Yo what up. My first story check it out Warning it might be slightly confusing so just bear with me. PS this is going to be DARK PERCY don't like it try not read it. Disclaimer: I own nothing of the franchise. Now without further ado the story

"No. please. no more"the man whispered. His black hair pale and disgruntled, his once handsome face riddled with scars

"No more I beg you "he managed to croak out. He lifted his head to stare at his torturer.

"Tch tch now why would I do that" he replied. As the man reached for a jagged knife saying

"besides why stop all this fun we're having".

A sob escaped the once proud being

"Aw don't be sad" the man said as he jabbed a knife into his victim's ribs.

"we all have a time to go. But this" stab "is not" stab "your" stab "time" stab.

His rich black hair shining in the torchlight, his eyes flashed with power. Then As he reached for the machete place next to him, he turned his back to his prisoners believing him to be broken and beaten. But the man in chains had found a way to escape. He had swallowed a capsule of acid given to him by one of his last followers.

As his torturer had his back turned on him, he regurgitated the small pill and bit it, the acid burning his throat and mouth. But it would heal he was ,after all, immortal. He spit the acid onto his chains, the potent liquid hissing as it ate through the celestial bronze chains. Then as his jailer turned around he grabbed the knife in his ribs and jammed it into his throat and kicked him away. As his jailer was incapacitated he managed to get the keys and escape the tortures of his small cell.

Running, that's all he could do. He knew that the knife would only slow him, but it would not kill his torturer. The he heard it, the roar of a man out for revenge. Turning back to look at the place he had escaped from he saw something that nearly caused him to cry on despair. A figure burst through the walls of the building, smoke and debris coming from the hole in the wall. The escapee stared at the figure his eyes seemingly to glow with power.

Seeing this he turned around and began to run as fast as he could from the figure that was most likely about to kill him. Realizing that no matter how much he ran he would never escape he decided to do something stupid.

As soon as he stopped running he summoned his trusty weapon turning around just in time to parry a blow that would have surely decapitated him. He grunted as the force behind the blow had made made him skid leaving trails in the ground.

The figure smiled and was about to say something. But then his face became one of confusion as he mouthed the words but nothing came out. Not one sound. The realization dawned on him and look of fury took over.

"Yes" the runaway snickered " You took away everything from me. My position, my Identity ,and even my pride. So guess what I took from you" he ducked a slash from the now mute figure " that's right. I took your voice"

The figure then began to strike faster his blade moving at a speed that very few had been able to achieve. And slowly he began to get the upper hand. A cut here. A bruise there but as he stared at the man he tortured something within him snapped. And he proceeded to throw his sword through his victim's shoulder.

He swore trying to yank out the sword now buried deep in his arm, he felt a rush of power Envelope him as he was ounces in the stomach making him cough up blood. It was followed by a kick to the face. Then as he was standing up he was shoved back down to the ground his weapon being taken from him. He looked up and saw in the dim lighting of tartarus his soon to be killer, and what he saw was truly terrifying. There was no anger anymore, no hate, no. Instead there was a casual indifference in those eyes.

He cried out in pain as a presence invaded his mind. Breaking through his barriers and looking through his memories,this presence took everything from him all his dreams and fantasies. Then he heard it, a deep voice echoing throughout his mind

"Good bye , Father Time" and then all he felt was the cold of the void. The last things he saw were the cold hard eyes flickering between purple, green, and black, before finally settling on sea green.

He turned around his work complete. Kronos, once his most hated adversary, now laying decapitated on the muck that was known as tartarus. Kronos's symbol of power in its original scythe form. He yanked the weapon back from the ground and watched as it shimmered into a tattoo joining the rest that covered his body.

As he walked back to his home he felt a strange tugging at his gut. Then, a bright light engulfed him and pulling him from the ground. As he struggled he became increasingly aware of the brightness that seemed to be appearing. And he renewed his efforts to escape. Digging his sword deep into the ground in hopes of slowing his ascent towards the unknown.

A harsh white light entered his vision, blinding and disorienting him. As he began to regain his senses he realized he was no longer in the hell hole. As he looked up he saw 14 thrones shaped In a U and right at the head there sat a man in an Armani suit towering over the rest of them oozing out pride and arrogance.

"PERSEUS ACHILLES JACKSON" Zeus thundered. "You have been called from tartarus due to new information being presented and proving your innocence"

They all stared at him. "Well… What do you have to say" he raised his eyebrow at this and proceeded to walk out of the throne room but was stopped as a bolt of lightning hit him. Turning around glaring at the king of the gods he sighed in defeat and motioned for the drama queen to continue on whatever he was saying.

The God cleared his throat " as I was about to say although you are now free, a position has been made available for use of your service"

This caught his attention, summoning a throne for himself he ignored the shocked looks they have and waited for Zeus to keep talking.

" Due to an increase of monster activity, and their use of more advanced tactics, the hunters of Artemis are in need of a… Guardian… Of sorts"

And there and then only one thought crossed his mind. Fuck me.

Aight guys that's a wrap. Yes I plan to make it a guardian type of story but no, it will not be a regular walk all over Percy fic. So anyway first chapter done don't forget to review. I hope at least like 4 reviews before I post the next chapter. Not for fame or anything but because it'll take a long time to write chapters and it'll probably take longer to get 4 reviews. things done. And yea review and help give future ideas. Peace