The Betrayed Stark

Percy closed the door and sunk to his knees. His mother, the one who helped him through everything, the one who always had faith in him, the one who stood by him...Gone forever.

Percy stayed in that position for some time before going into his mom's room and opening up the safe that was there, taking some cash. He packed a small knapsack with clothes. Then he walked out of his apartment, out of the building onto the busy streets of Manhattan. he found the nearest Apple Store and bought a teal iPhone 11 pro and asked the clerk to help him set it up, and walked back onto the busy streets.

He felt safer with a mobile.

Since he was disowned, he lost his demigod sent, so monsters won't smell him if he used the phone. He dialed a number by heart even though it has been years since he talked to the person.

The phone rang for about thirty seconds before someone picked up.

"Hello?" the voice at the other end questioned.

"Hey T, it's Percy. I was wondering if I can spend the night. Something came up."