A/n: Hope you have not lost faith in me writing this story. I just have no time to write it due to the overwhelming amounts of school work. Next chapter just needs the ending written and the whole thing to be edited. Hopefully this chapter makes sense. Apologies for it being short!
Percy's POV:
"You still have the cornucopia? Dang, how have you not lost it?" I asked, memories coming back from after we, as in Annabeth and I, managed to escape Tartarus.(When they had the picnic)
"You do realize she's not you right?" Nico interjected, "you are the least responsible out of the whole lot of us here."
"True…" Jason thought out loud, earning a smack from Piper. "What was that for?!"
"For being mean. Come on Percy, sit down. We need to fill you in on what happened the last 5 years. What would you like to eat? We have high velocity pineapples and some roast turkeys." Piper laughed, recalling the days when we were with Hercules.
Shaking my head to Piper's question, I sat down next to Hazel. She hugged me and whispered "it's good to see you again Percy."
"Good to see you too." My hoarse voice scaring her as I felt her flinch, barely, and she let go of me almost immediately.
The rest had already started eating. From the almost empty plates, I could tell they were waiting for dessert.
"What?" I asked, noticing the stared the others were giving me.
"Scars man. Dude, they're all over your body…" Leo trailed off, answering for the whole group. They were still staring. Just like how they used to stare at me.
And they would stare when I was too injured for them to continue to torture. And I would cry out in pain and they would keep staring. At my body covered with injuries that ended up to be the ones they were staring at.
And they would stare and stare. Neverending. Even when one was torturing me, they would stare, waiting for their turn. Especially her.
She would always come and say hello. Every time I awoke from nightmares or dreams. And right after, she would hang me up on the wall and open the cabinet in the corner. And a second later, she would be standing in front of me, twirling the knife in hand. And she would move back a few steps before she threw the knife. And it would strike me in the abdomen. And every time she would hit at the same spot and I would cry out in pain before she grinned at me and stalked out of the room, only to appear the next time I awoke from slumber…
"Percy. Dude, you zoned out." Frank told me as I saw the rest starting on their dessert.
"You okay?" He continued, not taking his eyes off me.
"Yeah, I'm okay." I replied, blinking to get the image of her out of my mind as Frank continued eating his food. I sat there watching them live a peaceful life while mine was an utter mess.
Man, was I jealous of someone this time…
After lunch, Jason had to teach the camp on sword fighting. And so he decided that I would be a great person to duel to show how real sword fighting should be like.
"No powers. Ready, Start!" Shouted Chiron as almost half the camp watched. (IDK how Chiron says it and i'm too lazy to do research so...)
I was holding onto Riptide, Jason, his Gladius. We circled each other for a few moments before he attacked, and I defended. A minute later, I went on the offensive. We continued on like this for the next couple of minutes before I felt a sharp pain in my head.
And did it hurt.
But I just thought I had overexerted myself.
It wasn't until Chiron declared it a tie and I had collapsed on my bunk (when Percy returned to his cabin) did I realize something was wrong.
Headaches didn't last for an hour.
Or so I thought…
A/n: Sorry for the short chapter. The next one will be longer. Hope you enjoyed it!
