The Blood of Olympus

Percy Jackson

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Percy Jackson~*

    The second Tartarus entered the room, Percy slammed his back into the wall. Just like when he dropped his sword in Tartarus, an overwhelming sense of fear came over him. His hands shook, his mind went blank, and everything else suddenly disappeared. All he could see was the man, god, thing, in front of him.

    "Perseus, Jason, what a... pleasure. Gaea has told me so much about you Jason, and Perseus my, my, my we have business to settle." Percy's heart thumped as Tartarus got closer to him, and flinched when he laid his hand on his shoulder. "But before I can do that, we must chat."

    His head twitched to Jason, who was just staring, shell shocked. "Sadly I will not be able to converse with you today, Mr. Grace. I like to take my time when talking, and me and Mr. Jackson have much to talk about." Jason just stood there mutely.

    Tartarus waved his hands at Percy, and he was released from his shackles. Once Percy had fallen to the ground still to tired and terrified, Tartarus rested a finger on Percy's head. Immediately he felt his limbs go immobile, and all chance of escape flew out the window.

    Something grabbed Percy's arms, and started dragging him out of the room. Jason still hadn't moved.

    He was dragged threw several damp and dark chambers, but he didn't really pay attention. All he could think of was being dragged back into Tartarus. Alone. Without Annabeth. Percy was about to have a full out panic attack when he heard him chuckle. "You should be afraid."

   Percy had never felt so hopeless. Not even in Tartarus had he felt so completely drained. Annabeth was his literal life line, so facing the horrors of the pit wasn't as bad. But now, without even her for comfort, and being faced with the monster of all monsters himself, he wanted to give up.

    Finally they reached a small room with a thick metal door. Whoever had been dragging him, pulled him over to an iron chair, and tied his hands and feet down. Once they were gone Tartarus tilted Percy's face to look at him. It was disorientating to look at a black vortex, when he knew a face should be there. Tartarus got his face right next to Percy's. "I lied. I really don't have much to say to you. Have fun Perseus."

    Tartarus swiftly exited the room, and slammed the door, leaving Percy in total darkness.....

      Hours. It felt like hours he had been sitting in the same spot. No way to move, no person to talk to, just darkness. His heart beat anxiously waiting for him to come back, and his ADHD was making everything worse causing him to panic more. Percy's breaths started to quicken and shorten. The world seemed to tilt, but suddenly he wasn't alone.

    "Percy. Why did you do this to me?" Bianca stood in the corner of the room, her face tear stained and stricken.

    "B-Bianca?" Percy spluttered

     "How could you! I was young, I finally had a chance to live my own life! I never even got to say goodbye to my baby brother, and It's YOUR FAULT!" She screeched.

    "Bianca, I-I swear I-"

    "Haven't you done enough already? She's not the only one you let down, Percy. I thought I could trust you. And do you know where that landed me? DEAD! I was going to make it! I was going to have a life, but know you had to be stupid and I PAYED THE PRICE!" Beckendorf appeared out of nowhere.

    Percy's vision was clouding with tears, and his chest ached with guilt. "P-Please, I never meant to-"

    "Save it, Jackson. They all have vallid reason to hate you, and so do I." Luke appeared in the room. Calm and collected Luke looked the most dangerous. "You seriously gave me the knife? I was going insane and you gave me a knife? Let me ley YOU in on a little seceret. It would have worked out better if you haden't given the knife to me. Annie would have given me the strength to fight of Kronos and kill him. Sadly the "hero" had to give me a knife, and let me kill myself. I would have gotten better! I would have changed! But you dubbed yourself an executioner and handed  me a KNIFE!"

    Tears started to pool out of Percy's eyes. He knew this was all meant to unsettle him, but inside he knew there was grain of truth to what they were saying.

    "You were supposed to help us. YOU LIED!"

     That was it. He couldn't take it. Percy screamed, and started thrashing trying to get out of the chair. The illusions in the room just watched, and laughed. His heart started beating rediculously fast, and his head was spinning. Suddenly it was becoming harder, and harder to breath. Percy realized he was having a panic attack, but he couldn't find it in himself to calm down.

    To monsters Percy couldn't identify entered the room. One unchained him, and the second pinned him to the floor. They secured a pair of cuffs around his wrist, and dragged him back through the chambers. Percy noted that Tartarus was standing next to the chamber, watching in satisfaction as Percy thrashed and cried out.

    They threw him into the cell, not even bothering to re-shackle him. Jason started shouting his name, trying to get Percy's attention, but it wasn't working. Percy couldn't get the visions out of his head. He kept screaming, and thrashing while Jason stood by helpless. Eventually exhaustion took over, and sleep overcame him. Before he went to sleep, though, a voice whispered in his head.

   "Revenge, Perseus. Revenge."

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