Hey there! I've had a writer's block the past few months, and otherwise I've been brainstorming about stories and such. So, finally, I've decided to start writing this story. I'm extremely excited, and can't wait for reviews about it. One thing before I begin though, I will be borrowing a few little ideas from some other stories that are like this, but I'll be trying hard to make them my own. Enjoy!
Prolouge-PPOV
The door creaked open and someone stepped in, walking towards him. Percy didn't know who it was at first, until the distinctive clink of glass made him realize who it was. He opened his eyes and stared at the window in front of him, which showed the glowing night of downtown New York.
"Sorry for disturbing you, Lord, but without…" The voice behind him drifted off uncomfortably. He ignored it and continued to stare out at the window. The footsteps retreated, and the click of the lock on the door told him he was alone.
Percy turned away from the night skyline and his focused on the glass of water sitting, waiting on the desk, as well as the small vial the glowed gold. Just a few more days, and he would be free of this stupid room.
His fingers reached for the small vial, but hesitated.
Go on, the voice he was starting to be accustomed to, whispered. On their own accord, his fingers pulled the stopper from the vial, and poured it into the water, where the liquid expanded down to the bottom and then dissolved.
His thoughts darkened suddenly as he realized what the action meant.
No, not a few days, like he thought, like what they told him whenever they delivered the glass of water and vial to him. After this drink, he would be free. His hands trembled as he reached for the glass.
The coolness surprised him as always, and he dropped the glass to the floor after he was finished. Tremors started to wrack his frame, and he yelled in pain, collapsing to the floor. A laugh erupted from his lips.
Now, we can begin. The voice was now permanently in his head, he realized. His body stood against his will, even as the last dregs of pain drained out of him. He turned to look at the night again, and the window reflected his visage back to him.
Gold eyes, no longer the sea green they once were.
-End Prolouge-
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