AN: Hello fellow fandom members. I know that in the past I have not finished stories or updated often. I promise that will not happen for this story (I already have most of it written and the entire storyline planned out which I never ever do) In this story there will be things dealing with insanity so it is your choice whether or not to read this. I do not think it is dark enough to be M however if you read this and feel differently let me know and I will change the rating. Also warning I am not 100% knowledgable on this subject so some diagnoses or symptoms may be slightly off or exaggerated for the sake of the story. This story is completely Mortal AU.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, they belong to Uncle Rick (Rick Riordan).

Whispers.

Darkness.

Silence.

She held her head in her hands trying to block everything out. Her eyes clenched shut causing pain to shoot up her skull. She slowly rocked back and forth whispering to herself.

"It's alright it'll be over soon, it's ok" but it all felt too fake to be comforting. Then the pain started. First a small almost unnoticeable tingling started in her feet. Then slowly burning tendrils of pain shot up her legs and through her body. She heard shouting in the distance. It was her own voice but it sounded completely alien. Finally as if the pain could sense exactly when she couldn't take any more it subsided, leaving her feeling cold and numb.

Percy's POV

Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot.

I stared at the blue laces of my shoes, only focusing on walking through the door. C'mon Percy you can do it. It'll be just like your old highschool, annoying jocks, jock's victims, hardass teachers, and the "middlemen". As long as you stay a "middleman" you're good. When I had gotten into the building I slowly looked up. They halls were crowded with people yelling, laughing, making out, etc. See it's just a typical highschool. Now where is the main office. I started walking down random hallways until a bloodcurdling scream stopped me in my tracks. The people around me just rolled their eyes as if this were normal.

"Hey everyone, come see the freak show in the cafeteria!"

Slowly a crowd formed, all moving in one direction. Since it was impossible to get anywhere I just followed everyone else. We made our way into what must have been the cafeteria. Then people started shifting around to try and get a better look.

"Hey make way, coming through here!" Some guy called out, pushing people out of the way. It was clear with the way everyone looked at him that he was a leader here. When he passed by I slowly followed him so I could see what was happening. What can I say, I'm curious! When we'd finally made it to the front I was shocked at what we saw. There was a gorgeous girl curled up in a ball, rocking herself back and forth. Her face was contorted in pain and every few seconds she would scream. I looked around incredulously; why was no one helping her?! The guy who I had followed up here stepped forwards, crouching down to her. He lifted a hand and poked her side.

"Hey freak ya gonna get up or we gonna have to carry ya to class?"

People laughed as if this was some kind of joke. A minute later some girl stepped out of the crowd, joining him.

"Yea are ya gonna just sit there? C'mon we expected more of a show from someone as freaky as yourself."

Again the crowd rumbled with laughter. What was wrong with these people? This girl is obviously hurt and people are laughing! A kid on crutches slowly came to the center of the crowd, stuttering as he spoke.

"H-hey Johnny leave h-h-her alone!" He was sweating nervously but there was a determination in his eyes. Johnny walked over to the guy, a vicious smile gracing his features.

"Oh yea" he started, poking the boy in the chest.

"What" poke

"Are" poke

"You" poke

"Gonna" poke

"Do" poke

"About" poke

"It?" Poke

By the last poke the boy on the crutches was knocked off balance, falling backwards. Now this was just cruel, first they're messing with some girl in pain, then they hurt a boy on crutches. No more.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Johnny turned his attention on me, the room becoming quiet.

"Who are you?" He asked, trying to figure out if he'd seen me before. Ignoring his question I crouched down to the girl, slowly picking her up. She showed no signs of discomfort. In the corner of my eye I saw Johnny reach out for my had and by instinct I grabbed his arm, twisting it behind his back and pushing him forward.

"What the hell was that?!"Johnny called out while rubbing his back with his uninjured arm. I fixed an icy cold glare on him. Fear was evident in his eyes but he tried to cover it up with an arrogant expression. Needless to say it didn't work.

"A warning"

I turned away from him, walking out of the cafeteria.