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Chapter VI
There's the Emo, and There's the Hottie. Yay!

Percy woke up several hours later. He shifted slightly, and smiled in satisfaction upon realizing his wounds were healed. They were rather annoying. He sat up in bed, trying to figure out what time of day it was by the amount of light fluttering in through the windows of the infirmary.

Oh who am I kidding I'm not some survival master like Bear Grylls. Where's the clock? Casting his eyes around the room, Percy finally found the clock on the far side of the room. 3: 16. Percy sighed and flopped back down on his bed, before swinging his legs over the side and standing. He had been hoping it would be a bit later in the day, around dinner time so he could just eat and go to his cabin, but alas, lunch would have ended only about two hours ago.

He tested his legs, hopping from foot to foot before he commenced his journey. He went over the details of his plot in his head as he greeted the outside world. Outside he saw a few people he vaguely recognized, but one person in particular caught his attention.

"Nico!" Percy called out, quickly jogging over to the pale boy, who looked up in surprise upon hearing his name being called.

"Percy? I don't think you should be u-"

"I feel fine...for the most part." He added in an afterthought. Appearances appearances. Percy bit his lip. Nico glared at him.

"Percy, you know better than that. Go lay down." Nico ordered. Percy whined.

"I'm okay, really! Now that I'm me again-"

"What do you mean, you're you again?" Nico cut in sharply.

Percy blinked. "Oh, I guess I didn't' get a chance to tell you what happened yesterday-"

"Jackson! Why are you walking around?" Will said from behind them. Percy turned around, looking like a deer caught in headlights.

"I was planning to come look for you-"

"I don't care, you aren't well yet. You're supposed to lay down until I say otherwise. You know the rules by now." Will give him an extremely exasperated look. Percy looked up at him sheepishly.

"When have I ever been one to follow the rules?"

"Which is precisely why I don't want you in my infirmary nearly as often as you appear." Huffing, Will grabbed Percy's arm and hauled him back into the building. Percy dragged his feet slightly but allowed Will to lead him back. Percy sat in his bed with a slight pout. Percy smiled internally as Will fluttered about the small room. Damn he was a good actor. I'd pat myself on the back if it wouldn't give me away. Percy watched silently as Will came at him with some nectar.

"Drink."

Percy took the glass. He drank it, expecting the taste of warm, fresh cookies to fill his senses, but to his surprise, he tasted nothing. It was as though he was drinking wet air. It was more tasteless than water. He frowned down at the cup for a moment, before snapping his head back up when Will started speaking.

"How do you feel? Physically."

"Fine. My wounds are all healed."

"Mentally?" Percy ducked his head down. "Percy?"

"He's gone."

"Who's gone, Percy?"

"The monster who was possessing me." A long silence stretched on, and Percy raised his head slightly to look at Will through his emo fringe. He thought he was doing a pretty good job imitating Nico.

"I'm going to get Chiron."

As soon as Will left, Percy fell back on the bed, laughing hysterically. Oh, this was too good! Giggles escaped him, racking his body with tremors. He quickly composed himself when he heard the sound of horse hooves. He sat back up, giving off the persona of not having moved at all. Percy watched with hooded eyes as Chiron walked in, followed by Will, and someone he hadn't expected.

Jason was hovering behind Will. Percy wanted to smile. He decided against it. "Percy, Will informed that you were possessed?"

Percy nodded slowly. Chiron shared a worried glance with Will. Jason shifted awkwardly. Percy vaguely thought that if this was the hero Hera would not shut up about, then he wasn't much. Cute, yes, handsome, yes, strong and macho looking, yes all of the above, but still. "What happened, Percy? You've been gone for almost a year and a half."

Percy looked up in shock. "I have? Wow...I knew it had been long, but I didn't think it had been...wow." Percy looked down, fiddling with his thumbs.

"Percy, you need to tell us what happened."

Percy took a big breath. "In the battle, this...this monster cornered me. He...I don't. It's like he took me over, and...when I accepted the offer of immortality...it wasn't me. And when it happened...there was so much pain. I was trapped within my own head. I was forced to watch as..as that monster took over my limbs, my senses. He killed people. Innocent people. He-he killed Ares! And Athena! And-and-and-and I couldn't do anything." Percy's tone was heartbroken as he stared in desolation at his hands, which rested in his lap. His body shook minutely.

Internally, Percy was desperately trying not to laugh. Holy shit this was fun!

Chiron stared down at thee shaking boy in shock. He took a breath. "How did you….escape?"

Percy shook his head. "I don't know. It was just like...like for a second, I got control of myself, and...I was able to overtake him. And then...I got free. And then he was chasing me, and I was so weak I struggled to get away, but then I made it through the arch…"

"How did you get all the way over here, Percy?"

"I'm...not sure. The monster, he had this ability to...teleport, I guess. And then...I was free." Percy shrugged. He refused to look anywhere but his hands, simply for the fact that he thought everyone would see the mirth in his eyes.

"Thank you, Percy. I know that was hard. Get some rest, I don't want to see you on your feet until tomorrow." Chiron ordered, before he left. Will followed behind him, leaving him alone with Jason.

"Hello." Percy said quietly, making Jason look around nervously.

"Hi. Are you okay? You were pretty bad out there." Jason said awkwardly. Percy smiling slightly.

"I'll be alright, soon. You're Jason, yes?" Jason nodded.

"So you're the famous Percy? I've heard a lot about you."

Percy looked down sheepishly. "Good things, I hope."

"You wouldn't believe. I...look forward to getting to know you. I can't imagine what you must've gone through."

Percy looked down again. "Thanks."

Jason left and Percy laid down on his bed again, shaking with silent laughter.

Jesus, pretending to have been fatally injured was boring! They wouldn't let him do anything! He couldn't get out of bed, unless it was to go piss, someone brought him his meals, and gave him changes of clothes, checked up on him, forced him to drink that Godly beverage again, and again. If he hadn't already lost all his humanity the nectar would've burned the part of his brain controlling it!

Well, it probably would've burned up his whole brain. And that wouldn't be fun. Then he'd just be a useless meat suit with brain matter dripping out of his ears. It'd be cool to see, but he still needed to kill all the Gods, damnit!

And he'd admit, it was nice to be waited on, this was probably what is was like when silly mortals knew who their betters were and treated them properly, but sadly good, old fashioned dictatorship wasn't a thing anymore.

Damnit, modernization.

They made him stay in the bed for three stupidly long days. Not that he didn't sneak out in that time, of course. On the second night, when he could hear the harpies fluttering around, he got up and silently walked his way to the front door. He looked overhead, trying to spot one of the birds. He'd never seen any harpy besides Ella. He stared in fascination as multiple ones circled the cabins, some fluttering out and other picking at the sculptures. He couldn't see very well in the light, but he could make out the shape of the harpies, and found to his surprise they were different from Ella.

They were smaller, with thicker, longer wings and sharper, elongated beaks. They were more square shape, fatter and stubbier with no necks. Their feathers stuck up in odd, random intervals. Percy crinkled his nose. Cleaning harpies weren't as pretty as regular harpies.

Percy stuck his head out of the cabin door. Immediately, a harpy squaked and swooped down towards him, claws extracted in preparation for-well, most likely ripping him to bits so he was easier to eat. But Percy just smiled. His eyes glinted poisonous green as he narrowed them at the fat bird. It screamed as it approached him, and Percy absently thought it would awaken some campers before he titled his head. The bird convulsed in mid air, before falling to the ground and writhing in pain, squawking febally. Percy's smile was feral as he watched it. He continued with his mental torture until the poor creature stopped moving, a faint twitch still moving throughout the wings and talons.

One bird, after several moments, slowly flew down. It landed next to his fallen comrade, pecking at the dead carcass lightly. He cawed softly, and received no reply back. Percy thought vaguely that it was morning the dead bird. But the next moment, the razor sharp beak shot down faster than Percy thought was possible, and started to devour the carcass. More birds joined in, and it became a brawling fight to devour one of their own. Percy cackled lightly. Soon, nothing was left besides a few blood splatters that blended into all the past ones. Percy thought he saw some of his off to the side, glowing slightly, but shrugged and moved on.

They birds, after several more minutes of cleaning both the cabins and their newly blood-soaked beaks, flew into the air. Percy noticed that once they were done with their task, they started to fly in circles around one of the giant fountains. As more and more birds gathered, it slowly became a whirring, squawking, writhing mass of feathers and wings. Percy was transfixed as the birds soon became one mass, a swirling typhoon of razor sharp beaks and deadly talons, before they all abruptly swooped down, and then back up, going straight into the sky until Percy could no longer see them.

Well that was amazing.

Percy was in dazed awe for several moments before he regained his senses and stepped onto the porch of the infirmary. He jumped over the railing, landing quietly before he set off. He needed to do some surveillance. First of all, he wanted to check out the damage he had managed to cause.

He found the Ares cabin first. He stared up at it with pride glinting in his eyes. It was ruined. The wood parts were twisted, splintered and knotted. The metal was dented, had lost all shine and came off in razor sharp pieces. The glass was broken or cracked, the paint chipping. One section of the door was completely gone, creating a two by three sized hole in the corner, causing the illusion of a never-ending gap into darkness. The flag that had once been brandished proudly from the top of the cabin, bearing the Ares symbol (an ax and a spear intersecting to form an X) was now broken at the stem, making the flag hang limply, the two pieces hardly held together by a mere scrap of a splinter.

Percy felt absolutely giddy. Cabin five was destroyed! Completely and utterly. A small squeal left Percy and he hopped up and down for a moment. He felt so proud!

High on the rush of success, Percy ran for the Athena cabin. He hoped the havoc he caused there was as palpable as it was in the Ares cabin.

He stopped dead in his tracks upon seeing the Athena cabin. His already wide smile grew larger. The Joker had nothing on his wrinkled cheeks. The cabin, whereas it had once been a light blue with red trimmings and accents, was now a pitch black. There were swirling images, writhing and convulsing on the woodwork, sweeping across and dashing through the metal. The flag no longer had Athena's symbol sewn into it (an owl with a branch from an olive tree held in its beak) but instead held the image of a bloody, broken bird carcass.

Percy put a heart over his hand. His babies! He was so proud. A smile stretched wide over his handsome face, Percy skipped around the other cabins. He needed a test subject. Sadly, he wouldn't be able to accomplish it tonight, but he knew his window of opportunity. He thought. It would be fairly easy.

He roamed the cabins, searching for a good one. He stopped by the Hades cabin briefly. No, Nico would wake up too easily. But the sister...no, she was probably a light sleeper as well. Percy hummed lightly as he looked through the cabins. Zeus? No, Jason seemed fun. Athena? No, he'd like to see them suffer, just not yet. Hephaestus? No, too useful. He was hoping to see if they could add some new things to his gear. Hestia? Nahh, they were cool.

Hermes. They had too many kids in there anyways. He'd use one of those that never got claimed. They may even thank him for creating more room in that cramped space.

Happy with his decision, Percy circled the building. There, that was a good entry point. Looking through a window he could see a bathroom. Not that he needed windows. But the bathroom was an idea space to appear.

Percy skipped back to the infirmary, giddy from his accomplishment and excited for the plan he would enact tomorrow night.