We are legacy's

Please! No!

Disclaimer: I haven't done one of these in a while so here I go! I don't own any characters they belong to Uncle Rick (Rick Riordan) I only own Sunday, Luke and any other OC's as well as the plot. Also drawing is not mine!

P.S italics are present Percy's thoughts

Percy's POV

My eyes stung as a bright light shone in through the open truck door. Annabeth and I sat looking up at the familiar cyclopes in front of us.

"Get up! Boss wants to see you" one of the cyclopes barked. I heard Annabeth slowly stand. She knew we were too weak to fight. I tried following her lead and on shaky legs stood. A shape pain shot down my bloody leg.

I wobbled on two feet black dots splashed my vison, next thing I knew I was lying on the hard floor of the truck. I heard Annabeth shout my name. "HEY! I SAID GET UP" a gruff voice snapped me back to reality.

I felt a large hand roughly wrap around my arm. My whole body shuttered, I closed my eyes as images flooded my mind. Flashes ofhimlaughing, standing over me the look of a murderer flashing in his eyes. Horrible memories that I tried so hard to supress were surfacing.

"Percy...Percy!" I heard a distant voice "...Percy snap out of it!". My eyes flickered open, I could feel wet trails running down my cheeks. Looking around I could see Annabeth's worried face, she was upside down. I noticed I was being carried on the shoulder of one of the cyclopes.

Feeling a sharp shoulder digging into my cut stomach, I let out a small yelp. "Oh, would you look who decided to join us?" before I could see where the voice came from, I was dropped to the ground.

My face hit the dirt and I could feel ropes cutting my wrists, there is no way I can reach riptide. "Get up! Sea scum" slowly I stood. Both cyclopes were looked at me with their huge eyes. A pair of bloodshot eyes flashed in my mind, I slowly brought a fist up to my head repeatably hitting it hard.

Once the memory stopped I could hear the two cyclopes laughing "So much for Olympus' saviour!". In a small burst of anger, I tried walking up to them, I wanted to punch one so bad. I quickly regrated my decision wobbling on weak legs.

I would have fallen if Annabeth hadn't have let me lean on her shoulder. I smiled at her gratefully. "Alright keep walking! Boss is waiting!" the larger cyclops pushed Annabeth and I in front of them.

As we walked I observed our environment. We were on a long dirt path, it stretched quite a long distance and was surrounded by tears. At the end of the path was a huge mountain, black smoke surrounded the peak. Straining my eyes, I could see a large building through the dark mist.

As were grew closer I could see the structure better. The building looked like an ancient Greek temple, its black stone radiating dark energy so strong I could feel it from the foot of the mountain.

After walked up the mountain's winding path for a few minutes, I could hear the distant sound of running water. "Hey, Perce?" Annabeth turned to me her voice low "Do you hear that?". I nodded closing my eyes, I tried concentrating on the water.

"Useless" a familiar voice echoed on my head. In the dark of my eyes I saw an image of a fat middle aged man, he held a knife loosely in his bloody hand. Violently I shook my head, pushing down the memory.

I turned to Annabeth worry evident on her face. "I-I can't focus" I whispered, she nodded. I quickly looked down at my feet as we walked, embarrassed for how useless I felt. After a few minutes we had reached the large doors of the temple.

Now that we were closer, I could see the stones and door, faces swirled around their surface. They whispered words I couldn't hope to understand. Annabeth and I stood still as the doors slowly opened with a loud creak.