Second chapter in one night :D still don't own PJO or HoO sadly xD Should be less triggering this one... we'll see
Percy's PoV
Annabeth sat across from me at the table for breakfast.
Not beside me. Not even remotely near me. She sat as far away from me as she could.
We were sitting alone today, Jason had been on lookout, so had gotten breakfast early, Piper had woken up earlier to be with him so no doubt they were on deck making out somewhere, Frank was still in bed after taking first watch last night, and Hazel had taken a nasty blow to the head yesterday.
Why you ask?
Because of me. You see, we had been fighting a ... gaggle? Group? Herd? ...of Emposia, and I let myself get taken over by that side of me again. Near the end of a fight I was at one end of the ship fighting 3 of the Emposia with Hazel, I had both of them cornered and was, dare I say it, enjoying driving my sword slowly into one of their sides whilst somehow managing to keep a hold on the other by the throat, forcing her to watch as I killed her sister. Eventually the first Emposia turned into dust, it might as well have been Cocaine due to the high it gave me. As I turned to the other one my grip slackened, she shifted and bit into my arm a little, her teeth digging into open wounds from the previous night. I let her go, determined to cause this one even more pain than I had caused her sister then she turned into dust. Hazel stood behind her with a small "I just saved your life" smile on her face". After that everything is a blur for me, all I remember is that when the others arrived at the scene both I and the railing around the ship were covered in the blood from Hazels head.
The thoughts from that night still haunted me, but no where near as much as my thoughts now, or more my lack of them. Why didn't I feel guilty? I know I should, and I know a part of me does, but that part is buried so far down, that part is being suffocated slowly and one day it will just cease to exist.
And I think Annabeth sensed that.
"So... you OK?"
"Of course I am, why do you ask?"
"You just seem a little tense"
"I'm not the one who decided to sit over 5 feet away from her boyfriend"
Our eyes met. I couldn't tell you how long we sat like that. We both wanted to break the tension, but were too scared of what that might mean to do so.
"Hi guys, have any of..."
That was as far as Frank got before I jumped up from my seat, punched him in the nose, then he crumpled. After that I can only assume that I started attacking him, later I would notice the nail marks where I scratched him, the bruises where I punched and kicked him, and even bite marks. I was no longer human, I was no longer a demi-god. I was nothing but a monster, I was worse than an animal, I was worse than any enemy I myself had ever faced.
I had gone too far.
And that is why I shouldn't write at 12 O'clock at night... 0_0