Aquagirl (Fem. Percy x YJ)

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"Percy?" A hand shook me.

I groaned and rolled onto my side. "Five more minutes please."

I was shaken harder.

I did not respond this time, instead choosing to stare at the wall when everything from earlier came rushing back.

A few tears fell down my face. "Kaldur?" I mumbled.

"I am right here." He rested a hand on my back. I sat up and reached my arms up towards him.

He bent slightly and picked me up, arms wrapped tightly around me. My own arms wrapped around his neck and I rested my head against my shoulder.

A few whimpers escaped me and Kaldur shifted me.

"It is okay. I have you."

"Where is-?" I mumbled.

"Talking with our king. I did not allow him in here."

"Can you...can you take me to him?"

"Percy, we still do not know if he will kill you or not."

"I doubt you taking me to him will cause him to decide to kill me."

Kaldur sighed. "I will take you there, but if anything happens I retain the right to say I told you so."

He carried me through the hallways of the Cave before entering the library.

"Is she awake Kaldur?" Our king asked.

Kaldur didn't reply instead walking closer. I let go of him as I was dropped onto my father's lap. He stared at me.

"Hello Father." I whispered.

He didn't say anything and I took that as a sign to make myself more comfortable. I shifted until I could rest my head on his shoulder.

During this, it was still silent. Even when Kaldur walked out, it was quiet.

After a few minutes, Dad rested his hand on my side. "You know what we're talking about. I doubt you want to listen to this. So why do you want to be in here?"

"I just want to."

"Percy."

I bit the inside of my lip and didn't respond.

"Perseus." Dad warned.

"Even though I know the punishment I face, you are still my father. And yes, you have not been as present in my life as Father, but you have been much more involved in my life than the other gods are with their children."

"And?"

"I...I want to feel safe. Nearly everytime I fall asleep, I see it. Kaldur has been able to help, but there is only so much he can do. There is only so much I can hide from him."

"Why don't you tell him?"

I froze and pressed myself closer to his chest. "He may be my twin, he may be older than me, and he may want to protect me, but if he knew- if he knew that I purposely made Chrysaor angry so he would strike me instead of Annabeth..."

"Wait. Athens's spawn was captured as well?"

I nodded. Dad sighed and tightened his grip on my side.

"Orin, leave us."

"Of course."

As soon as the door shut, Dad moved me so I was facing him.

The lines of his face had not softened and I knew me telling him this would probably not sway his opinion.

"Did you not kill yourself because of her?"

"It is the reason I did not try to escape as well. Not that I could have. The chains we were bound with were more than I would be able to break."

Dad gently took my hand and tugged at my glove. My eyes widened and I pulled my hand back.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to see your arms. You don't usually wear your gloves when you are at home. I want to see if you're hiding an injury."

"They mask the appearance of the webbing. The Team always stares despite Kaldur and I having the same traits. I figured this may help matters."

"Then you should not care if I remove them." He grabbed my hand and pulled my glove off.

He sighed and closed his eyes. "Percy...explain to me what I'm seeing here."

"The scar is from the shackles."

"Not that."

"The skin icons?"

"You've had those for two years."

"I do not know what you want me to explain."

"How about the scratch marks?" He growled.

"It was a cat-"

"Don't give me that shit. I want the truth."  His grip on my wrist tightened until it was painful, but he did not release me.

"Okay, I scratch myself. Never could work up the nerve to cut." I gave a small chuckle.

"Percy, this is serious."

"I know it is. Kaldur has told me. But it's...sometimes it's the only thing that lets me feel something."

Finally, Dad's expression softened. His eyes changed from their harsh grayish color back to their usual sea green.

He pressed his lips together. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

"Do you mean the scratching or the torture?" I mumbled.

"Both."

I ducked my head and no words left my lips.

"My child..."

"I don't know. I should have told someone but I- I'm the person the camps look up to. I'm the person who's saved the world twice. If I break, what does that tell the camps? And what would that tell your brother? We both know the moment I'm no longer useful he is going to kill me."

I was pulled into a tight hug. Almost immediately, I began crying again. Everything was just too much. Dad attempted to quiet me but it didn't work. I grasped at his shirt, trying to keep myself from sobbing.

"I'm...not going to let him harm you."

Okay this is

Uh...

I need to go get a bath than get to bed so...

Yeah...

See yah