Submerged

~Ten~

Jason was on suicide watch.

That may have been one of the worst mistakes ever made. But the rest of camp had to go to Olympus and Jason volunteered first.

Percy sat down on his bed, staring at the wall because he really didn't want to talk to Jason. Jason didn't get the memo and went over to sit next to him.

"I'm so glad that Blender Bushtopher is finally gone. He sucks so much. Keeping you from your full potential,"

"What potential?" Percy grumbled.

Jason sighed and got up, handing him a coke. "Drink it, it will keep up your energy,"

Percy eyed him warily. "Is it the happy potion?"

"I swear on the river Styx it is not a happy potion,"

Percy drank the coke but immediately felt dizzy. Jason smirked to himself and helped Percy lay down on the bed.

"W-what did you do to me?" Percy asked in a daze, his head throbbing as he tried to stay awake and look at Jason.

"I told you," Jason smirked. "I'm helping you reach your full potential,"

~{•}~

Percy woke up in a dimly lit room who knows where. He was tied to the ground, a small puddle of water next to him.

Jason stood in front of him with a twisted grin, his sword in hand as he stared at Percy like a rag-doll waiting to be beat.

A hero? Was that seriously what Percy had once seen Jason Grace as? He had been deluded and fooled, Jason Grace was no hero. He was a monster.

An hour. That's how long Jason cut and hurt Percy. An hour of torture and Percy still hadn't muttered a word. He wanted to die, which was something Jason was just now realizing.

"Fine. I guess I can just kill you," Jason twirled his sword through the air. "But just know that your stupid friend Grover will think he failed. And that could cause him to die of heartache. He deserves it, he's pathetic."

Water swirled up and Percy broke out of his chains in a fit of rage. Grieved blood stopped moving and all the moisture from the air was moved.

Percys eyes twitched with anger as he stepped forward. The door slammed open and Grover ran in.

"Percy stop!" Grover yelled.

"He deserves it," Percy growled back. "He deserves hell for everything he's done. And I'm going to give it to him,"

"Percy, it's okay. I'll help you. Just let him down. It's okay."

"I can't. He needs to die,"

Grover took a step forward and extended his hand to his friend. "Percy, take my hand. You can go become a hero with me, or you can go become a villain like him,"

Percy looked between the two of them before dropping his hand and giving it to Grover.