Percy

My head rolled from side to side as I stirred. Peeling my eyelids open only to face an excruciating bright light. I tried pulling my hands to cover my eyes but some sort of restraint stopped me.

Handcuffs restrained me from leaving anywhere. I couldn't move and couldn't even get a clear view of my surroundings. I tried to lift my head up to look around the room, but a sudden jolt of pain stopped me.

"Ah," I yelped. My head dropped back to the rough pillow my head was resting on before. I tried again, this time much slowlier. My green orbs took in the sight of my chest, where a bandage covered a gaping wound on my torso. What in the world?

How in Hades's name did I even get undressed? Who would undress me? I shifted my legs and thankfully felt the uncomfortable tinge of my jeans. Thank the Gods.

"Mr. Jacskon, you're awake," The mean really didn't sound enthusiastic, he sounded angry at me for some reason. I twisted my head in the direction of the man and found myself face-to-face with an eye-patch.

"Huh? Who are you?" I demanded at him, glaring into his dark brown eyes which caused him to flinch ever so slightly. He glared at me, giving the feeling that we weren't friends and he couldv'e done this to me and...ANNABETH! Sudden realization jolted me from my array of thoughts.

"What did you do to Annabeth?", I shouted at him. I threw questions at him and his glare hardened and his face contracted with anger. What? I was just swimming with Annabeth? How did I even get here?

"Mr. Jackson, I advise you to stop mulling about. Your here for reasons that you know of and that little incident cant fool me," The man smirked triumphantly like he knows more than Athena.

Does he know about Half-Bloods?

Someone else appeared at the scene, eating a slice of pizza. Taking a few steps forward, he darted his eyes around the room, his eyes lingering to my various scars and back to the dark-skinned man in front of me. The black trenched coat man took notice of this, and without looking he spoke.

"Parker, get Banner down here will you?" It didn't sound like a request, more like a command in question format.

A piece of pizza hung from his mouth as he gaped at me, turning and running away from the direction of the room. Chewing and swallowing as he ran he shouted.

"Bruce, Bruce Get down here!," The 'Parker' guy faded and his voice dissapeared.

I averted my sight and once again turned towards the man. "Where is Annabeth? Oh gods you better have not done anything to here! I swear on the-"

The man cut me off. "Mr. Jackson, if you are wondering about Ms. Chase, then she is dead." The man looked at me strangely, quirking an eyebrow.

What he said engrossed me and it seemed as if the whole world was in slow motion.

She's dead.

She's dead.

She's DEAD!

The heart monitor next to me began beating incredibly fast, my throat constricted and my heart felt as it was stopping. The pain from the wound on my chest felt worse, as if someone dipped a needle into Chimera poison and shoved it in my torso and slowly ripped it out. Evein in unimaginable pain, I was still mute, unable to comprehend what Fury had just told me.

I couldn't help but jump to the conclusion that they killed her. These despicable mortals. They killed her while I was asleep. I could just imagine this cold-hearted man plunging a knife into Annebth's heart and slowly killing her. That Monster.

This clearly angered me and the invisible thing stuck in my throat began to fade. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?", I yelled at him putting all my strength and hatred into my words. My voice was laced with venom as I snarled at him viviously. I wished that he would just die at that moment I wanted nothing but to kill him, even if it meant sacrificing my life.

I started struggling around the bed, hot tears blinding my vision. I wanted to punch the man as hard as I could but my handcuffs said otherwise. My chest squeezed and I felt the blood trickling down my arms. Nothing will stop me from murdering this monster. I will do anything to avenge Annabeth. Anything.

"I'm going to kill you!," I glared at him with malice.

The man smirked. "You know why you are here you little devil. You are a terrorist and I advise you to stop struggling."

My face contorted with rage. Iwas going to kill him. Make him suffer for what he did to Annabeth. Lighting and thunder erupted around us, water pouring down and hitting the window panes with enough force to cause small tremors. An earthquake grew more powerful each second, intensifiying and slowly destroying the foundations of the city.

It exhausted me, but that didn't stop me from trying. At that moment I could have destroyed the city. I can take fatigue but when facing pure hatred, it's something i would let out. But, as said by many, I blamed it on myself, and that's how every problem has ended up-me blaming me.

The shaking Earth softened, but I gaurantee you that the rain wouldn't stop anytime soon. "Oh Gods, it's my fault," I slumped down back into my pillow.
The heart monitorhad dropped and shattered, no longer a beeping sound to be heard. The pain rushed back to me and everything hurt, worse than last time.

The metal door that had been shut flew open. Two frantic men rushed in, darting thier eyes around the room and surveying the damage of the earthquake.

"Is the kid alright?," One of the group asks, taking a quick glance at me and looking back. He whipped his head back after a second and his face quickly expressed shock. I looked down at myself, the wound had reopened and was bleeding badly. Thick streams of blood trickled freely down my body and my sweat endlessly poured down and burned my wounds to no end. Chaos is a word to explain what the man were seeing.

My whole body was quivering, from head to toe, in frustration. I was sweating badly and my breathig was the only thing anyone could hear.

"Why did you kill her? WHY DID YOU KILL ANNABETH? Why not me..?," My broken sobs echoed across the room.

"No, Where'd you take her?," I demanded, ignoring the fact that I had just asked why did you kill her just seconds ago. The black trench coat man took a step forward, his body bristling with slight rage.

"Annabeth Chase? That girl you keep talking about? She's gone. You recieved a Grade Three concussion and have been unconscious for two weeks. Having temporary amnesia is normal for this stage," The man stepped back, quirking an eyebrow to display his confusion.

No, it can't be real! They're just saying stuff. No one is dead. Annabeth, Piper, Frank, and Hazel are still alive. He's just lying to you. My thoughts reverbrated around my head, a high pitched ringing noise echoing across my mind. Im going insane.

One blond man with hair brushing just above his shoulders took a step forward.

"Perseus, You and Lady Annabeth were part of the War against Lady Gaea. Many half-bloods were lost including your Beloved, Lord Frank, Lady Piper, and Lady Hazel. Do you not remember any of these events?" The man boomed in a clear powerful voice, explaining everything as if he knew all the answers.

Once again, pulling the hand-cuffs, which resulted in them digging into my skin even more, kept me intact in bed. I wanted to destroy this wretched place and beat the Hades out of the blond man and that pirate. What right did they have to say these surreal things aboout my friends. But what if they were real?

A voice rang in from my head, driving me insane. Saying four words that wanted me to pull my hair out and destroy the world.

"Oh but is is..."

A/N Sup guys. Havn't updated in a while. Should I update faster with less words per chapter like this one or do longer chapters and update later. Anyways please review. Gets more exciting later on once Percy gets out of SHIELD (AKA NEXT CHAPTER)