the wood and how most of chipped paint hung on to by no more than a thread. Shoving open the old door I stepped over the threshold. I moved through the house quickly but I couldn’t even here my own footsteps.

I pushed open Chiron’s office door not bothering to knock. His head whipped up from the paper work looking startled. He took me in: glowing hair, blood red nails, glowing eyes and all. I watched his muscles tense and just for that moment we took each other in. He leaned back in his wheel chair taking a deep breath and I leaned my arm on the chair opposite his desk. “Hello Mia, what can I do for you?” he asked, His voice so light and friendly it completely caught me off guard but I quickly recovered.

“Hi Chiron,” I said with a sickly sweet tone. Letting voice ooze everything I was the feeling: the anger, hate, betrayal and fear all rolled up into two words. “I think it’s about time we had a talk.” I walked around the seat and sat down. “Shall we?”

Logan

“Logan focus.” Annabeth told me for the millionth time and I held back the urge to choke that little pail neck of hers. She looked at me probably seeing my change. “Those aren’t your thoughts, you need to sort them out, don’t let it control you.” God I wonder if this is what having a life coach is like. “Good, do whatever you just did.”

“What the hell are you-“I started but was cut off when she lobbed a stone the size of baby giant head at me. I hit the ground but had the realization that if I was normal I would be dead right now. “What the Fuck!” I screamed but all she did was roll her eyes.

“Don’t be such a baby.” She said and chucked a rock even bigger than the last but I moved out of the way again.

“This is retarded, why the hell are we-“I ducked, “doing this anyway. How is this helping?”

“You’re multi-tasking. You need to think, control it and decode all your own thoughts.”

“What? Decode my freaking thoughts what the hell is that supposed to mean.” Who the hell does she think she is treating me like this? I’m stronger than she can ever hope to be so why the hell am I putting up with any of this shit.

Exactly, I’ve been saying this for days now. Who do you trust more? An immature little girl still learning to tie her shoe laces or being older than most of the gods in existence. A being who knows more than this girl could ever obtain in her entire life time. Who do you trust more her or us.