The Last True Hero (A Percy Jackson Abuse Story)

Scars

Percy P.O.V
I was sick and tired of everyone worrying about me. Only two people know about me being abused and my depression. Thalia and Hestia. Thalia found out a few years ago during a game of capture the flag. Luckily she was the only one there. Hestia found out because of me giving Elpis (hope) to her. My hope was that no one would have to go through what I did. I would keep fighting until my friends were safe. Hestia is the only person who doesn't worry about my well being but she did look a little sad. She swore on the Styx she wouldn't tell anyone unless I said she could. Thalia also swore but I can't talk to her while she's with the hunt. Doesn't help that Iris and Fleecy like eavesdropping. Hestia was the only person who knew I can actually control the Mist. I made them think I couldn't because I only uses it to hide my scars. I showed Hestia my abuse scars but I have never shown my self inflicted scars. Scars I made on myself. Some in looping shapes that are letters. Some just straight lines. Only I know they are there and what the letters spell. I have parallel lines across my back because Gabe somehow got his hands on a whip. I have long jagged scars on my arms and legs from broken glass. Large raised scars from burns and Gabe peeling off sections of my skin with a knife. Short and wide scars on my legs from being stabbed with a knife. I survived all this because Gabe found out about my ability to heal in water when he tried to drown me when I was 8.
There are many more scars but somethings that are worse don't leave scars.I wasn't only physically abused. It also was sexual abuse from the age of seven. I hid all this from Mum because I didn't want her hurt. I'm not going to into detail about that but I think this is enough for you too know that I didn't really have a childhood. All my life has just been all different kinds of pain. I hid the scars because I knew about the Gods for a long time so I contacted Hecate to see if she was willing to show me how to control the Mist. Hecate didn't just show me she taught me. After awhile she decided she had grown to fond of my protectiveness to let me try and do it without help. She gave me a pendant and told me I can store some of my strength in it and that currently it contained her blessing and explained that she couldn't dirrectly bless someone but her children are born with her blessing. Hecate also told me that I was more than worthy of her blessing as I didn't want the power to control others but the power to protect my family and friends. She was the first to figure out my fatal flaw.
So I put the necklace on and I felt a rush of power flood my body. My injuries faded to scars and the pendant shimmered and dissapeared. I knew it was still there as I could still feel the cold metal biting my flesh. I thought it would hurt but its a plesant feeling. Like I was safe. But I knew it wouldn't last. Gabe would come looking for me soon.
I realise that while I was lost in thought I had arrived at Olympus. I came her to talk to Hestia and tell her goodbye. I was sick and tired of everyone worrying about me and then getting me to do shit for them. So I decided I'm going to go live in the mortal world until I calm down. The only people from the Greek world i will talk to will be Hestia, Thalia and Annabeth. The three people who don't make me do shit for them or don't worry about me. I'm okay with doing things for Hestia as they normally are rescuing demigods and either sending them to Artemis or sending them to their corresponding camp. I've come across a few Romans while doing jobs for Hestia. So I send them to the Wolf House. I contact Thalia when I find a girl I want to send to the hunt. Now most of the younger hunters think of me as a brother and I'm okay with that as long as they don't attack my friends.
Alot has happened since retuning from Greece.

A/N Chapters a bit late but oh well. Thanks for reading. Bye.