Percy Jackson pov
Its been three year since the Giant war. Three years since I lost everything. Three years since I lost myself. I know that your thinking, "well you survived didn't you"? Yes and no. I did survive physically, I however did not mentally. I went through so much before I even fell into Tarturus. I was able to cut the string before Annabeth fell in but I wasn't so lucky. With the momentum I used to jump over and cut the rope I fell right into the pit. I had to. It was Annabeth. She was like a sister to me. I swore I would awash protect her. I did what I had to. I would do it again. However when I was in Tarturus, there were things I did, saw, and had happen to me that I can never forget. I wish I could. I was tortured, I saw things I wish I never did. I was able to finally get out but I wasn't able to leave without waking up everyday reliving what happened there. After we defeated Gaia,we went to Olympus. I didn't even pay attention. It was too hard. After everything I couldn't just move on. All I remember is after I said my wish I left. I remember walking into Central Park and sitting there for the next hour. I soon went to camp half blood. Once everyone went to bed I gathered all my belongings grabbed Blackjack and left. I've been traveling around ever since. Here three years later I'm sitting with Blackjack sitting in a corner of an abandoned building with me next to him. Right now I was in a city called Arkham city. I was so tired of everything. What purpose did I even have anymore. I had nobody. I lost so much. Next thing I know I'm walking around the city. No place in mind. I just wanted to get out. I heard someone following me. I could tell they were following from further behind me. I decided to trap them. I went around the corner and saw a fire escape. I quietly jumped up on the ladder. I got ready to either fight or leave. I saw someone in a suit come around the corner. He had some fangs or something in his head and a cape. I jumped on him. I didn't want him following me so I thought knock him out leave get out the area never have to worry about it. I wished it was that easy. I wish it happened that way. I got him on the ground and thought I had him. I saw Blackjack in the distance coming to help. Next thing I know I started to feel woozy. I relived I was shot with a tranq. I yelled at Blackjack. "Go get help!" Before the world went black.
Time skip*
I woke up gods knows when. I saw that I was in some security place. Most likely I was in a prison. I saw four guards in the room I was in. Two at the door two on either side of me. There was a lot more outside my room though. I saw two standing right in front of my door and two more on each side. I saw guard lined and ready to jump into action. I heard someone coming. I closed my eyes. I thought "what did I get myself into now"? I next heard a woman's voice. "Who are your"? She waited for me to answer. I still haven't opened my eyes. I kept them closed. She then started to as, multiple questions "what can you do? Where are you from? Who are you? What's your name?" She asked to many questions. I was tired. I didn't want to be hear. I yelled. I opened my eyes. "SUUT UP"! I saw a woman about 5'2 African American standing in front of me. I saw a man to her right. He talked next. "Don't talk to her like that"! I sighed. I went to rub my hair like I do when I'm stressed or nervous to find out that they were binded behind me. "I'm sorry, I've just been through a lot and I'm stressed". She nodded. He just looked at me as if he were checking to see whether or not I meant it. She began to task again "ok, how about we start with what we know. We know that your name is Perseus Jackson your 21. We know you have some type of powers". I nodded. "All true" I said. I then said "I go by Percy Jackson and I have the nickname Tidal wave". "Listen can you just tell me why I'm here, what you want so I can leave". She nodded. She said "your in trouble for fighting someone who helps the city and a whole bunch of other crimes form your past. Your going to a vary secure prison. You'll be there for at least 67 years". To say I was shocked would be a understatement. I felt like crap. How could this happen to me I thought. She still had to tell me what she wanted. "I can help you however" she began "if you help me with some pathing I'll take years off your jail time". I thought about it for a minute. "How much time"? I asked. "How about 20 years" she asked. I knew I had to do it. "Fine, ill do it". I knew it was going to be hard. I knew it because what kind of people would call in a bad guy to help them. Before I could finish doubting myself she began to speak again. "I also forgot to say" she began as she started words to the door, "there's others too" with that she left. Damn. I should have known there was going to be a catch. The guy was still in here. He was still looking at me. "Listen I don't know if you got a problem with me or what but will you stop staring at me it's creepin me out". He looked away. He spoke. "We're bringing in people to go bring you to a cell until we talk to you again or until you meet the others. I nodded. That's when I realized what I just signed myself up to do. Before I could start to talk I was getting tired. Crap. Not this again. I should have known they would have done this.