We are legacy's

Why Didn't You Tell Me?!

A/N hey guys, this is another trigger warning! this chapter contains (although not very accuratly written) torture, abuse, blood and injury. Be cautious with reading this chapter 


Annabeth's POV

I watched helplessly as Mnemosyne put her hands on Percy's temples. I heard her whisper something to him before his eyes closed. Tartarus' empty laugh echoed around the cell, sending shivers down my spine. "This is going to be fun!.

As Mnemosyne stepped away from my husband, panic started to build up inside me and like a dam (A/N haha dam) it overflowed.  "What did you do to him!?" I weakly questioned, struggling to keep my eyes open. Tartarus turned to look at me.

It took all my strength to keep eye contact. "I just did what I had to" Tartarus said calmly. He slowly stalked up to me "if its anyone's fault it yours, you..." Tartarus was interrupted by a week voice.

"N-no! not again! Leave me alone!" we both look over to Percy. He was shaking more then I've ever seen him. Sweat and tears dripped from his face. "Percy! Percy wake up!" I yelled pulling at my chains, trying to get to him.

"Oh, look its started" Tartarus chirped with excitement. Angrily looking towards Tartarus i used all the defiance I still had and asked again "what have you done to him?".

"oh, don't raise your voice at me 'Annie'!" Tartarus snapped mockingly. I felt the anger in me build. He turned to look at Percy, snapping his fingers the chains around Percy's wrist snap. He fell roughly to the ground, he didn't stir only shaking more violently.

"What memory did you show him?!" I looked directly at Mnemosyne, she looked down avoiding my eye. "Well since you really want to know..." Tartarus turns around to Mnemosyne "I'll let you join him!".

Mnemosyne reluctantly nodded walking over to me. "Wait!" my voice echoed around the silent cell. Tartarus turned and started to walk out the cell. Mnemosyne now stood right in front of me, raising her hands. Her deep green eyes met mine, and like she did to Percy she whispered to me, three words "please forgive me".

Her cold hands met my forehead "S-stop! No!" I mumbled. As I felt my mind being sucked inwards my eyesight shrinking to darkness. My eyes opened again to a dark hallway, Percy's apartment? Why are we here?

I was broken from my thoughts as a pained scream filled my ears. I have never heard a scream that full of pain. My legs moved before my mind, I ran down the long hallway into where the scream came from.

I entered the living room, it looked different from the one I knew. The smell of alcohol hit me, overwhelming any other senses I had before. I quickly looked further into the room, I could see two figures one smaller than the other.

My eyes landed on a small boy on the ground, probably five years old. He had familiar raven black hair and sea green eyes drowning in tears. "Percy?" I whispered shocked.

The longer I stood frozen in my tracks and looked the more I noticed. I could see Percy surrounded by a puddle of his own blood, leaking from a cut in his side. He was cowering with his hands over his head in a ball on the red strained floor.

"You're pathetic!" said the figure standing over him, before kicking the little boy in my ribs. The man looked like a mess, overweight, smelly, red eyed. Who was he? I know I've seen him before.

"P-please st-stop" I nearly missed the weak voice of young Percy. Clearly the man caught every word. "Oh sorry punk, do you want me to stop? Does this hurt?" the man growled, mimicking a whining child.

He took a swig of his beer and smashed the glass on a table. He slowly stomps closer to Percy "would you like this instead!" he spat, as he thrusted the broken beer bottle into the boys side.