Chapter 11: If only they knew... if only

Percy POV~

"What did you just say to me?" Loki sneers, grabbing a fist full of my hair.

I spit in his face, "I. Said. No," I growled, not paying attention to the throb in the back of my skull. Loki raised an eyebrow and whispered in my ear.

"I have your precious little sibling and you half under my control, I would start fighting if I were you," Loki snickered. My eyes widened, he could not harm her. I would not allow him to.

I bit my lip and turned to my cousins, guilt and sadness flowing through me. They glared at me with so much hate I visibly flinched. If only they knew.

I felt myself slowly losing control of myself. And I let it happen.

Water began to swirl around me as I tried to swallow the lump in my throat. Tears were brimming my eyes and I knew my fatal flaw would get me in trouble.

In about three seconds.

I knew I could not hurt them, but my decision was like falling through quick sand. I could not just leap out and be okay. No, I would have to take a little sand with me, some memories or burdens of this horrible fate I have been given.

I felt myself raise my hand and watched in shock as knives made out ice. They twirled around a bit before aiming at Thalia and Nico, whom had scared expressions.

Which soon turned into anger.

"How could you, Percy! You were practically our brother and you go and betray! Your a sick, sick bastard Perseus. I can not even believe I trusted a male like you!" Thalia screamed, seething.

I looked away, silent tears flowing. I did not want to hurt them, I truly did not. But there is not some fairy that grants you wishes and gives you what you want. No, this is how the world truly is, dark. hurtful, and definitely not forgiving.

I knew what I signed up for when I entered Camp. Though I never realized the cost.

I knew that as soon as I flicked my wrist, all the knives were going to go hurtling towards my cousins. I could not allow that to happen.

I was biting on my lip so hard I tasted blood. I looked up at the sky and pleaded for them all to forgive me.

Using the ounce of will power I still had in me, I clenched my hands.

And all hell broke loose.

Thalia POV~

That, that, savage!

And I considered him my cousin.

I stared up at his blue eyes with nothing but disgust.

Wait, blue?

Never mind, my mind is playing tricks on me. I gripped my bow that was now crackling with electricity.

He dares aim swords at me?!

Oh he is going to wish he was never born. I was in fact a bit shocked by his actions, but what I was really surprised about was that he stopped them.

They were beginning their descent towards us, slowly closing in. That is, before Percy clenched his fists and they dissolved into steam.

Talk about bipolar. One second he is trying to kill us, the next he is trying to save us. Well I do not have time for this. I pull out my bow and approach Percy, giving him a menacing glare. He did not even flinch.

Oh so he thinks he is all that.

"Hello cousin. Enjoy your killing spree?" I asked sweetly, giving him a smile. He glared in return.

"You do not know my reasons, so quit thinking so harsh of me," He said, seething. I sent three arrows his way in response.

"Oh yes, of course I will not think harshly of you Perseus. You are after all our little pawn. We could never let you get hurt," I fake sympathized. Hurt was written on his face, causing me to falter a bit in my stance.

Focus.

I let four more arrows fly towards Percy. Unfortunately, he dodged every single one.

"I do not have time to chit chat Thalia. Hate me all you want, but there is a reason behind this all. I have to go, if you have not noticed a battle is raging around us," Percy told me, walking away.

I guess I really had not noticed. I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts. "Get back here Perseus! This is not over!" I yelled over the clanging of metal.

Percy shook his head sadly. "Unfortunately Thals, it is."

Nico was immediately at my side as soon as Percy dove into the fight. "What happened?" He asked, breathless.

"Nothing of importance. Now Nico after all this is over, we have something to do," I announced.

"And what is that?" Nico questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"Following Percy and that creepy guy. Duh."

Thor POV~

I wonder who those two teens are and why they were so shocked to see Perseus. Hm, no matter. I needed to get Perseus away from Loki, before he does any more harm.

I was about to go charge at them, my hammer raised , when Loki appeared in front of me.

"Ts, ts Thor. Why must you ruin the fun? I was enjoying the little show my Perseus put on," Loki said in a disappointed tone.

"Your Perseus? I never recalled you actually owning him, brother," I replied.

"How many times must I tell you not to call me brother!" Loki growled, slashing his sword down at my ankles.

"I have lost track actually," I told him, meeting one of his strikes with my own. We continued to bicker and fight for who knows how long.

"Sorry, but I have to cut this battle short. I have people to torture and wills to break. Here I will give you this to keep you entertained," Loki announced in a bored tone, and created an exact replica of himself. I opened my mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Loki Number Two's sword.

Loki Number One gave me a smirk before walking away, probably to go find Perseus. Perseus! I need to go save him. I slammed my hammer on Loki Number Two's head, causing it to crumple to the ground.

I glanced around and saw the rest of the team was also fighting my brother's illusions. or should I say, Loki Number Three, Four, Five, Six, and Seven.

"Just kill them! They are not real! We need to get Perseus!" I shout over the noise. I am guessing everyone heard because they immediately slayed their own little Loki.

We all regrouped and searched around for Perseus and Loki. I saw the two of them standing on the metal staircase of seats. )

A pair of teens came to our sides, and glared at the duo above us.

"Well look at the time! It has flown by so quickly! Perseus and I have some tasks to do so if you will excuse us." Loki announced, clapping his hands together. Slowly Perseus and Loki faded into mist and then disappeared completely.

I slammed my fists on a nearby metal pole. "We were this close in getting him! This close! Now he is back with that monster all over again," I cried, tugging at my golden locks.

"Um.. who is he," One of the teens said, I glanced over at them. Both were completely dressed in black, giving off that sort of goth aura. The boy was wearing an aviator jacket and had a skull ring on his finger. The girl was wearing a t-shirt that said DEATH TO BARBIES , with an arrow sticking out of a doll's head.

Aren't they just so happy?

"He? He just so happens to be the greatest hero in the world and goes by the name Perseus Jackson," I tell them happily.

The girl snorted,"My cousin, a hero? What have you been smoking? Did you not just see him kill all those innocent mortals? Or were did you just so happen to be looking in the other direction?"

Cousin? So these were...

"YOU ARE THALIA GRACE AND NICO DI ANGELO?!" I scream, causing them to jump.

"Yea, what is it to you?" The boy asked suspiciously.

"You guys are amazing! You always are with Perseus and helping him. And you all have really cool powers..." I ramble before Thalia puts up a hand to stop me.

"Why do you still think so highly of Percy? Even when he killed all those people?" Thalia questioned, a slight edge to her tone.

I stare at her wide eyed. "You really do not know, do you?"

"Know what?"

"That Perseus-" I start.

"I have news on where Perseus might be," Natasha announced,"Shall we follow it?"

I stare at Thalia for moment before saying," I will explain another time. Just, just do not jump to conclusions so fast. Now are you going to join us?"

Thalia looked slightly confused and nodded, indicating she would come with.

"Of course, I need to know what my suppose dead cousin has been up to."

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Percy POV~

"What the fuck were you doing?" Loki asked kicking me repetitively in the ribs. "I said to kill them! Not just knock them out you fucking retard!" He screamed stomping on my chest.

I did not trust myself to speak, knowing that blood will probably start flowing out.

"Answer me you worthless piece of shit!" He yelled once more, grabbing the collar of my shirt.

"I w-will not do as you say," I stuttered, coughing up some blood towards the end.

"Oh really? Well then for your actions you get to watch a little show," Loki sneered, smiling evilly. "I am sure you will love it."

He dragged me to a steel chair and chained me to it. He slowly spun it around so I could face the other direction. There my parents were hung, looking paler than the last time I saw them.

Loki walked up to them and pressed his scepter onto both of their chests.

"Let us play a game. Whoever kills the other fastest gets to be tortured. Sound good to you?" Loki told them, causing my eyes to widen.

"You wouldn't," I said in disbelief.

"Ah, but I would."

My mom and Paul began battling each other viciously. Paul gave my mother punch in the face and an elbow in the stomach.

While I just sat there, speechless as they fought.

And I still sat there my mouth wide open as Mom ripped out one of Paul's eyes.

And I still sat there quietly, even though my mom was dead and Paul was bleeding to death.

Because I could not believe it.

I did not want to believe it.

Mom and Paul are dead, just because I did not murder some people.

"Well that was splendid! And I did not even have to go through the trouble of having to kill the one that stayed alive. Now here comes the next show! You will like this one even better!"

Loki grabbed my chains and dragged me to a dark room. A high chair sat smack in the middle, a smiling baby seated in it. It smiled even wider when it saw me, not noticing the horror on my face.

I turned to Loki.

"Please no, do not do this."

"It is too late Perseus..

"PLEASE! I will do anything! Just, just do not harm the baby," I beg him.

"Though it is nice to see you beg, I can not do as you ask. I gave you a task and you completely ignored it. Now you must face the consequences," Loki told me seriously. He brought out a small knife and approached the baby.

The child began to whimper at the sight of the deadly blade. "Let us have some fun," Loki told it, slicing its soft skin. Tears pooled out of her eyes as she cried out in pain.

Loki made little cuts all over her arm, making it look like it had been wiped across a cactus. Her heart breaking sobs echoed through out the room, surrounding me in this bubble of sadness.

He moved over the the next arm and carved the letter L and P on her flesh. "Our letters," He said proudly.

Blood was pouring out of her wounds, making her scream louder.

I wanted to help, I so badly wanted to help. But what could I do? I bit down on lip to try and stop the second wave of tears from coming out.

Why?

Why must this happen to me? I wanted to do something. anything.

Blood.

That is it! Blood! I stared at her arms and made the blood freeze up, creating a little cast around her arm.

"Interesting Perseus, very interesting. I thank you for showing me your little trick. Now be a good boy and go back to your cell peacefully. Or," Loki told me,"The baby gets to have more fun."

I nod my head so quickly I thought it would fall off.

"Oh and take this gift." Loki grabbed the baby's head and pressed his blade on her scalp. He slowly began to cut off her scalp, until her head was bleeding badly. She screamed and screamed, her voice cracking and giving out. Her cheeks were soaked with her tears and her eyes held a burning a pain in them.

I knew it was only a matter of seconds before she died.

As if he was reading my thoughts Loki waved his hand dismissively, "If she dies I will just bring her back, so she can face eternal torture for your sickening ways."

Now I could not stop the water works.

Loki grabbed my hair and dragged me back to my old cell, her scalp clutched in my hands. Loki glanced down at it,"Why don't you wear it as a hat? Maybe then people will stop dying from the horrors that is your face."

He threw me in there and locked the door, encasing me in darkness.

"Sweet nightmares my puppet," Loki called over his shoulder, causing his odd helmet to shift a bit. "We are going to be having guests tomorrow."

I curled myself into a fetal position and thought about today's events. I had killed some people and watched as my image I created for my cousins fell away like crumbs of a pastry,

I had caused my parents death.

And made a baby get tortured,

I was slowly becoming insane, both Loki and I knew it.

At some point I was going to break. And no one was going to be there to put the pieces together again.

I suppose my puzzle pieces were becoming lost. Making it impossible to create the image again.

I closed my eyes and chewed on my cheek, smiling as I tasted that metallic taste.

Tomorrow we will be having visitors.

And maybe, just maybe,

they are here to save me.

Well it's been a while, what's up?

Well, I speeded through this update since you guys haven't read anything for this story for ...two weeks? And I thought you might want some cliffhangers to keep you thinking during this Thanksgiving weekend. School *sigh* is just a lot of work. From essays to exams, I have a lot on my plate. That's even including all the extra crap I do. So updates are going to continue to be slow and yeah :/ though I will try to update this weekend if I have time :)

Oh and to answer Technovok's question, yes this takes place after the movies. And if we are talking about the books, this takes place after the final battle in the Blood of Olympus. Hope that answered your question :)

Now I must be going, I have homework to complete.

See you soon!
~Stuckbetween2worldss

(PM me over the weekend I'll be on )