AN: I had this randomly made. I don't own.
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Percy ran for what seemed like forever. He could hear the gigantic footsteps of Tartarus. He could hear the god, no, primordial, monsters calling out to him. 'We'll protect you, Perseus Jackson. Stay with us.' He didn't want to. He didn't want to become the thing he feared most: a monster. He ran and ran, until he tripped. He fell down, the dark glass under him shattered, and he fell.
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"Perseus. I won't hurt you." He heard Tartarus' voice echoed throughout the chamber. His prison. Percy started crying, tears rushing to get free. He had never cried in his life, not like this. He was giving up hope, faith that someone, ANYONE, could save him from the prison in which he was exiled to. Maybe the gods found that Octavian lied. Jason would find a way.
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He could feel the primordial stopping at the mouth of the prison. "Perseus. I promise. We'll make the gods pay for believing Gaia's spy. We could put an end to them. We coul-"
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"GO AWAY!" Percy cried out. He wasn't going to do it. Doing that would make him a monster. Tartarus would have gotten to him earlier, if he hadn't found a way to enchant the prison. Percy could summon the prison at any time, any amount of power drained from his system, it took no effort. It was his only haven.
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He heard Tartarus sigh. "I'll be back with your food later."
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Percy never knew why Tartarus was being so nice, he after all did escape the place before, when he was a demigod. Part of his punishment was that he was made immortal. Forced to live forever in pain.
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He regretted telling Tartarus to leave. The only company he had. Just like Jason.
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Father Chaos, Jason. The only one who knew the true story. The only one who helped him when he returned from this dreaded place. The only one who stood up for Percy when the gods believed that lying weasel. The only one who sends the food down to Percy. The only one who loved Percy.
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He broke down again. He reached for Annabeth's, no, Luke's dagger. Annabeth wasn't worthy of it. He held an arm's length away from his heart and-
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"Percy!" a faint voice broke his dream, his nightmare, his… his… memory. "PERCY WAKE UP!" Jason's voice rang loud and clear now. Percy's eyes snapped open, he sat up quickly, almost hitting his secret boyfriend's face. He clutched his heart with his right fist, breathing heavily.
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"Are you okay, Perce?" Jason didn't know about the nightmares; no one did. Percy put a realistic smile on.
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"Everything is okay, Jay. It was just a dream." Jason looked as though he didn't believe Percy, but nodded.
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"Just wondering." Percy looked at Jason in the eyes and saw the worry in them. He wanted to tell him, but it will only result in pity and sadness. He wanted Jason to be happy, so therefor, Percy had to act like nothing happened.
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Jason had found a way to save Percy. To help him escape his curse. Tartarus told Percy before he left that he was welcomed there any day of any year. Jason kept him in hiding for 10,000 years. They lived in Alaska.
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After Percy was sent to Tartarus, the gods made Jason an Olympian, along with Annabeth, Frank, Hazel, Leo, Piper, Reyna, Hades (oh, by the way, didn't want Percy to go to Tartarus. He just didn't like Percy.), Hestia, and Octavian. Jason became the God of Alaska, and international monster collector. He later gave that ability to Percy, since Percy had become a monster before Jason found him.
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Percy smiled at Jason. A true one. He remembered how Jason had saved him
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Percy hadn't eaten in days. He didn't need to. He wanted to die. He didn't even know if Jason remembered him, or why he was sending the food. The only thing he probably remembered was that it was important to send it there.
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He didn't even realize the food wasn't coming any more until recently. Jason was probably caught, or didn't think he should any more.
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He had given up hope. No one could come to save him. He joined the monsters. He didn't know why he did do it earlier. He became a Hero, a respected saver. An enemy turning into an ally.
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He sat by the river Lethe, when something tried to touch him. On instinct, he tried to flip the thing into the river… until he saw the face. Jason.
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"Percy. Please." Jason must have thought that Percy hated him. "I came here to get you out."
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"PERCY!" Jason waved his hand in front of his face. "You zoned out again." Percy giggled.
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"Sorry. Just thinking." Percy said, trying to calm down his boy- no, husband. They got married a century ago. Percy still called Jason his boyfriend. "Are they really coming? Do they have to? I could just-"
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Jason sighed. "I don't want them to come either. But we have to talk about the third up rise of Kronos AND his mom. You just have to stay near me, and they can't hurt you. Neutral grounds. You can't hurt them, so they can't hurt you." Percy nodded.
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"It's just, if I leave, they'll try to send me back there…" Percy started.
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"Percy. Tartarus is on our side. He'll just send you right back, WITH AN ARMY." Jason said. The God of Alaska watched Percy as he shifted from foot-to-foot. "I'll make them promise not to send you there. They can't argue if I don't tell them WHO, at least until they swear on the Styx. Then you'll be safe."
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"What if they find out I'm a-"
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"I won't let them." Jason looked down. "I promise."