-The Monster Inside-
CHAPTER 2
The First Blackout
Percy
"Hehe...Hahaha...HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Laughed Percy maniacly at himself. His body was in a state of confusion. This is absurd! My team couldn't have died...They were the strongest in the camp! Percy thought to himself. After a whole minute of thinking, he took a deep breath and started for the camping place.
" I just can't jump blindly into conclusions...I need proof." Percy said, as he climbed up the last set of old,creaky stairs that led up to their camp's corridor. As he took the final step, he was shocked to have seen boulders still on the floor. He was even more surprised that the floor was strong enough to hold them! But what made Percy frantic was not thouse boulders, instead it was a mere bloodstain underneath a rock. There were limbs scattered about the hallway, and that fazed Percy. No..No, this isn't real! Percy thought.
The silence of the corridor was disturbing Percy. Annabeth! I need to get to Annabeth. Percy thought to himself. He instantly dashed like the speed of light towards the room where the temporary camp was supposed to be.
Upon entering the room, his mental bubble bursted into nothing but unseen air. Percy fell to his knees and tears began ejecting from his eyes. Anger was starting to well up inside him and slowly devouring his body and indulge it to darkness.
He crawled like a baby unto a corspe. A sword -a metal that of Celestial Bronze- was wedged right in the unanimated body's heart. It had that flowing blonde hair, that gray eyes. But it lost a characteristic. It wasn't alive, it wasn't beaming like that dream Percy had, it wasn't talking to Percy, it wasn't noticing Percy hugging it. Tightly.
"Aaaaah...Uhhhh...A-Annabeth...H-Hey...After this l-let's come back to c-camp, o-okay?" Asked Percy as he placed his left hand at the corpse's left cheek when he backed away. Tears finally broke free from his tear gland. Clear water flowed freely from his eyes all the way down his chin. Percy's jaw started claterring and loud sniffles had filled the room with life.
"Aughhhhh...Ughhhh...Ruhhh...P-Percy...Help..." grunted a masculine voice behind Percy. As slow as a turtle, Percy got up and turned around. The voice's owner was a camp-member. He couldn't remember the person's name as he is mentally wrecked. The person clearly saw Percy's face in agony, pain, and in confusion.
"...Help...M-me.." cried the bottom-less person. Percy could see that his guts were spilled down the floor. He could also see a scabbard lying near the camp-member who is knocking on death's door. He took a brief glimpse at the Celestial Bronze sword stuck in his beloved's corpse.
"Y-you...Worthless scum!" Yelled Percy at the near-death body. A fire ignited in Percy's eyes, while simultaneously triggered a switch in Percy's brain. He raised his knee high up. One moment, the head was still fine. Another moment, Percy's foot was dirtied red and the camp-member's head trampled and the brain spilled everywhere. He had put him out of his misery...but he had also taken vengeance.
"Ha...Haha...Hahahahahahaha!"Laughed Percy like a lunatic. He felt fresh, like newborn! That felt reaaally good, Percy thought. He turned about to the lifeless pile flesh that was once named Annabeth. "I've avenged you Annabeth! Hahahahahahaha! Now you won't live depressed anymor-" In a flash, a something passed by the left side of Percy.
Percy was in a dazed state. What was that? Where did it come from? Who threw it? How did it throw that? Percy came to look at the random object that flew by behind him. Percy was dreaded. It was a boulder. And there was another object laying before it. Percy squinted at the blurred other object. For a minute or so, his vision finally focused at the blurred object. It was his left arm. Why's that there?
By then, a sudden sharp pain stung in his left side. Percy glanced at his arm. It was gone. What used to be an arm was left a stubble of flesh, a pinkish tone ended the stub. Blood was spurting out the arm and was sputtering everywhere. A white bone poked out leaving tendons to be soon with the naked eye. "Aaaaaaaaah...I got screwed." Percy frowned, as if he is numb to the pain. The robot-like Percy swiveled as he looked at the hole where the boulder punched through.
There it was, the Typhon. The hundred dragon heads were all looking at Percy. It was enormous. If you compare it to a giant, it'll look like a mere toy soldier. Suddenly, all the boulders cracked open. There were nothing in it.
KAAAAAGHHHHH! The Typhon gawked. Suddenly, it spew Greek Fire from its mouth, with its trajectory unto Percy. The red inferno tumbling its way, the heat evaporating anything around the fire. So you want to fight, huh? Percy thought. I'll fight you. An evil smirk came across Percy's face, unfazed, and unshaken by the tension of the scene.
He released all his pent-up anger from his body in a blink of an eye, and shouted a berserker's battle cry. But then something happened. He had a blackout.
