The Obscured Truth

The Judgment

Percy's POV

I was woken from my precious sleep from Annabeth, who was shaking my shoulder. I groaned, pulling a pillow over my face. "Percy, this is serious. You need to get dressed. Now." She commanded, worry clear in her voice. I frowned, removing the pillow from my face.

"What's the matter?" I asked, sitting up, my tired face replaced by a concerned one.

"I... I'm not sure. The gods called a meeting, involving everyone. Hunters, both camps, and all fourteen major gods. They specifically mentioned you, and it didn't seem friendly." She explained hurriedly.

"Why didn't it seem pleasant?" I asked. I was really confused. Why would they mention me specifically? And the hunters and both camps? Was there another prophecy that I was in?

"I don't really know... I was called to Olympus to tell the camp. The gods were acting weird. Most seemed angry, some seemed sad. I don't know Percy." She sighed, finishing her explanation. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, her posture giving off her emotions.

She was tense, her brows furrowed slightly. She was frowning, her jaw clenched.

"Calm down Wise Girl, I'm sure we'll be fine. Worst case there's another prophecy." I soothed, getting out of bed. The cold wooden floor of my cabin made me shudder as I pulled her into a hug, trying my best to calm her down.

Her muscles relaxed as she hugged me back. I rubbed her back then pulled away. "Alright, I'm going to change, how are we going to get to Olympus?" I asked.

"Hmm? Oh, the gods are flashing us all the throne room in..." She checked the watch she got from Malcom and her eyes widened slightly. "Two minutes! Hurry!" She threw my drawers open and tossed me a pair on blue jeans and a dark navy blue T-shirt. I barely caught them, then she shoved me into the bathroom.

I threw on my clothes a quickly as possible, leaving my dirty clothes from yesterday that I was to lazy to take off last night on the floor. I ran out with just enough time to grab Annabeth's hand before a blinding flash enveloped us. Once the light subsided I blinked the dots out of my eyes, squeezing Annabeth's hand for a second to reassure her. She squeezed back as we looked around the throne room. Everyone was behind us, the gods staring at me with expressions I wasn't used to. Hatred, anger and sadness. I bowed. "My Lords. Why do you request our presence?" I asked politely, standing back in an upright position.

"We have been warned there is a traitor at camp." Zeus boomed. It took a while for it to register. Then it stung.

I know everyone at camp and have a good relationship with them. Well, except for the Ares cabin. Accusations of who it was rang through the throne room, while Annabeth looked at each other with sad looks.

"SILENCE!" Zeus yelled, efficiently shutting everyone up. "We already know who it is." he added, looking everyone in the eyes.

"Who is it father?" Thalia said, asking the question everyone was itching to know the answer to.

He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. He let it out before opening his eyes again, his eyes directed at me. "It is Percy Jackson." He said finally.

Me?! How could I be the traitor!? Arguments of protest rang through the audience. "There is not a chance in the world that Percy's the traitor! His fatal flaw is loyalty!" Leo yelled, serious for once.

I looked at Annabeth in shock and she returned the look. "But what if he wasn't loyal to us? What if he's loyal to the Titans and Giants that wish to overthrow us?" Zeus asked. This shut some people up, but others stayed on my side.