ωμέγα (Omega)

Chapter ο

A/N: The flashback is taking place two days after the last one(cross/nails)

Two days. Two days since she last saw her seaweed brain. Two days she had heard his screams. Two days she had heard his pained sobs. Two days she had been broken. The door opened and her daily foot and water was pushed into the cell. She waited until the door closed again and began eating her bread, but she didn't touch the water. Annabeth had saved it for Percy. If he would come back to her, no, when he comes back. She would feel his kiss again and see his sweet smile only she would get. She closed her eyes as another scream reached her ears. Another scream from the lips of her boyfriend. She let the tears flow down as she heard the monsters in front of her door laughing, laughing at the pain Percy was feeling, at the torture he was going through. She laid her head against the wall and cried herself to sleep.
The creaking of the door woke her up. She rubbed her puffy eyes and yawned, but the tiredness was replaced with relief and anger as she saw who entered her cell. Tartarus was dragging a half dead boy by his hair into her cell. She covered her mouth with her hand to stop a gaps from escaping her lips. Percy looked awful. His face was ghostly pale, his cheeks stained with tears and his lips cracked from dehydration. His clothes were a bloody mess and she didn't even want to know how it looked under it. His hands were stained with dried blood, and he couldn't stand in his own, his feet unable to hold him. His eyelids half closed, those beautiful sea green eyes clouded in pain. He shook so badly, Annabeth feared he would shatter the second he touched solid ground. "Percy," she whispered, her voice echoing through the cold prison. Tartarus smirked and jerked Percy's head up, so he had to look into the pit's eyes. He wimphered, closing his eyes tightly. "I hope you learned your lesson, Jackson." Tartarus led go of Percy's head and he fell on the ground, head first, making a dull sound. He groaned and Annabeth rushed forward and cuddled his head on her lap. "Shh," she cooed, brushing his black hair out of his eyes. He seemed to relax a little and the shaking lessened. "It's ok Seaweed brain. I am here. You are safe now. We are together." She listened as his breathing slowed down. He had fallen asleep. She balled fist and looked up to the primordial in front of her. "What. Did. You. Do?", she growled, her voice low. He raised an eyebrow. "Me? Nothing much. I may have left him on the cross for those two days and forgot to bring him foot and water, but who cares. Oh, and I may have left the doors of the arena open, so maybe a few monsters visited him." He smirked. "Maybe." I wanted to punch him in the face, but Percy wimphered quietly in his sleep and I began whispering soothing words, ignoring Tartarus, until he finally left. "I am with you Percy. Don't worry."

Connor POV:

It was hilarious. Well, at least for the first two seconds, until Nico spotted us, and began sending his skeletons after us. These things can punsh. Holy Hera. Travis was still laughing his head of, while I tried to avoid getting killed from a mad son of Hades. This kid really didn't have a sense of humour. Pink looked good on him, even Will thought so, but Nico still chased us through the whole camp. Will laughed. "Chill Neeks. I like your hair colour. The pink is fancy." Nico blushed, but he still shot us the I-am-so-going-to-kill-you-after-I-killed-Will-for-calling-me-Neeks look. I sighed in relieve and ran to cabin eleven, Travis hot on my heels. "Did you see Nico's face? That was bombastic." I doubled over, laughing so hard my ribs hurt. "Yeah, and the blush on his face." We fell over laughing, almost not hearing the knock on the door. I calmed down a bit and went to open the cabin door. The second I opened it, I tried to close it again, seeing the person standing in front of our cabin, but she put her foot in the doorway, her face as red as her hair. "I swear, if you draw a plastic hairbrush over my paintings ever again, I am so going to hurt you. Do you understand?" I nodded hastily and slammed the door in her face. I turned to my brother. "Let's buy her a appeasement present. This girl is scary if she wants to be." He nodded, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "And I know exactly what we can buy her." He rubbed his hands in anticipation. "A blue plastic hairbrush."
"Brother, that is beautiful idea." We stared at each other for a moment and burst out laughing again, holding on each other for support. I grinned. "Let's go! We need a blue plastic hairbrush." Rachel is so going to kill us.

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A/N: Soo, I already said that I would write short chapters Mondays and Thursdays, and today is Monday, so yeah, a short chappy. I didn't really had any ideas, so it was more of a filler than a real chapter, but I like it. Who missed the Stoll brothers as much as I did in Hoo? Comment, vote, etc. Bye😁