Mwahahahaha. Take that, evil turkey.

*turns to Mel* Well, what did you want me to put? That's what I do when I don't know how to start off. I write down what I'd just said. *shrugs*

Anywhere, it's time for another chapter! 8D I realized I've been on this site for nearly a year. O.O At the end of this month, I'll be a year old! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY. I'M FINALLY TURNING ONE~!
...Hmm. FanFiction says you have to be at least thirteen to be on here. And I haven't turned one yet. I might have a bit of a problem. xDDDD

...I need to stop writing these chapters late at night. You guys are starting to see my crazy side. O_O

Crazy side? What, you have a normal side?

SHUT UP, HARRISON. UGH, who let you off the forum, anyway? :O

DISCLAIMER: I own rights. Of course I do. Would I be writing about the characters if I -

He doesn't own rights.

O.O HARRISOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON! }.{

~THE KIDNAPPED HERO TRILOGY 3: FRAGMENTATION~

II: Transformation

{and thankfully for you guys, I decided to turn in for the night after that AN up there - now my writing will be a bit more normal, xDDD}

{DAY FIVE}

PPOV:

I couldn't do this.

It felt like months since I'd seen anyone human.

My skin burned.

It was dark. Nearly complete blackness, the only light seeping from tiny cracks between the door and the floor.

I was alone.

I hated it.

I wanted somebody.

Anybody.

I needed food. I hadn't had any since camp. Hunger slowly carved away at me, leaving my stomach raw.

I kept my eyes open. I don't know why; there was nothing to see. But I kept them open, and I blinked, and I looked around, absorbing nothing but glad I could do something.

I hadn't stood since the previous day. My energy was spent trying to escape. Now my legs tingled from lack of use. When it got bad, I banged them against the wall a few times. It hurt horribly, but at least they weren't completely numb.

I felt hollow. Like a shell, an empty crust of who I had been. The hero in me was gone. If not disintegrated entirely, then it was buried under unmovable mounds of nothing. Piles of no hope and no feeling, of despair and numbness. Piles of nothing, yet they managed to eat away at me and crush me like heated metal.

There was no chance of escape anymore.

I could barely move; never mind stand.

I felt sick.

I was gone.

And my only hope was that my saviors would never arrive.

{DAY SIX}

I no longer opened my eyes. There was no point.

I sat leaning against the wall, wanting to go back to sleep.

A part of me wanted to die.

The pain was unbearable. All my cuts and bruises that had never healed properly still stung. My head throbbed.

I knew Echidna would never let me go.

I was trapped forever.

I had no purpose anymore.

And a part of me wanted to die.

{NIGHT SEVEN}

Any tears I had ever held back were gone.

I couldn't do this anymore.

I hadn't drunken anything since Echidna had left.

I was dying, and I knew it.

And I wanted it.

The door opened. Light flooded my dark prison. When I finally opened my eyes, the sudden brightness made me shut them again. Once I could see clearly, I observed the Chimera standing before me. A cup filled with water was at my side. Apparently all worry I would try to use it to attack was gone.

I saw the water. It wasn't much, but it would help with the horrible dryness I felt.

But I didn't want the water.

Water would sustain me. And I didn't want that, not when I was so close to death. So close to escape.

I looked the monster in the eye. I shook my head back and forth. No.

It grunted, then jerked its head toward the cup. I shook my head again.

The creature growled. It glared at me, telling me to drink it. I denied again.

The Chimera let out a loud noise in frustration. It used a paw to keep my head against the wall, then tilted its head and lifted the cup in its jaws. I tried to turn away, but I couldn't. I tried to say something, but my throat wouldn't work.

It pushed the cup against my lips and raised the angle. Much of the liquid spilled down my chin and onto my dirty clothing, but some found its way in. The water trickled in, and I would have coughed it back up, except my eager tongue and mouth absorbed it all before it even made it to my throat.

The monster then left me, but only for a few minutes; it then returned with another cup and repeated the process. I struggled, but my lack of energy worked to my disadvantage. I sealed my lips tightly to prevent any water from gaining access. Fed up, the monster dug a claw into my forehead; when I finally winced in the pain and my mouth opened slightly, it shoved the water inside. This round made it into my throat.

Then it left me and slammed the door shut again, leaving me more miserable than ever. I would have sobbed if I had any water up there yet. I didn't want to live. I wanted escape.

{DAY EIGHT}

Hope was gone.

Hope was irrelevant.

I was alive.

And there was no escape.

Wait, I thought.

There's always a way. You can do it.

Right away, I knew I couldn't choke myself. No one would have the willpower to succeed that way.

Would bashing my head against the wall enough times do it?

Probably not, I decided. It would knock me out, but I'd never die unless someone else kept doing it.

What would Mom say if she saw me like this? I wondered. She would be horrified. At my thoughts. At what's happened to me. At what Echidna did to me. At the fact that I'm even in here.

But Mom isn't here. No one is.

You're alone.

APOV:

HAHA! YES!

I was at the end of my instructions. I'd arrived in Powell.

I opened the car door and leaped from the interior, grinning in satisfaction. There was a strong wind blowing through the town, chilling the air and sending goose bumps down my back. The air was raw and dry. I stood on a road with houses lining either side of the street. The homes seemed average – not too large, white and brown walls, not over- or under-decorative. It seemed like a regular place.

If only these people knew what had been happening right under their noses.

I cackled. I'd made it!

…Now what?

I grabbed the ransom note from my car and read it over again.

"YoUR FriEnD Is mINE nOw

iF yOU eVeR WaNT tO SeE HIm aGaIN,

COmE tO PoweLl, wYOMinG on tHE wiNTeR SoLstICe

And bRiNG a WEaPoN

GOoD lUcK – yOU'lL neEd iT."

I had my dagger, so I was fine on weapons.

It was the winter solstice.

I was in Powell.

So where was Percy?

That's when it hit me.

Powell was a big city.

And Percy could be anywhere.

As I drove around the city, I tried to think logically. I channeled what little focus I had left.

She wouldn't hide him anywhere with a lot of people. That just wouldn't make sense. It wouldn't be near places with people, either. It wouldn't be completely concealed; that's probably where she would expect me to look. So he's probably hidden in plain sight. Somewhere out in the open, yet still abandoned.

I drove around aimlessly, seeking a place like this. I came across a few empty shops and dilapidated buildings, but nothing was right.

My hunt became frantic. I started noticing many places in which he could be stashed. There were closed-down banks, decrepit houses with no owners, a tiny, rundown school, large patches of trees … there were too many places to search!

When passing the school again, I noticed something.

The front door was gone. Completely. There were ashes near the entrance that were scattered on one side, as if they'd been kicked away quickly in a hurry. As I got closer, I saw that there were still hinges attached to the wall.

I parked in the lot and approached the building. The hinges were blackened, as if they'd been burned. The wood around the frame was also singed.

The odd part was that the rest of the exterior of the school (which was actually just a single hallway) was fine. It was like someone had ignited the door deliberately and then put out the fire when the wood was gone. It looked recent, too. The damage appeared to be relatively new – within the past week, I guessed.

My eyes widened. I grinned. This had to be it. He had to be in there!

I laughed. This was too perfect! Echidna hadn't done a very good job of masking her crimes; it was almost as if she'd made it so that I could find Percy on purpose!

My cackles were abruptly cut short as something came back to me. I froze.

"Echidna has a plan. She is depending on you coming to rescue him, so that she can fight you."

"Annabeth, Echidna's plan requires you to make it there. She wants you. She needs you."

Was Grover right? Was I walking into a trap?

WHO CARES? Percy is in that building! You're so close! GET IN THERE!

Yes. Who cared if there was a trap? Percy was in there.

And I was ready to do anything to bring him back.

Hmm. That was interesting. xD I'd like to say that most of my writing isn't like that, but I'm not a liar. xD

...Oh, who am I kidding? I'm a complete liar. xDDD

HAHAHA A CLIFFHANGER. I win. xD The next chapter will either be up near the end of August, or in a week. Not sure which yet. xD I'm very unpredictable in some ways. I'm also extremely predictable in others. xD

This chapter is shorter than my usual, I believe. Oops. Haha, well, I wanted to end it there. So deal with it and hope I get up my new one by next week. xDDD

So ... I believe I've said everything. I believe. Knowing me, though, I'll remember something in four hours and curse myself eternally. Until next chapter. But that's my problem. xDDD

So ... see you laaaaaaattteeeeerrrrrrr. :o