Percy grew impatient as he checked his watch again. The idiotic cyclopes were supposed to be here over ten minutes ago to discuss plans. He hated working with monsters as stupid as cyclops, but Mother wanted needed him too.
He smiled at the thought of his Mother. Gaia had given him anything he needed and promised to give him whatever he wanted. She saved him when the cruel gods wiped his memory and wanted to send him on a stupid quest to get him killed. But Mother sent some of her children to save him. He quickly learned that the Gods were idiots and that his past life did not matter. All that mattered was cleansing the earth from both gods and monsters. All that mattered was making mother proud.
He glanced at his watch again. The monsters had now been 11 minutes late. He muttered curses under his breath. He wanted to taste the stupid monsters blood.
"Percy!" A female voice shrieked and suddenly there was a flash of orange with blond. He was tackled into a hug.
He growled and pinned the female to the ground with his sword. "Who the F### are you?" He demanded, but he paused as he looked into her grey eyes. Something in him stirred.
"Percy, it is me." She said. Suddenly she flipped him so she was on top of him. She sat on his chest. It was weird in itself, but the strangest part was the fact that he did not mind. "Seaweed Brain, where the Hell have you been?"
He flipped their positions again. He grabbed her chin and moved her head back forth so he could admire his face. He never thought someone could be so beautiful. Her grey eyes stared into hers. He glanced down her body and frowned when he noticed the orange tee shirt. A demigod. He was supposed to kill all demigods he found. He admittedly loved doing it. He loved the beginning and the tears. He loved the taste of the blood. But how could he do that to her? She was perfect.
"Mine." He responded to her. "You are all mine."
He never had such a sweet hopes. He had the desire to hold her and protect her. She would sit on his lap and tell him how much she adored him. She would look really pretty in pink. Perhaps he should get her a pink dress. Like a pretty little doll. He wanted her to be in his arms safe when everyone burned.
Mother had promised him whatever he wanted, but would she let him keep her. All demigods were threats against his mother. Still, Mother promised that he could have whatever he wanted. That was it! He would get her to swear loyalty to Mother!
She shoved her off him. "Percy, I ran into some cyclopes on the way. Luckily I killed them. But they said they were working with Gaia and a powerful half blood. We need to find him."
He simply laughed. "You are not too bright, are you, Blondie?" He reached out and played with strands of her hair. It was soft and golden. He bet it smelled nice too.
She stared at him as if she suddenly realized something. "Percy, you don't remember me, do you? That does not matter, we need to find the powerful demigod."
"Roman camp?" He asked. "Ohhhh, you mean the Purple shirts. They are harder to kill then the orange shirts, but they all fall either way." He started to laugh.
SHe realization flashed in her eyes. "Percy? You woke for Gaia? How could you? Don't you remeber me?"
He looked at her, and he suddenly realized that she knew him. Or in his old life anyway. He was not an idiot. He knew he had an old life with people he loved. He probably had different morals as well. None of it really mattered now. He served his mother now. She was all he needed. She saved him from the foolish gods and made him strong.
Still, he needed to deal with the blond. Killing her was completely out of the question. He never knew he needed a girl. But it would be lonely after all the mortals died. He could keep her to keep him entertained.
Now that the monsters were gone, Mother would not be pleased. But Monsters were a dime a dozen. This blond was one of a kind. Now he had to take the Blond back to the hotel, and out of those clothes. The orange shirt was basically a target.
He grabbed her by the hair and pulled. "Come."