I don't own Percy Jackson, and that is why this is a FANFICTION
WARNING: THIS IS DARK, attempted rape is mentioned, addictions, and child neglect
"Can I feel again?" Tyne asked softly, holding a small hand out towards her mother's very pregnant stomach that was slightly pecking out of her large t-shirt. Grinning happily when her seven year old hand was laid gently over a spot where her new brother/sister was kicking. "They're strong Mother. Does this baby have a dad, or…"
"Of course it has a father." Tyne's mother snapped, ignoring Tyne's hurt look as she had her hand slapped away. "I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for those damn men taking advantage of me all the time."
Tyne nodded, sighing deeply as she buried herself deeper into her thin coat for warmth. She knew better than to complain that she was cold, her mother would only get mad and start hitting her. Saying 'You didn't appreciate all the things she did for her'.
Afterwards she'd apologies, saying she can't afford anything right now.
"Where are we sleeping tonight."
"I'll figure that out, after I talk to Uncle Jo."
"Why do you give Uncle Jo all of your money just for sugar? Wouldn't it be easier just to go to the the market for some? Uncle Jo looks and smells weird."
"Uncle Jo sells a special kind of sugar."
Tyne rolled her eyes, leaning into the cold plastic of the bus stops walls and started swinging her legs back and forth. Hoping that Uncle Jo would show up quickly, maybe if they hurried Pastor June would be able to find them a place in the church to sleep. Then they'd be able to have something to eat in the morning and Pastor June would teach her some words out of the bible.
The child was so caught up in her own thought that she didn't notice Uncle Jo get off of one of the busses (she also didn't notice the bus pull up).
"-I know it's only fifty but maybe you could spot me a little extra to help get through the night."
"I've already spotted you twenty, who knows maybe we could work out another form of payment." Uncle Jo said, his voice was hoarse and Tyne noticed him looking over at her with dark black eyes every once in awhile. Something about him always made Tyne shiver and want to throw up at the same time.
"I'm pregnant."
"Maybe the girl could take your place, if you let me break her in then I'll make sure you'll have enough for a month long high. I think she's matured nicely. "
Tyne's stomach dropped, as Uncle Jo licked his lips and grinned hungrily at her. Clinging tightly to her mother's arm for comfort. Suddenly all Tyne's could watch was the way he slide his tongue over his ugly discolored yellow tooth.
"She's seven."
"Ya, I'd just like to show her how a real man does it."
"You'd really give me a whole month for one time with her."
"For an hour with her I'll give you anything you want."
Tyne gasped as her mother's arm was suddenly yanked out of her grasp. Uncle Jo handed her mother a small bag of roughly grabbed Tyne's arm.
"Mom! I just want to go see Pastor June!"
"Do whatever he wants, if you do a good job I'll buy you a toy."
"Mom!"
~~!~~ Apollo
After another long day of pulling his chariot (Maserati) across the sky Apollo was looking forward to hear some good poetry at his new favorite cafe the 'Moon Cafe'. It is a Flordia hole in the wall, Hermes and he found it after searching 'Why is the moon so mean to me' into google on night after a long council meeting. It hadn't answered their question but it give Apollo a new place to hang out when he was board.
"Don't touch me. I don't like you, you smell bad." A small voice whimpered, catching Apollo's godly hearing from deep within an alley. "Don't touch me their!"
Curious, he walked into the alley careful to keep himself hidden within the shadow the tall buildings gave. At the very end of the alley was a small kid pushed up against a wall, held above the ground by a man. Mud covered their face and hair in clumps, scratches and bruises peppered their arms and legs.
"Hold still. I'm going to show you how a real man feels inside of you." A man whispered into the child's ear, the sun god watched as his back shivered with pleasure as he held the child against the wall by their throat. "It wasn't smart for you to bit me, now hold still or else I'll kill you mother and the baby."
The child went limp for a second, making Apollo think they had given in until they sent a kick awkwardly into the man's arm making him lessen his hold on their throat.
Not able to hold back the pure hatred he felt for the man any longer, Apollo notched his bow back and shot one of his arrows right through him head. The child gasped for air as the man suddenly released their throat, falling to the ground on their knees in surprise.
"Who are you?"
"I'm a friend, you can call me Hyak. What's your name?"
"T-T-Tyne."
For the first time Apollo got a good look at the kid laying on the ground. She was a small girl, no older than eight years old with raven hair and eyes. She looked thin and sickly in clothes that were torn and tattered at the seams. Her shirt had been ripped open, probably by the pervert who Apollo didn't regret killing, exposing most of her bare chest.
Apollo took off his shirt, careful not to startle the scared girl and gave it to her for the sake of her modesty. Grinning slightly as the large off white shirt hung off of her in a cute. Using the long sleeves to wipe the dirt and tears from her face, Tyne looked up Apollo with a soft smile.
"Thank you."
"Can you tell me what happen."
Tyne nodded as she buried herself deeper into Apollo's shirt, "That was U-Uncle Jo, my mama buys 's-s-special' 'sugar from him almost everyday at the bus stop. Mama didn't have a lot of money today because P-p-pastor June said she was tired of Mama using and smoking. Uncle J-Jo said that he'd give Mom 'enough for a month long high' for a time for me. I didn't want to go but he was b-b-bigger than me and Mama didn't stop him.
Mama said to 'do what he wants' but when we got to the ally she start touching me in places Pastor June said no one but my doctor should see. I tried to get him to stop but he ended pulling down his pants and putting...it bit down as hard as I could. He got really mad, that when he through my jacket away and ripped my shirt. He whispered stuff for a while and then...did you kill him?"
"I did."
"Pastor June says that it's a sin for us to wish someone dead, but I'm glad you killed him."
"That's alright, it doesn't make you a bad person to want him dead. Jo was a very bad and sick man, I'm just glad he didn't hurt you any worse."
Tyne nodded sadly, laying her head down on her knee. Suddenly Apollo felt something snap inside of him. He couldn't believe that a mother would send a child into this for what, probably Heroin or LSD.
"Do you want me to help you find you mother now?"