What is up, my dudes? Liking the story so far? I hope so, because i plan for this thing to be looonnnggg, like, REALLY long. Its own book even. Heads up for this chapter, kinda detailed in a dark tone at the end. And i'm sorry for all the POV changes in this chapter, its just that if it didn't have it, there would be just 3 chapters with only 100 words. But yeah. Hope you like it. Please criticize.

Rick owns most Characters, so, yeah

I thought about so many things during the fall. Why this happened, who did it, should I be angry, should I seek revenge.

I thought about all the fun times I had, all the trips, adventures, and mishaps that happened over the years.

All the pain.

Everyone thought I was invincible. That no matter how painful something was, they thought that I could deal with it. Sure, physical pain was a breeze, punch me in the jaw? No problem. But mental pain? That was a different issue. I put up a facade, so people wouldn't notice, but on the inside, I was a screwed up mess. It had gotten better after my mother had disowned me, but it was still bad. I tried to help Percy and Annabeth get over Tartarus by acting like nothing was wrong, and become their 'therapist', but I think Percy noticed that it was all just an act.

I was jolted out of my train of thought by a splash. I looked down and noticed red glow.

No, not yet!

I was terrified of what I was going to find down here. I know the Titans are going to get us, it's just a matter of when.

The river of fire was getting closer and closer. I noticed a glowing silvery outline on the edge of the river, pulling a sputtering body out of the water.

Iapetus.

I started to see more figures now, all crowded around the river, looking up at my falling form. I saw hellhounds, cyclops and dracena. I was panicking now.

What do I do what do I do what do I do.

I noticed that I wasn't slowing down like I was supposed to, I was speeding up. Surely if I hit the water at this speed, I would die instantly. I angled my body down wards, trying to fall faster.

Better to die than be tortured forever.

I knew I was selfish, but I couldn't deal with the pain again.

50 meters. 40 meters. 30. 25. 20. 15….

Then, at 10 meters left, I was met with a big black net. I landed right on the middle, but I was going so fast, it ripped. I hit the water and my chest exploded from pain. I felt as one of my lungs collapsed. 3 ribs completely broken, another 6 fractured.

I sunk to the bottom of the river.

Well, at least I'll drown.

I felt two hands grab my hair, pulling me out of the water, sputtering.

Aaaaahhh… great.

"Why hello there."

I only saw the face of Hyperion before I was knocked out.

Throne Room, Two Months Later

"I'm BORED!"

"THEN FIND SOMETHING TO DO!"

"BUT I'VE DONE EVERYTHING."

"THAT'S IMPOSSI-"

"QUIET. BOTH OF YOU!" The twins father interrupted.

"But I must agree with Apollo. It has been dreadfully dull every since we cast the traitors into Tartarus." Zeus said. Apollo looked smugly over at his pouting sister.

"Any ideas?" Hermes asked, spinning his caduceus.

"Hey, why don't we watch them torture the brats in Tartarus?" Ares offered. "You know, that punk Percy and his lap dog Daithian."

"Yes, that would be of some entertainment." Zeus agreed "Good idea, my son."

"Must we?" Poseidon asked. "I know I disowned him, but I still do not like the idea of watching my once son be tortured."

"Hush, Poseidon." Hades responded.

"All in favour?" Zeus asked. All hands, except for Poseidon and Hestia, went up.

"Then it is decided." Zeus said. "I do believe we should also show the demigods what is happening to the traitors. Hermes! Go fetch the demigods that were here for his trial."

"Father, do you really believe that's the wisest

cho—"

"Silence!" Zeus shouted, glaring at his daughter. Once satisfied that his point was clear, he gave the order.

"Now, Hermes. Go."

Annabeth's POV

One second I was with Luke, and the next I was standing in the middle of the throne room, next to a group of equally confused people.

"Lord Jupiter." Jason said, kneeling in front of his father. We all followed his action.

"Rise, heroes." Zeus said. We all stood up and I just realized something that both scared me and excited me. Everyone in the room haven't been together since the 'Incident.'

"We have called you here today so you may get some, closure." Hades said carefully, as if scared of the way we would react.

"Closure for what, Lord Hades?" I asked.

Zeus glared at his smiling brother.

"For the murder of our children."

Everyone froze.

"What is this about, father?" Jason asked, with a tinge of anger in his voice.

"We have brought you here to witness the, torture, of Perseus Jackson and Daithian Kaldo."

No one spoke. It was so quiet, you could hear the cars in New York bellow. The Olympians all looked at Zeus questionably, as if it was his idea.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" I asked. Luke looked at me with a shocked expression covering his face.

"Annabeth, what do you mean?"

"Why are we waiting around? Let's got on to the torture!" I exclaimed. A cheer went around the demigod. Well, except for Luke, and Reyna, who's shocked face had turned to horror. How could he not be happy? We were about to witness a Traitor and Murderer get what was coming to him!

Soon, the gods were laughing, except for Poseidon and Hestia, who both had sad looks on their face.

"Well Poseidon?" Zeus asked. "Get some mist!"

Poseidon lifted his hand slowly and a wall of mist appeared in front of us.

"O' Iris, Goddess of Rainbows, Show us Perseus Jackson."

Percy's POV

.

I'm…dreaming.

That's it. I'm dreaming! This all didn't really happen…

No, it did, they betrayed us.

Your joking. They wouldn't do tha—"

Are we sure? Jason. Nico. Luke. Thalia. Annabeth… we don't think they would just cast us away, like garbage?

Hey! I'm not garbage.

But to them, we are just a worthless bag of shit. We saw the way Annabeth hugged our mother after she condemned us to Tartarus.

I'm-not-in-TARTARUS!

Are you sure? I distinctly remembered us falling. We hit the water and Bob– wait no, Iapetus, pulled us out.

That was just a nightmare! Like all the others…

Stop lying to us! You know they hate us. Our only friend is a broken psychopath who can't deal with being told he's WRONG! Our GIRLFRIEND cheated on us with the host of KRONOS! Our own MOTHER and FATHER DISOWNED US! WE HAVE NOTHING!

W-why are you s-saying w-we?

Because we are one, Perseus. We are you and you are us.

My eyes snapped open. I looked at the black walls that had shadows from the Greek fire that crackled in the middle of the room. "What a dream," I muttered. I looked down at myself. I was still hanging 2 feet in the air, so close to the ground that was covered in blood.

The red liquid was dripping from the thousands of cuts all over my body. Some of those cuts were shaped into words. One of them on the inside of my arm read 'Traitor' and another said 'Murderer'.

I looked to my left and saw the limp body of my now only friend, Daithian. He was exactly like me. Words spotted on his body, many hidden from the mask of scars. But the worst scar on his body wasn't from Tartarus. No, it was caused by Thalia. The place where his Achilles Heel was was a deep purple, covered in white scars. His hair was now bleach white, not like the dark chocolate brown it was before. Iapetus and Hyperion couldn't even touch the left side of his head, or else he would go unconscious, and what's the point of torturing if they can't feel it?

A loud clang alerted me to the approaching form of our torturers. I heard Daithian waking from his slumber.

"Wakey Wakey!" Exclaimed Iapetus. "It's time for fun!"

"Your fun is way different from my form of fun." Daithian mumbled. I smiled. After four months in literal hell, and he still hasn't lost his sense of humour.

"What's that?" Iapetus said while picking up a very sharp looking knife. "Is our punching bag getting cocky?" He threw his knife and it landed in my stomach. I let out a agony filled scream as it reopened the wounds on my chest.

"Never forget who's in charge here." Iapetus growled. Daithian clamped his mouth shut.

Iapetus walked over to Daithian, holding a vial of a bright blue shining liquid. Daithian started to squirm, knowing what it was going to do to him.

When he got a foot away from me, he pulled the knife out in a slow motion, twisting it every few seconds. I let out a whimper as it was fully pulled out and blood gushed onto the floor.

Let us take control. A voice in my head said. We can numb the pain, stop the agony.

Who are you? I asked. The voice sounded oddly familiar…

Don't we remember? We told us, we are one.

A choking sound resonated around the room. I looked to my left and saw as Iapetus forced the liquid down his throat. I grimaced. I couldn't understand how he could act so normal after the nightmares that that shiny blue poison induced.

His body went limp as it started taking effect.

"Now, your turn," Iapetus said, chuckling. It almost sounded warm, as if it was a father talking to his child, but I could hear the malicious intent behind it.

I started to squirm as he stalked towards me, but my vision was turning blurry from the loss of blood and the pain. Then, a thick mist filled the room.

I saw as the image of the Olympian Throne room filled my vision.

And standing in front of their parents thrones, was the people who betrayed me.

"Iapetus!" Zeus boomed, shaking the image.

He turned slowly, as if scared.

"Yes, god's?" Iapetus asked, with annoyance in his voice.

Gods glared at Titan. "We have come to watch the torturing of Perseus Jackson and Daithian Kaldo."

The Titan squared his shoulders, as if a soldier at attention.

"And why should I allow you to see them?" Iapetus responded.

"We can see them, you idiot." Athena growled, sounding annoyed at the prospect of not seeing me scream.

Heh, they would like that.

Wait, why did I say that?

Let us in. You are losing. We will soon be in control.

No, this is my body! I will never let a psychopath control me!

We forget so easily. This body is all of us, you are just the most powerful. But you are failing, soon, one of us will be in control.

No…No!

It will happen, and when it does, we will feel what it's like to be us.

A low growl alerted me of what was going on. Iapetus slammed his fist on the table, rattling the vials of liquid like a light show.

"FINE!" He shouted at the gods. "I will torture them for you!"

Everyone let out animalistic smiles. Well, except for Luke and Reyna.

"Oh yeah," I heard Thalia say, "This is gonna be fun!"

My blood was churning. They are excited for my torture? What disgusting creatures have they become?

"What is wrong with that one?" Will Solace said, pointing at Daithian.

"He is in a terrible nightmare." Iapetus replied.

"I would like to see what horrors he is experiencing." Zeus said.

"Morpheus! Come here!"

A tired man walked into view. With baggy eyes and a droopy face, he bowed infront of Zeus.

"Yes, Lord Zeus?"

"Morpheus, look into the mind of Daithian Kaldo."

There're going to look into my friends mind? To laugh at his pain?!

"Yes, my lord." Morpheus drawled. He turned around and looked through the screen at Daithian. Suddenly, my view of the Gods was replaced with a picture of a old house, crumbling to pieces. It's roof was covered in a meter of snow.

I knew of this place, he had told me about it…

It is his home.

It was his home