Chapter 1: The First and Last Betrayal
"Where is that insolent boy?" growled Zeus as he looked around for Percy.
Poseidon grimaced at the mention of his disgraced of a so-called son. The gods, camp half-blood and camp Jupiter that were present in the meeting grumbled about how they hated Percy apart from Artemis and her hunters, Hades, Hermes, Hestia and Apollo who were glancing around confused at the rage directed at the saviour of Olympus
Artemis was about to ask when Zeus interrupted with a shout, "I shall bring that brat here myself! seeing as he can't be bothered to show up to a meeting when he has been summoned. First he bullies my son and now he has the audacity to ignore the gods!"
Bully? Artemis thought… That didn't sound like Percy at all, he'd never do something like that. He hates bullying because that's what his stepfather used to do to …
Her thoughts were interrupted by a blinding golden flash as Percy was teleported into the throne room, falling onto his side, his back facing the gods.
"GET UP AND BOW BOY!", roared Zeus like A CRACK of thunder but Percy's figured remained still and unmoving. Ares leapt of his throne and kicked Percy over onto his back.
Everyone gasped as Percy rolled over, he looked terrible, skin ashen and pale as hades, dark circles looking more like black eyes adorned his closed eyes but the throne room descended into shock and silence as they took in the huge broken spear impaled in his stomach as blood still dripped from the wound…
Ares stumbled backwards, falling into his throne in shock.
"NO PERCY", screamed Thalia as tearing started dripping from her face.
"APOLLO!", screeched Artemis, being the first god to get over the shock and horror.
Apollo, Artemis, Hestia and Poseidon leapt from their thrones to bloody and bruised Percy, Thalia tried but was ordered to stay back by her mistress. Artemis recoiled in shock as she realized she was kneeling in Percy's bloody that was now bathing the throne rooms floor. Apollo gently pulled out the spear sticking out Percy's stomach, then hovering his hand above the gaping wound, muttering intently then suddenly his face scrunched in confusion
"This happened over an hour ago, why was Percy attacked on his own?", demanded Apollo, his voice getting louder and louder as he spoke, he couldn't stand people getting hurt especially those he cared about. The half-blood campers looked down in shame and guilt, so did Poseidon and most of the gods.
Apollo suddenly noticed something on Percy's arm.
"WHAT THE HADES IS THIS!", shouted Apollo angrily, holding up Percy's limp forearm, revealing the words 'M-U-R-D-E-R-E-R' carved deeply into the flesh on the inside of his forearm.
"WELL?", exclaimed Artemis, but no one replied still reeling in show at what they were seeing.
"Fine then I shall find out myself", Artemis said angrily, then turning towards the fountain and shouting into the mist, "IRIS! SHOW ME HOW THIS HAPPENED!"
With a shimmer of the mist Iris came into view.
"I think it's best that I show you everything from the beginning", she replied gently.
With a shimmer, an imagine appeared in the rainbow tinted mist as the colours swirled. It showed Percy laughing with Nico and Annabeth, the once familiar shine and gleam in his eyes as he looked up at the sky and sighed.
"I guess we'd better go back before the harpies eat us", Percy said with a grin, this caused Annabeth and Nico to burst out laughing. They reluctantly got up and began to walk to their cabins. Annabeth was just about to walk into Athena's cabin when Percy grabbed her arm and spun her around gently and whispering in her ear, "Don't I get a goodnight kiss wisegirl?", then looking into her eyes.
Blushing as she met his eyes she replied, "Of course you do seaweed brain".
Percy wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer he brought her down into a dip as their lips met gently and first before passion overtook them.
They were together for about half a minute, lost in their own little world only to be brought out by the sound of Nico clearing his throat loudly.
Annabeth and Percy blushed as they hadn't realized the son of Hades was still there. Annabeth quickly unravelled herself from Percy's arms and rushed into her cabin, blushing from embarrassment, Nico then followed swiftly after that, running towards his own cabin.
Percy chuckled and began towards his own cabin when he heard a shrill scream coming from the border. The smile immediately slid onto his face as he uncapped riptide and ran into the dark forest. Percy ran for a while before he came across a large boy cowering away from two relatively small hellhounds, his chubby hand gripping a small celestial bronze dagger.
Percy made quick work of them, slashing through the first one where it exploded into a golden shower and stabbing the second in the chest, when it quickly followed the first's example by exploding.
The boy got to his feet, just before Chiron and half the camp ran into the forest, suited in armor obviously expecting an attack. Percy opened his mouth to say something but the boy cut those monsters while that guy just stood and watched, smirking" the fat kid announced.
"Wait, what? You killed them? I seem to remember that you were hiding behind a tree while I sent those hounds to Tartarus!" Percy exclaimed.
"I'm disappointed in you Perseus. You should know better than not to help a new camper" Chiron said, whilst everyone around him nodded their head and glared accusingly at Percy, who just stood there staring at them in shock.
Even Annabeth and Nico were looking at him with disgust in their eyes. Everyone filed away back to their cabins leaving Percy looking dejected. The fat kid gave him a smug smirk before waddling across to the rest of Camp Half-Blood.
The Iris message skipped to the next morning. Percy sat eating his breakfast, trying to ignore the disgusted stares of the campers. But what was weird was that Clarisse was looking at him with sympathy on her face. Percy glanced over to the Hermes cabin,
where all unclaimed demigods go, where the fat kid, who turned out to be called Brutus, was loudly retelling his version of the hellhound attack, making himself sound like James Bond. Percy just rolled his eyes and carried on with his meal. Percy
heard a thudding sound and thought that the Giants had risen again, but it just turned out to be Brutus, stomping over to him.
"Aren't you going to thank me then?" Brutus demanded.
"Excuse me?" Percy said dangerously calm, whilst giving him his best wolf stare. It worked as Brutus flinched, and Percy internally grinned. But Brutus regained his posture and brought out his pig-sticker of a knife and waved it in front of Percy's face.
"I killed those hellhounds with this and saved your worthless life. So, you should get on your knees, and thank me." Brutus announced, and everyone nodded even Annabeth the only person who didn't was Clarisse. Percy's eyes flashed with betrayal. Brutus held his knife out towards
Percy, but was disappointed when he didn't flinch. Instead Percy brought out Riptide in pen form. Suddenly, Percy heard a seal being strangled, but then he realized it was Brutus' laugh.
"What are you going to do, write on me?" Brutus snorted, but Percy just smirked and uncapped the Anaklusmos, and it burst into a glittering celestial bronze sword. Brutus jumped back in fright, and it was Percy's turn to laugh. Brutus was about to say
something (probably childish and snotty), when the Big Three appeared in the dining pavilion. Zeus and Poseidon's faces twisted in fury (Hades looked nonchalant as ever), when they saw Brutus and Percy standing together, threatening each other with
weapons.
"YOU DARE THREATEN MY SON WITH A SWORD, WHEN HE HAS BUT A KNIFE!?" Zeus thundered, lightning streaking across the skies. "Lord Zeus, I was only standing my ground, he brought his knife out fir-wait, did you say son?" Percy asked astounded.
"Yes, my son, Brutus O'Donnahue" Zeus stated. Poseidon glared at Percy, quiet fury in his eyes.
"Perseus Jackson" Percy flinched when his father said his full name "Your actions truly disgust me. I am ashamed to call you my son. In fact, I Poseidon, God of the Seas, Storms and Father of Horses, do now disown you. Percy stared at his former father
in horror, unable to believe what had just happened.
The other campers snickered. Percy just turned and ran to his cabin where he sat on his bed and quietly sobbed. Over the next few days, the campers gradually began to blame all of their problems on Percy. Wherever Percy went, demigods would trip him up and call abuse.
It started out small, like blaming him for the plants dying in the Demeter cabin, but eventually everyone, including Annabeth and Nico, began to blame him for the war. They would throw stones and knives, whatever they could find when he was passing. Then, one day, when Percy was collecting firewood for the campfire, a group of Ares and Hephaestus kids grabbed him and pinned him against a tree. He struggled for a bit but suddenly stopped when Brutus sauntered forward pulled out
a bronze knife, glinting viciously in the dim moonlight smirking evilly.