Chapter 3: Who am I

(Percy POV)

*(Flashback)*

"Perseus Jackson." The monster said in a rasp voice sounding like he hasn't drank anything in years.

"What do you want?!" I asked angrily.

"Oh you know...Revenge." He said in such a dark voice that made me shiver.

"Oh? And what for?" I asked trying to sound oblivious.

"My father."

"And who's that, because I don't remember fighting anyone with a son." I stated. "Especially with bad breath as yours." Yeah my insults aren't that good, but he did

get mad.

"Yes my father did say you were something. But not annoying!"

"Oh really?" I sounded hurt. "And if I might ask, who is your father?"

"Iapetos"

"Oh..." Annabeth told me about him once. He was the titan of mortality. "Your Menoetius"

"Yes I am, now you must die!" He screamed at me.

I was confused, why did he want to hurt me?

"Why are you trying to kill me?" I asked.

"Ugh, Half-bloods are really dumb." He said mostly to himself.

"Hey! That's not very nice."

"Well, I'm not a very nice person. Anyways, why I'm here you ask? There's going to be a new war." He said proudly.

"What?" I asked not expecting that answer.

"You heard me, a war, my father wants power because he never has gotten it. Getting rid of you will do just that. Now die!" He rushed towards me, with his sword

out.

I rolled between his legs when he reached me, and I ended up behind him. He growled and rushed at me again. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my pen,

Riptide.

Okay, I know what your thinking. 'What's a pen suppose to do?' Well, it's actually a sword given to my by my dad.

I uncapped it and ran to meet him in the middle of the hall. I slid under him and slashed his leg while doing so.

"Agh!" He screamed in frustration and pain. "You will die young hero, if that's the last thing I do!"

"Uh, I don't think so." I jumped up and stabbed him in the stomach. He screamed again. I didn't even get to process what happened next. But suddenly I hit a locker

and slid down to the floor.

"Weak." He said coming up to me. "Annoying." He slashed my leg. "Stupid." He said coming closer to me. He grabbed my throat and pulled me up so I was face to

face with him. I could smell his breath. "Useless." He spat on me.

"At least I'm not ugly." I croaked out.

He huffed and slammed me against the lockers again. I breathed in some fresh air, not gross monster breath.

"You know 'Perseus', do you see this sword?" He asked me asking at his weapon. "Well, this isn't just any ordinary sword. It's poisoned."

My eye's widened.

"Haha yes, and do you know what this poison does?" He said stepping closer to me.

I stared at him.

"Of course you don't, I mean you are just a little 'Seaweed Brain'."

If my eye's could widen anymore, they sure did.

"Oh no, don't worry. I didn't take you little Annabelle."

"Annabeth." I immediately corrected him on instinct.

"Whatever, but I have been watching you until your most weakest point. Everyone thinks your a freak. You get bullied every day, and your step-father only stops it a

third of a time. He doesn't know that when he takes you to school every morning, that the bullies are already there waiting for you." He stated.

He looked me up and down as if he was analyzing me, he then got a evil grin on his face.

"Poor Perseus. The bullies have done lots to you." He said summonly. "Yes, I say they do more along the line of abusing you."

I flinched at that, knowing it was true.

He continued. "No one ever stood up for you. Your own father wasn't there for you. Even your step father Gabe did less abusing to you then the bullies do. And you

let know one know about it. Your mother doesn't even know you have trouble at school, she thinks you have all the friends in the world when really you have none."

"My mother doesn't need to know, nor my step-father Paul, no one needs to know...and no one does." I stated looking down at my hands.

"Yes, I know." Menoetius said putting a hand on my shoulder. I immediately flinched away from his touch. "Ah, you see? You even flinch when someone tries to

comfort you. I bet you try to hide it every day, because you are afraid people will go and get in your business."

I nodded summonly.

"But Perseus, that's why I'm here. My father wants you to be the commander of his army. He will treat you like your his own flesh and blood son. No one would harm

you again."

At first I liked how he was getting me, but then I realized he just wanted to use me for the war so that he would win. Not happening.

"Menoestius. I know what your doing. And my answer is no, I can never turn my back on the people I love just so you can win a war." I said whacking his hand off

my shoulder and standing up.

He looked at me with rage.

"Well then, maybe I will help you out a bit. I bet your family has never seen these, right?" He asked.

He then pulled up his sword and sliced my shirt in half, reviling my scars that I have been desperately trying to cover up, that were made by the bullies.

"And now let me just add some 'scratches' so it will look like I had done those."

Before I could react, he slashed me over and over and over again in about ten seconds. I ran sideways trying to get away, but he stepped in front of me and pushed

me against the lockers again.

"And now for the grand finally." He said more to himself. Just then he slashed me across the chest three times. Each slash deeper then the one before. I screamed in

agony, the poison worsening the wound.

"Yes I guess you would have guessed by now that the poison on this blade doesn't kill you, but makes the wounds slower to heal and the worse of the wound."

I felt something in my pocket, Riptide. With the last bit of energy I had left I stabbed upwards immediately turning the ugly serpent like animal into dust.

I sat there for about two minutes more. I looked down at my shirt. It was ruined, but at least it wasn't to tattered that I couldn't keep it on.

But I couldn't just walk into my class wearing it. They would get freaked out. I got up slowly and walked to my locker, it was only about 4 yards away. I then grabbed

my sweatshirt and pulled it over my wounds. I walked back to class and looked in.

"Uh Paul. Can I talk to you outside?" I asked my step-father.

"Sure Perce." And followed me out.

Once he shut the door, I knew I couldn't stay awake any longer. Next thing I knew I was falling to the floor, with Paul screaming my name. Then it all went black.

- Alright I know you guys probably hate me right now. I haven't posted in a long time!

So I really didn't know what I was going to do with this story, but yeah he gets abused by his own classmates! It's sad I know.

Alright, if you had no idea what was going on in this chapter; here is a quick summary.

*Percy is dreaming about how he got attacked.

*Menoestius came to recruit Percy to join his titan father Iapetos and kill all the gods so he can have power. So like another Titan War.

*Menoestius gives us a little taste of what the people are doing to Percy, and that is bullying/abusing.

*Percy refuses and gets slashed by Menoestius sword, which is poisoned.

*The poison on the sword is something that doesn't kill you, but makes the wounds heal slower and be; well worse.

And that's pretty much it. Review and good bye!

P.S.. I will be posting this week.

-Cojay723