Call me Omega(Percy Jackson fanfic)

Chapter 27

Annabeth POV

I wanted to see Percy.

That thought ran across my mind as I stared at the others being tortured. It wasn't a beautiful sight, but it reminded me of Tartarus, when I had Percy. I shook my head. Annabeth, hes gone. His eyes, his smile, his stupid ideas... I choked a down a sob.

"It's fine Annabeth..."

I whipped around. "Percy?"

He smiled. "Don't cry..."

I reached out, but he dissapeared. Tears ran dwn my face. Hallucinations. Percy had bad nightmares and flashbacks. I never knew he had them, until I was on watch, and I heard Percy. I felt so horrible. He was trying so hard to comfort me while he had even worse things to deal with. I was so unfair for him. I wondered if he dissapeared, Tartarus would not disturb him. I smiled bitterly at my hopeless hopes. He died in Tartarus. He would always be in Tartarus's grip, so the nightmares and flashbacks could be even worse. The Fields of Punishment would be heaven compared to Tartarus. I shuddered.

Percy....

I pushed my knees up and sobbed. It was so awful to be here alone. Theo was the only one who could comfort me. Theo was so much like Percy. He had his smile, and his eyes. They were a bit stormy though. But it was so horrible that I could never, never ever breath fresh air and see camp again. And it hurt so much that I knew couldn't see Percy ever again.

After a ton a sobbing and feeling miserable, my thoughts moved on to the person who took Theo out. I was very thankful to him, but kind of sad that Theo wasn't here for the day. I felt guilty for that thought running across my brain. Theo is a teenager. I reminded. He needs to live a life, and he needs a break. He wont have to fight monsters when hes up there, and he could breathe some fresh air. I scolded myself. But still, I could'nt push down the feelings that I was completely alone. I couldn't ever while looking down on to people who were being tortured.

"Help!" they screamed, their voices getting rough. " Help us!" one met my eyes as he drowned into a pot of bubbling hot tar.

"Help!" he screamed, looking up at me with his bloodshot eyes and he screamed as the oily black tar started to cover his neck. He screamed more and flailed his arms around, but the tar covered his mouth, then nose, then eyes. It finally covered his greasy yellow hair. When he was completely submerged, suddenly, he came up, gasping and choking on tar. His eyes were dripping black tar, so it seemed like he was crying thick black tears. I looked away from the horrible sight. I wondered how Hades put up with these people screaming.

I hated it.

I hated the fact that I couldn't escape the sounds. Covering my ears didn't work. Sometimes, it felt like my punishment was being stuck here instead of fighting off monsters fresh from Tartarus.

I tried to lift my spirits by thinking about Theo. He would be having a good time playing. He would be happy.

He would...

I tucked my head in my knees again, covering the awful place with my matted hair. I tried to belive that Percy would come, but that didn't help. All I could do was feel miserable.

Where are you Percy?

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Omega's POV

It was getting dark.

Theo and I knew what that meant. Time is running out. We had played a lot, and we were going to get dinner.

"Hey. What about going there?" he said, pointing at a restaurant.