Luke's POV
We had to go inside Percy's mind. He didn't look too thrilled to have that happen to him again, but he didn't say anything as he just looked in between all of us, eyes calculating.
The time finally came, though, and we were all sitting in a circle. Apollo said he could get all of us into his head to see what was going on. He set his hands on Percy's head and my world suddenly went dark.
We appeared in Percy's mind. There were doors lining both sides of the hallway we were in. And the walls were all blue.
"What are the doors for?" Tony asked. Apollo looked over at them.
"They're memories," he said. "C'mon." He walked forward and continued to walk until we got to about the end. He turned to a door. "I think he's in here." He opened the door and we all stepped in, though all we saw was black.
Then, the lights turned on and a young version of Percy was standing there with a man leering over him.
"What did I tell you?" he sneered. Percy looked at the floor, not answering. The man backhanded him, falling him. "Say it, brat."
"Omegas are useless," he said, quietly.
"Good. So, the next time my friends are over and they want to play. What do you say?" He sniffed.
"Yes."
"Such a touching memory." We all turned to be met by Tartarus. Percy was standing a little behind him. He was wearing a straight-jacket and his lips were sewn together. Apollo had told us how he would look, but it still hurt to see.
As Tartarus talked, Percy was trying to talk to Apollo using small gestures that he could. Mostly gesturing one way or another with his head. I followed his gaze to a knife on the floor near my foot.
I looked up and met Percy's gaze. He looked scared. Yeah, he hid it well, but I could see it in his eyes. I tried to make my gaze reassuring to him. As Tartarus looked away, I grabbed the knife, holding it behind my leg. Someone, I don't know who, took it from me. I decided to let them, since they might have better aim than me.
In the next moment, Tartarus had a knife sticking out of his chest. I knew he wasn't dead. He just wouldn't be in Percy's head anymore.
Percy watched him fall to the floor, keeping his eyes on him as he exploded. Then, he just stared at the ground. I recovered first and walked over to Percy.
I undid the straight jacket and it fell to the ground. I felt anger boil inside of me when I saw millions of scars on his arms. I brushed my finger over one of them. It had to have been from electricity.
Apollo walked over and handed me a pair of scissors. I gently cut the thread out of his lips, pulling it out as gently as I could, though some of them were stuck into the skin. His lips were a bit cut up when I was finished.
I pulled Percy into my arms, nuzzling into his hair. I inhaled the scent of my Omega as he buried his face in my chest.
"I'll bring us out," Apollo murmured. We were back on Olympus.
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The Omegas 2
FanficPercy is back from Tartarus. Along with someone from his past. How will Tony and Loki feel about him?