Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or its characters Rick Riordan does. I also don't own the song Sympathy for the Devil the Rolling stones do and I say this because it will be referenced through the story.
Warning: This story with have sex, descriptive acts of torture or bloodshed, and in this chapter mention and attempt at rape but note I do not like it because it is very sad and leaves the victim feeling helpless even afterwords but there will be none in this story at all. so if you get triggered by this please leave now and if there is any more warnings I will post them. Thank you and please enjoy the chapter.
Sympathy for the Devil
In the darkness of an apartment building sat a teenager about the age of sixteen. The boy sat in the middle in a wooden chair in a psychopathic way and his face had a devilish grin. The boy looked to be about "6'2, with raven black hair that had made it to his eyebrows in the front and in the back and sides it was shaved down almost to a military buzz, his clothes were all black even his finger-less gloves, his facial features showed a strong jaw that had any women and some men want him, no facial hair, his right ear had a silver straight por spike barbell earring, and his eyes were a different story. Both eyes had the color of blood swirling together making it look like a blood pool and the scar that ran from the top of his forehead that ran over his right eye in a vertical line to his jaw made his eyes more noticeable.
The thing though was he was sitting in the middle of a blood bath. His hair was matted together with blood and his hands were the color of crimson. His face still had a huge grin and when his eyes roamed around the apartment you could tell his grin grew larger. All around him were body parts a leg there, an arm over by the fridge, a chest cavity on the the couch, guts hanging from the ceiling, and in the center of it all was a head.
The head had was ugly even before it was ripped from the body. Under all the blood you could see a five o'clock shadow, a balding head, and dull brown eyes. That head used to belong to one Gabe Ugliano. And the one to rip it from the body was one Perseus Than Jackson.
Before we go any further though I think we should backtrack to the very beginning. Before young Perseus was even born.
1990
The year was 1990 and a women with a skinny build at about "5'5 had blue eyes, brown hair, soft features, and was about twenty years of age. This women was Sally Jackson and right now is one of the worst time of her life. She had tears trailing down her face because she was just kicked out of her roommates apartment.
She was kicked out because of the lies and rumors of her being a prostitute from her old job where she was just fired as well. When her roommate learned of this she kicked her out and right now Sally sat in the rain in an alleyway with nothing but a bag of the little things she had.
Sally hasn't felt this much sadness since her parents died in a plane crash when she was five and her uncle Rich's death of cancer two years ago. Sally was broken out of her sadness when a man came up to her.
"How much?" the man had a rough voice.
"Excuse me?" Sally looked up to see a man with a suit on a belly that prevents you from seeing his belt, bald head, ugly face, and dull green eyes. Next to the man stood two big body guards that look like walls and also had black suits on but had black hair and both had brown eyes, probably twins by the same facial structure.
"How much? As in how much are you?" the man didn't sound like he wanted to be repeated again.
"I am not a hooker!" Sally went to walk away but the man grabbed her with his left hand since his right was occupied with an umbrella.
"Come on sweaty just one time." that's when Sally got out of his hold.
"No! You disgusting pervert!" she went to walk away but was a little late.
"Grab her!" She went to run but tripped and fell from the wet sidewalk.
"You're mine now, Bitch!"
Sally was screaming for help when the bodyguards grabbed her and went to rip her cloths off. Once she was almost undressed she couldn't feel any hands on her no more. And when she went to look up, she nearly regretted it.
The men were ripped apart and in the center of it all stood a man in a black suit about "6'4, with black shoulder length hair, a strong jaw line, had piercing red looking eyes, a strong but soft at the same time facial features, a five o'clock shadow, and a lithe like a fighter. All and all he was the sexiest man Sally ever saw but in his hands had a heart in it and by the way the old man's body was under him she could tell it used to belong to him.
"Shoo sleep, mea est." the man was picking her up and that was the last she remembered.
Sally woke up on a soft bed and in a night gown from the looks of it she thought. When she got up she was confused because the last thing she that she could think of was when she got kicked out then just like that it all came back to her. She remembered sitting in the rain, then the big man with two bodyguards, then her clothes ripped off, then the blood and body parts, and the sexy man in a suit.
Sally grabbed the closest object that could be used as a weapon which was a vase depicting the fall of Rome. As she was walking the halls she saw the artwork that looked priceless. Some depicted cities with wealth others depicted sins which still showed the beauty of art in it's own right.
As she was nearing the sound of music she raised the vase. When she turned the corner she was in love. Before her was a kitchen about the size of her old room in her old roommates apartment and her old room was decent size. She just was amazed by the room itself and what it housed.
"Well, look who is awake." a smooth sounding voice said with a accent Sally couldn't place but she did know it scared her and made her drop the vase causing her to squeal. "And that was one of my favorites."
"I am so sorry. I will get you another one."
"Its no big deal, I have plenty of more vases." and that's when Sally looked up and noticed the man that saved her.
Instead of the fancy suit he wore yesterday he wore pajama pants with a white t-shirt that Sally thought was still sexy on him. She also noticed he was sitting down at a bar with a plate of food consisting of eggs, bacon, and sausage sided with a cup of coffee.
"Have a seat, you must be starving." she went to pick up the shards of the vase. "Don't, one of the maids will get it."
As he said that a maid with a smile came and picked up the shards. Sally noticed how the maid was very pretty but the man didn't even bat an eye to her instead still looked towards Sally. As she took her seat a plate with the same contents was put in front of her as well as a silver fork but with the tent she could tell it wasn't pure silver.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"Well, you are in my humble abode."
"And who are you exactly?"
"Sorry I forgot to mention that. I have many names but most call me Lucifer." As the man said that Sally looked around. She noticed the maid that picked up the vase had purple like skin, fiery red hair that was on fire, wings, and most of all were naked.
When she looked at the man she wanted to scream. He still had those his looks but now had huge black wings coming from his back, red tint to his already tan skin, she could see very sharp canines when he smiled, and atop his head sat a crown full of jewels on his black hair.
"Y-y-you're-"
"Satan, yes. But I always found that name a little harsh I prefer my birth name, Lucifer." Sally didn't know what to do.
"This isn't the usual reaction I get. Usually it involves screaming and them trying to get away and me having to kill them."
"To be truthful I don't know what to do."
"Well that's a first." Sally didn't know what to do but let out a giggle.
"And now you're giggling this is a very different reaction I get." Now she was fully laughing.
"Well I can't stay here that would be asking too much." she said when she was finished laughing.
"Why not?"
"Well one that is a lot to put on you and two you are the devil."
"While it's true I am the devil it is also true you have nowhere to go. Everyone in your family is gone, you Mother and father, uncle and aunt, and your grandparents and from you could tell I have ample room and the maids can get you whatever you want." while he talked he started winning Sally over.
"Maybe I could stay awhile." she said with a blush while looking down.
"Good."
"May I ask two questions though?"
"That was one but go ahead." Lucifer was smiling now.
"Why are you being so nice? And what are the maids?"
"The reason I'm being nice because I'm tired of all the violence and the same thing every day and I want change and when I saw you nearly raped I couldn't handle it no more. I came to the surface and ripped them apart from limb to limb!" Sally put a hand to his chest to try a calm him which worked.
"Thanks." he took a second to close his eyes and took a breath. "I always hated rape. A women should be treated with respect by men. And for the second question the maids are succubus."
At that moment Sally knew she was going to have an eventful life. Only if she knew it wouldn't last long.
It was a year later and Sally was having the time of her life. She and Lucifer were the bestest of friends and right now they were at a amusement park called Carowinds in between South and North Carolina.
Sally thought back to the time where she was saved by Lucifer and how her time with him made her feel better and lately she has been having feelings for him.
"Come, let's go to the beach." He said with a smirk.
They walked behind a building and flashed away in the shadows and appeared on a pier. They were just walking down it when Lucifer grabbed Sally's hands as they reached the end of the pier.
"Sally."
"Mmm."
"The past year with you has changed my life."
"Luc-"
"Let me finish." Sally nodded her head. "Before I met you, hell before you were born, I wanted everything to burn. I wanted to rule the world and bend it to my will. But when I met you that all changed." He stopped to caress her cheek.
"The day I met you I fell in love. That was different because I never had that feeling before so when I felt it I wanted nothing but to protect you and during that time I wanted you to love me but you never showed it. I thought you didn't love me like I do you and I could live with that but after today I wanted to know do you have any feelings for me?"
At first she didn't answer and he thought she didn't care for him no more so he dropped his hands and started to turn around from embarrassment until he felt warm lips touch his.
"You are the most wonderful man I have ever met and the times with you were the best and yes I love you."
She went to back kissing him and it started to get more intense so Lucifer willed the shadows to drop them off at his no their house and on their bed. Little did they know a man with a white uniform was watching them and heard everything and as a messenger he must deliver the message to his higher ups.
It is January 16, 1992 and Sally was excited. She was coming back from a check up with her doctor about her baby she is scheduled to have in August and she just couldn't wait to tell Lucifer.
As she pulled up to the secluded house away from the big city she noticed the house was burnt to a shell. Once she noticed this she stopped the car and ran in instantly and straight up the stairs. Once she entered the bedroom she wanted to cry. It was burnt as well with a body on it.
She knew Lucifer couldn't die but he could be sent back to hell by force and could be there for centuries. As she got closer to the body she could see it was a he by the way he had no clothes on and his parts were showing. He also was laying on white feathers and when she got closer she noticed it was wings and above the headboard in blood read 'YOU SPILT THE FIRST BLOOD. YOU WANT WAR I WILL GIVE YOU A WAR'.
Sally went to explore the rest of the house and she couldn't find Lucifer anywhere but she did find bodies of both succubus and angels. When she couldn't find him she fell to her knees crying when a note flew to her with words transcribed on it.
"Dear Sally,
They found me and they came looking for you and I didn't tell them where you were. An archangel by the name of Gabriel came and brought angels with him to force me back to Hell and from what you could tell they succeeded but we destroyed many of them.
Sadly Gabriel got away but the one who told him of us I got a hold of. Please stay safe and watch your back and tell are son I love him. I love you Sally. You were my first and only love. Hopefully we will see each other again.
Love, Lucifer"
Sally pulled the note to her chest and let the tears fall before she got up and did what Lucifer wanted. She tried to move on with her life.
When Perseus, her son, was one Sally married a man named Gabe Ugliano and that was one of the worst things she did but to hide her son's sent from the angels she would do anything. At first he was nice and caring but soon he turned a little bitter but that was okay until a few years later.
When Percy was six, Perseus preferred it, Gabe turned even more bitter and started coming home drunk and sometimes Gabe used Percy as a maid when Sally was away. Percy never told his mother because he was scared something would happen to her if he did.
When Percy was twelve Gabe hit him for the first time and when Sally asked what happened because he had a black eye he blamed it on a school fight but Sally didn't believe that because she has yet get a phone call from school but Percy kept with that lie.
Then when he turned sixteen it all went to shit. The beatings Gabe dished out got worse but Percy didn't want his mother involved so he took it. This took it's toll on Percy and he changed for the worst. Instead of the happy go lucky kid he turned into a punk you could say and he know cut his hair where the top stayed it's length and the sides were cut short, he also got a piercing at the top of his ear with a straight silver por barbell earring(look it up if you need too), and one night when he was sleeping he felt unimaginable pain in his back and when he looked at it the next morning on the top of his back he had a black tattoo of wings sprouting from the middle of his shoulder blades that he didn't remember getting.
See Percy knew he wasn't the average kid by the way darkness seemed to want to wrap around him or the way his canines could chew through meat like a hot knife cutting through butter or the way his eyes had the color of blood. But still he never remembered getting wing tattoos.
But one day the day that made Percy snap was when his mom came home early in the middle of one of Gabe's beatings and at this point Percy didn't really feel much pain anymore since over the years his pain tolerance raised so now he just screams and begs for a show. And when his mother saw she went to call the cops and Gabe cut her off and stabbed her in the gut killing her in minutes.
"P-Percy please." Percy ran and cradled his mother's head. "I love you and s-so does your father."
"Mom, please." Percy did something he hasn't done in a while. Cry.
"It will be okay, Percy. All will be fine." When she breathed her last breath Percy let out a ferocious roar.
When Percy was done he closed his mother's eyes, got up, and turned to Gabe. Once turned around he noticed Gabe was coming in a corner and when he looked at his reflection he did a double take. His blood looking eyes glowed in the dim light of the apartment, his nails turned to claws sharp enough to shred flesh, and his shirt was ripped off of him showing the muscle he has gained over the years but the thing that was most noticeable thing was his bright white wings folded up behind his back and when he unfolded them for a quick second they probably had a 7-9 foot wingspan.
"What are you?" Gabe sounded like a little girl shaking from a nightmare.
"The wrong person to mess with." and with that Percy launched to Gabe.
The first thing he did was grab both arms and snap the bones. Then when Gabe tried to get away Percy slashed his achilles tendon then broke the lower part of his spine.
"P-please stop." Gabe was crying.
"Stop? Why?"
"Because it hurts."
"Hurts? Do you know what you put me through the past four years? The constant beatings, the threats, and now the death of my mother!"
"I'm sorry."
"Too late to be sorry. When I'm done with you I hope the devil himself puts you through punishment."
And the next two hours Percy tortured Gabe until he was bored. So the next thing he did was rip is arms off followed by his legs. Then ripped the guts from his pot belly and threw them around the room. Next was his heart and then to top it all off his head was ripped clean from his body.
After he was done Percy was covered in blood and all he did was throw a black shirt on followed with his black leather jacket and his finger-less gloves.
And that is where we left off. Percy sitting in the middle of the room surrounded by the body parts of his ex step-father. The reason he was waiting and not leaving before the cops showed up was because he wanted them to catch him and when he heard the door open he smiled even more thinking it was the NYPD until he sensed it wasn't them in fact he didn't know what it was.
"Well, I wasn't expecting that."
Thank you for reading the first installment of Sympathy for the Devil and I hope you enjoyed it.
A side note though before the question arises no i am not a satanist or have sympathy for the devil. I am just wanting to write a different story and I think this is different from a lot of Percy Jackson stories on this sight. Also I know I am not the first to do something like this but the other stories are not complete but this will be completed so don't worry.
This story just came to mind and I started writing but I do have the other chapters planned out but I would like to know who would like like Percy to be with and it could be Male or Female or both for all I care but I will like to know before chapter 5 so I will put a poll up. I do not know how frequent updates will be since I have to update my other ones.
I hope y'all enjoyed.
Who do you want Percy to be with? Poll on my profile put in votes before chapter 5. Also Give me any suggestions in the reviews because I read all of them.