Chapter 10-
"Well, that was interesting." Apollo was the first to speak as the others watched either the doorway or Persephone.
"Yeah." Percy grimaces as she said this and turned to race up the stairs. Apollo watched her go with a curious expression.
"Where's she going?" he questioned, looking at Poseidon as if he had all the answers. Poseidon shrugged, but watched the doorway worriedly before turning back to his conversation with Amphitrite.
"I'm going after her." Luke stood, but Achilles stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. A warning gaze made Luke sit back down.
"I'll go." He sent a look towards Dionysus quickly before jetting up the steps, taking them two at a time, he raced through the kitchen and up the grand staircase, he was surprised he didn't catch a fleeting glimpse of her, but realized why when he came to a stop outside her bedroom bathroom.
"Go away." She could barely form the words as blood streamed from her mouth and she threw up into the toilet. Instead of leaving, Achilles looked to make sure nobody had followed him and gently shut the bathroom door. He grabbed the clean towel that hung neatly from a small rack and held it up to her nose as she finally stopped convulsing. Percy took hold of it and tilted her head back to help stop the bleeding.
"Are you okay?" he questioned quietly. She glared at him and tears rimmed her eyes.
"Do I look okay?" she tried to growl at him, but it ended up coming out as a stifled sob. Achilles sat down next to her and helped her lean against the tub.
"Persephone." A warning growl came from the doorway and they glanced up to see Dionysus slipped through the door with a can of something teal. "Drink this." The can clicked open and he shoved it into her hand.
"Why?" she sniffed it and frowned as she didn't recognize the liquid inside. Dionysus sighed and grumbled something under his breath as he sat down on the floor in front of her.
"This is godly nectar," he paused as Achilles looked at him with surprise "It's extremely potent to demigods; gods must drink it in order to survive." Percy had been drinking it and sputtered as he said this.
"Wait! Why are you giving it to Percy?" Achilles reached over to grab it from Percy and she asked it away from him, glaring.
'Forget that!" she replied "Why's it different then the nectar we use at camp?" she questioned anxiously.
"The nectar you drink at camp is an extremely diluted kind. The gods like to mix it with wine at their parties and when they realized it could be used to your advantage, well." He shrugged and Percy relaxed slightly.
"Okay, but that still doesn't explain why you gave it to Percy!" Achilles exclaimed, again reaching for the can.
"Persephone's blood is partial ichor, meaning that her body needs the extra energy in godly nectar." Persephone took another sip as he said this and grimaced slightly.
"I don't know if I'll be able to drink this." She muttered, gritting her teeth. Dionysus grimaced.
"You'll drink it if you want to live." He growled suddenly. Percy jumped, not expecting it as his eyes glowed a deep purple. 'Now, if you'll excuse me." He stood briskly and slipped out of the bathroom.
"How are you feeling now?" Achilles questioned, watching as she took another sip of the blue nectar.
"Eh," she shrugged "I have more energy." She raised her eyebrows and took another sip as he rolled his eyes.
"That's a good thing." He smiled as she snorted. "How are you going to keep this a secret?" he motioned towards the can and she twitched her lips, not quite ready to answer.
"It only has to stay a secret until the quest, after that." She shrugged and he muttered under his breath, standing up and holding out his hand.
"Well, if that's the case, I think it can be kept until then." He pulled her to her feet and she threw the now empty can in the small trash.
"I hope so." She muttered, opening the door and stepping out with Achilles close behind.