My name is Tyrael not Percy

Secrets

Tyrael's P.O.V.

"Of course." Oh thank gods. I pull her into a hug. Smiling to myself I put my chin on her head. She snuggles into my chest. We sit like that for a while before Arty sits up. "I have to go back to my hunters now. I'll see you tomorrow." I nod and she flashes away. Slowly I get up and wander back to my cabin.

I hear a scream. From my cabin. Oh no. I run in and see Nala thrashing in her bed. Shes having a nightmare. "Nala wake up!" I shout and run over to her. I shake her shoulders. She sits up instantly. "Are you ok?" I ask. She nods her head. I notice that she is making sure she keeps the covers over her arms.

"What are you hiding?" I ask her. "N- nothing." This is so frustrating. Why won't she tell me. "I don't like people seeing my arms." She says. That's a lie. I can tell. "They can't be worse than mine." I say and roll up my sleeves to show her. She doesn't gasp. It's like she's seen worse. "Show me now." I say.

Slowly she pulls her arms out from under the covers. Oh my gods. My eyes go red with rage. Scars and scabs and open wounds run up and down the length of both of her arms. "Happy now?" She asks, her voice wavers. I gently take her hand. She flinches and now I know why. "Who did this?" I ask. I'm going to kill them. Whoever did this will pay. "My adoptive father, Gabe Ugliano."

No! No he's dead. It can't be. No. No. No! I lead her to the bathroom. "Can I help with your cuts?" I ask her. She nods. I put her arm in the sink and use my water powers to heal her. As they fade away I notice some gashes are huge. "How?" I ask, my voice is very quiet. "He threw glass bottles at me. And a knife." I feel sick to my stomach.

Slowly they heal over but most leave scars, scars worse than some of mine. "Are there any more?" I ask seriously. I can see she is visibly shaking. Slowly she nods her head. "Can I see them." Shakes her head. "Please." "Yeah." her voice sounds broken. She pulls my pyjama bottoms up her leg and shows dead black skin with even more cuts.

"He decided to see what damage fire could do to me." I'm so going to kill him. I heal her legs as well. "Any more?" As an answer she pulls up the top she's wearing. Whips. The lash marks completely cover her back. I heal that to but the scars are fiery red. "Why did he do this?" I need to know. "Because I reminded him of you."

I pull back. My fault, all my fault. She starts to walk back to her bed. "Nala wait." I run to catch up and the I hug her. "What happened to your leg?" She freezes, as if the memory is horrific. It probably is. "Knife. He stabbed my leg because I refused to let him attack me. I ran away. He made sure I couldn't run properly again."

I try to hug her. She falls off of the bed trying to avoid it. It would have been funny if she wasn't so scared. "I promise I won't ever hurt you. I'm your big brother, I won't let anyone hurt you ever again." I say firmly. Then I hug her and she doesn't flinch away. "Thank you." She whispers.

The Next Day

"Chaoss why didn't you tell me I have a sister?!" I shout. He had called me back to planet Omicron for a meeting but I was too angry to care. "I'm sorry but I couldn't let her distract you." He says. What?! "Then couldn't you have stopped Gabe?!" He frowns at this. "I can't interfere due to ancient laws." That's his excuse! "I want to make her an angel." I say. "No remember not to let her or Artemis distract you. You have more important things to do."

"Chaos I will only help earth if you swear on the Styx that me and any of the angels who want to can leave after we defeat Gaea." He looks upset at this. "Fine. I swear on the Styx to abide by your terms."

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A bit morbid isn't it. Oh well it's necessary. Trust me. Actually don't trust me. That's a bad idea. But it was completely necessary. I promise 😈