Percy Jackson's Last Breath

T H E R O O M

Percy laid still, his face void of emotion. His body was bare and naked, for what was left of his clothing had been destroyed long ago. There wasn't a single spot on his body where there wasn't a scar. If someone were to bump into him, they would have never recognized him to be Percy.

Three long and miserable years have passed. To Percy and Noimo, it felt like three million years, heck, even longer than that. After two years of being tortured, around a year ago, Percy had stopped showing any sign of pain or any other emotion. Which pissed the b***h off beyond words. She worked harder at bringing misery to Percy, completely pissed off at the fact that he wasn't entertaining her with his howls of pain.

Noimo didn't know how Percy did it, how he could just shut off his ability to show his emotions, his pain, his compassion.

Noimo hated watching Percy being hurt, no, that isn't right. Noimo hated watching Percy being brutally murdered over and over again. Now that's more like it. Noimo always watched with a broken heart full of anguish.

The ugly b***h circled around Percy like predator. Her mouth formed an ugly snarl as she sucked her rotten teeth. "What is wrong with you?!" She aggressively growled with bared teeth. She tangles her scrawny fingers in Percy's hair, pulling at his scalp. Percy remained impassive causing her to clench her teeth and breathe harshly. "Huh?! Why aren't you screaming?!" She spits harshly in his face. She removes her hands as if she was burned and raised them above her head in exasperation. Throwing her head back to scream, she put her hands to her face. Quickly, she paced to the table of weapons and grabbed a gun. Putting her fingers on the trigger, she cocked the pistol. She sighed loudly as she turned around and looked at Percy. With a dangerous glint in her eyes, she smiled disturbingly. "Let's see if you'll be able to hold back now," She taunted him, "I'll just shoot every single limb in your body and continue until you bleed out and die." She grew angry when she received no reaction from him and spoke to him in a singsong voice, "Seaweed Brain." Noimo flinched and Percy snapped, "Do you seriously think that this is going to hurt me after everything you put me through? If you do, you're even dumber than I thought. So go ahead, shoot me, cut off all my limbs, kill me. I. Don't. Care."

Her eyes flashed in fury as she pointed the gun at him. Noimo tightly shut his eyes, not able to watch as the scene unfolded in front of him. Once she fired the gun, Noimo couldn't ignore the loud BANG and opened his eyes regrettably.

The bullet had entered through the eye socket. It was dark red, pooling with blood, already blackening. Some brain matter had exploded from the back of his skull and splattered on the table and onto the floor. The remaining eye remained open, staring blankly at her.

Percy stayed dead for five minutes. And then his body began to twitch and slowly, but surely, goes back to its normal color. Percy's lifeless body became alive again. His wounds close and reproduce a new eye. Percy's fingers twitch as he was finally able to breath again. Gaining consciousness, Percy jerks his head upright and sucks in a deep breath, his face red and veins popping. It took a few seconds for his breathing to return to normal. Ten minutes. It takes ten whole minutes for Percy to die and come back alive again. The idea never fails to be so bizarre to Noimo.

"Is that all you got?"  He provokes her tauntingly. Her face screws up into a look of anger, one Noimo hasn't seen so strongly. Noimo's fear for Percy suddenly grew by a million.

Her breaths were raspy and shallow, her body shakes violently, and her face was a dark red. She lunges herself at Percy but suddenly stops. After a moment of silence, Percy shows emotion and blinks at nothing in surprise. He expected her to jump him, not just do nothing. She straightens her back and shudders as she takes a deep breath.