A Short-tempered, Psychotic Sister

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As Annabeth, Will, Thalia, Reyna and Frank prepared for the mission, Percy and Nico sat tiredly in separate cells at Star Labs.

The door shielding the prisoner's view through the glass of their jailers lifted smoothly, revealing a tall man with dark hair and dark eyes, and a set jaw.

Barry Allen moved to stand just before his captive, only a strong sheet of glass between them. Percy had waves of anger emitting from his body as Barry knelt down, staring coldly into his eyes.

"Leave him alone," Percy demanded, glaring back at Barry's golden oculi (a/n it means eyes). The eidolon had taken Barry months ago, leading him to find Percy and trap him in Star Labs.

Barry tilted his head and smiled slyly. "Why should I? This... this body... it's amazing. I would choose to possess him over any of you."

"Joe will come looking, you know," said Percy. Barry laughed cynically.

"I highly doubt that. You see, I took a quick trip to Opal City, where Joe was staying, and had him move in three cells down."

"Now, you are a son of Poseidon? And Nico... a son of Hades? So I will need one more to complete the Little Big Three."

"What?" Percy's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What was he talking about?

Suddenly, Barry slammed his hands against the glass, a thunderous noise filling the cell. "Where is Thalia Grace!" He shouted, eyes burning with gold fire. Percy's lips thinned, his eyes narrowing. "How should I know?"

Barry smiled maniacally. "Of course! Of course you wouldn't know! So how about... we call her and find out?"

"No way in Tartarus. She's like my sister. A short-tempered, psychotic sister, but still. I love her. I wouldn't give her to you."

The eidolon paced in front of the cell. "Hm... well, she'll only say anything if it's you...," Suddenly, Barry looked up, a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes. "Or Nico."

Percy held his hands up in surrender. "Hey, man, leave Nico out of this. Hades, I don't even know where he is."

"I do. About two cells to the left. Special precautions put in it, so he won't be able to shadow travel."

"No, Barry, please. Or, eidolon, whatever. Please, Nico's just a kid. Use me, I'll call her. I'll say whatever you want, I promise. Just leave him alone. Please."

Percy's eyes pleaded desperately, widened and searching Barry's face for any sign of agreement.

Barry nodded slowly. "Okay, sure. But first," he said, taking a knife from the side table, "I'm gonna have to rough you up a bit."

A/N: Yeah, I know, I suck. But it's whatever.

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