Percy Jackson Betrayal&Revenge (Discontinued Bcuz I Hate It)

The Realm of Darkness

"PEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I woke up with a start, alarmed. Groaning, I tried to get up, but everything hurt. I looked down, to see myself tied up in bandages, all a bloody red. 

I rubbed my eyes and tried to remember what had happened. What did happen? All of a sudden, I was crushed by an almighty weight of a living thing. Mrs. O'Leary?!

"I'm pretty heart-broken that you just thought of me as a freaking hellhound." a familiar voice, slightly muffled, called out.

Before I could do anything, like using the force of a wave, or a mini hurricane, to get this idiot off of me, more bodies jumped me and smushed me, not caring about how much physical pain it would cost me.

"Percyyyyyyyyy!!!!!" They all said in creepy unison.

At the present moment, I didn't have the strength to protest, so I pretended I passed out.

"Omygod." one voice said. "get off!! get off!!" he commanded as they all piled off me, and I felt relief for the first time in 50 seconds.

"Luke!! you killed him!!" a female voice said as I heard a loud thud and a groan of pain follow. LUKE?!?!?! WHAT IS THIS PLACE!!

I rolled over groaning (again) and they all breathed a sigh of relief. It felt awkward to be laying down staring at them as they looked at me, all with different looks on their faces.

I saw a tall, sandy-haired boy with a healing scar on his face and a cocky smile and his arms folded; a blonde girl somewhat his height with bright blue highlights, leaning against the wall; a pale boy slightly taller than the girl with a cool faux hawk hairdo that made his jet-black hair stand out, and he had a smile-frown; a boy taller than all of them with cocoa-colored skin with black hair shifted his weight; a girl almost his height with gorgeous straight and shiny black hair with beautiful features; a short girl with her black hair braided and a bow and arrow in her arms; a boy with caramel brown hair and a toothy smile; a raven-haired girl with a pretty pin braided in her hair making her look like a Persian princess; an average-heighted boy with light blonde hair and a familiar face; and tallest of alllllll of them was a guy with dark hair that was awesome and undercut, swept into spikes on top. Every one of them was different in their own way. And all of them looked familiar. The most familiar of all was the first one, Luke.

"Luke?" I asked. for a moment, my hero Percy instincts kicked in and I fought back an impulse to stab him as I slowly scanned the room for any sign of a weapon. I looked back at him, and the only I impulse I fought back then was to jump and hug him; a sad smile was on his face, and he looked like he was gonna cry. He looked down and mumbled something

"huh?" I asked (blurted out, I mean). "I'm sorry, asshole!!" he yelled as he jumped me again, engulfing me in a bone-crushing hug. He pulled back when I started to struggle to breathe and placed his hand on my forehead as if to check my temperature, and I suddenly felt a surge of electricity shoot through me. I felt drowsy, a few seconds later, and I fell back onto the fluffy soft pillow and fell into a deep stupor. 

👉👈👉🏼👈🏼

I saw my life flash before me. the past, the present, and the future. what could've and would've happened if Brian Miller hadn't had the decency to burst into my life before we'd graduated from college and I'd gotten the guts to propose to her. 

I know that we were just 14 going on 15, but just a few years and we'd be old enough to walk down the aisle. a small dream of mine that I'd fantasized every night before to sleep.

Now my dreams are crushed and my ego is bruised, and I can never face her again. Humiliation really does a number on you. 

The future of my dreams flashed before my eyes, and I felt myself tearing up. Annabeth, looking like a queen in a beautiful wedding dress with two tiny kids holding up the back of it; one had (blue?) blue hair and the other, a bit taller and older, had dark hair and looked a lot like...Nico.

There I stood, with a proud smile on my face, but I couldn't quite see my face; it was shielded by a thick cloud of black smoke, and a bridesmaid in a suit had the same, as well as my best man. Next to my anonymous best man, was another best man, also known as Jason grace.

Annabeth was led by her father, who'd cleaned himself up and looked smart in a brilliant navy blue suit. The two kids scurried off into the crowds.

She climbed up the stairs and we both recited our vows and repeated after the father, and we'd leaned in for the kiss of a glorious life. That's when the entire scene washed away like as it were a flashback, and I fell back from the sky to Ogygia, as I saw the formation of Caleo take place. him falling onto the table, her yelling at the sky, and Cetera Cetera. then the giant war where Leo sacrificed himself. I saw Festus pour a tiny vial of liquid, and I saw his dead body stir. Then a flash of gold and we were back in ogygia, where she stood with a bag of clothes and essentials. I saw them ride away into the distance and I felt a teensy bit jealous. that they had a happy ending and I didn't. 

Does this seem fair to you?

I saw more, of Jasper and Frazel. of Solangelo and Tratie. all destined to live a happy life. I felt guilty to have felt envious and I tried to wake up. no luck. 

It was then, I saw Thalia...and Luke. The life they lived before Thalia turned into a tree. the years with and without Annabeth. it was amazing... I felt angry at Thalia for having become a hunter. Stupid Thalia. I saw the beautiful love story of Charles Beckendorf and Silena Beauregard. I haven't cried or smiled this much ever in my life. I know, I know. Percy Jackson, cry? 

But this is so heart-touching and sad, I can't help it. 

Then I saw the brotherly relationship that I used to envy between Castor and Pollux. They always did everything together. I remembered how lonely Pollux was and I wished I could resurrect him and reunite them. New goal everybody!!

It was as I planned in my sleep as to how to get Castor out of the underworld without anyone noticing is when another scene went by; Bianca and Nico. I saw his energetic self play with his sister, I saw his mothers death, I saw their life together at the Lotus casino, them living at the military school, his obsession with mythomagic, her obsession with pop tarts, her decision to become a hunter, her sacrifice....then Nico's lonely horrible life went by and I couldn't take it anymore. Bianca di Angelo's death was my fault. why did Nico have to suffer?

it was then Cupid came and I stared mortified as Nico blurted out his secret. I wanted to be there next to him, ruffle his hair, caress his face ( i know it's weird, shut up), and tell him it'll be alright. I wanted to wipe those tears and take him to McDonald's.

With a jolt, I woke up, drenched in cold sweat and salty tears. All the ppl who'd crushed me surrounded my bed, either on the edge or hanging like a strip-dancer on the bedpost (that was the guy with faux hawk hairdo)

" what the hell!" I cursed. 

"Enjoy that pleasureful dream?" the blue-haired girl asked; she was sitting on the ground, with her elbows on the bed and one hand on her cheek.

I hissed in reply, but I struggled to hold back a smile. slowly it became a snort, and i burst out laughing. The others joined in. 

It was around this time when we were laughing like maniacs, was when a man with black hair that was darker than a blackhole walked in.

"Hello, Percy Jackson."