Chapter 11

Thank for your reviews and for those that are helping me make my story better. And I am sorry again for taking so long in updating, and i decided to change the summary if you dont think it is good tell me and I will change it. Here is chapter eleven and I hope that you will enjoy. I must warn you that there is torture in this chapter.

Percy's POV

Percy let a cry of pain escape his dry lips, as the whip came down upon his back once more. The chains that held him three feet of the ground were released letting him fall on the puddle of his own blood. It had been three days since he saw a familiar face, three days since he had seen the light. For three days of endless torture, and the absence of food and water have driven his mind to the point of hallucinations and nightmares of his friends and family being tortured, and killed.

"So, who's next?" Atlas said.

"I believe it's my turn," said Khione her voice cold as ice "he is mine to do whatever I please with, correct?"

"Yes he is," Gaea said "however you cannot kill him, for we still need someone to keep the troops entertained." The room was filled with laughter, the laughter of all the enemies Percy had made over the years.

"Put him on his knees!" Khione ordered, and four hands pulled him up from the ground and into his knees "what a beautiful boy." Percy opened his eyes to see Khione's brown eyes staring coldly at him.

"What lovely green eyes, and what a greatly built body," Khione said passing her finger through his bruised chest making frost spread through him, but quickly melting the water making him stronger, her eyes showed surprise as she saw the frost melt so quickly "What are you?"

"You forget I'm too hot for you," Percy said with a smile earning himself a punch in the jaw witch hurt him greatly but it hurt her as well.

"Ahh! You will pay sea scum!" Khione made an ice dagger appear witch she tried to cut him with, however the ice dagger melting at his touch "give me a real dagger; I still need to cut him." While Khione was distracted looking for a dagger he used his last bit of strength to pull the chains free. He turned into a werewolf using his claws to attack his enemies sending the room into chaos.

He was about to slash his claws at Atlas but they whipped him making his attention turn to the Makhai that was holding the whip. Then another whip hit his wrist wrapping his arm, the Makhai holding the whip pulled it making Percy stumble and fall. Just as he was about to get up two Cyclops picked him up and slammed him onto the ground.

"Restrain him," Ouranos said "and stop playing around with him."

The Makhai and the Cyclops started to beat Percy up until he turned back to his human form, and as he turned back to his human form he was shackled and chained, pulled up three feet of the ground. Khione grabbed a knife and stabbed Percy on the left leg twisting it making Percy scream in pain.

"You like that hero," Khione said pulling the blade free of his leg and putting it to his cheek, his own blood staining his cheek "this might hurt."

Khione dug the knife an inch above his right eyebrow sliding the blade slowly and painfully through the length of his face. Percy let another scream of pain as the knife traveled down his face, his vision flooded with his own blood, as laughter fills the room. After Khione reached his jawline she kissed his right cheek making him shiver at her touch.

"Makhai, you know what to do" Gaea said "you must excuse us we have more important things to discuss, but don't worry they will keep you company."

"Wait!" Percy called "I noticed that not all of you are here, where are the others at?"

"I see you are not as stupid as we thought," Ouranus said "they have started their attack, so when the primordial are at their full power we will have no opposition, and it will be an easy road to victory, now we must plan our next move, have a good day."

As everyone left the earth behind them closed leaving Percy alone with ten of the Makhai, even in the dim light he could see their decaying skin lit by their lava like blood making them look like human volcanos. Percy heard movement just above him as he looked up to see more of the Makhai pouring in, and he knew what was about to happen. By the vibrations that traveled through the ground and the chains he knew that there were thirty Makhai, ten of them were armed and ready to stop any attack, but the other twenty were cracking their knuckles getting ready to entertain him. Percy could hear their crackling laughter, but his he lost his hearing as a strong fist landed on his left cheek throwing him to the side where another hard punch was waiting for him.

The chains were released making him fall where he was promptly put on his feet just to be sat on his ass as a kick landed on his face. He was punched and kicked for what seemed like days until he passed out.

Did I ever mention that demigod dreams suck; because they are never just dreams but visions and other mystical stuff that make his head hurt. He saw many of his friends battling in the arena, he had fought three days ago, and they were completely surrounded by the Makhai. Clarisse was sending orders telling them to lock their shields and spears. The more Percy watched, he realized that the Makhai were toying with them, he knew the real power of the warriors.

"They are pathetic!" Percy heard Ouranus say in his dream "you have led them into this trap, they have come here to rescue you, and all they find is four giants, and an undefeatable army!"

He saw as arrows flied piercing the shields and armor of his friends, he woke up with a jolt as he saw Nico fall to his knees. His left eye remained closed as it was swollen shut, his body was hurting, many of his recent cuts still bleed, the little vision that still remained from his right eye was obscured from the wound Khione had inflicted on him, the metallic taste of blood he had grown used to lingered in his mouth. He looked around to see the same room he had been for five days, the floor and walls were stained with his blood, the stink of monsters was prominent. He looked around again to look once more for an exit witch he had done every time he woke up from unconsciousness.

"No Percy there are no exits here!" a familiar voice said from the darkened corner "I see you have come to realize this, has the mighty titan slayer given up!" The voice said with mock surprise.

"Reveal yourself!" Percy commanded his voice sound weak to his own ears.

"You are not the one that gives orders here!" The voice said with anger clear in her voice, a his breading could be heard as if he was trying to control his anger "that is what hated about you the most, your commanding authority, your power, your innocence and selfless nature!"

"Who are you?" Percy asked, confused he knew that voice, whoever it was sounded strangely familiar, it was strong and commanding with an angered edge.

"That look in your eyes tells me you are thinking!" The unknown man said with mock surprise "is the world ending, now that seaweed brain is thinking, oh wait the world is ending." Percy was looking upon the shadows waiting for the man to reveal himself, or to continue to speak.

"Stop playing games with him and reveal yourself!" Gaea said from the other side of the room which was not covered in shadows.

"As you wish, my mistress!" As those words escaped his mouth a hooded man appeared from the shadows, then the hooded man revealed himself, revealing a man in imperial gold armor, and gladius. His blond hair, the scar on his lip, the tattoo of an eagle with thirteen stripes, it all looked wrong, the man standing in front of him was none other than Jason Grace. He had no shackles, no sign that he had been captured.

"You traitor," Percy yelled with his entire strength making the room shake "you betrayed us; I will kill you with my own hands!" Percy started to struggle trying to avail to free himself from the chains that kept him of the ground.

"No I'm no traitor!" Jason said looking offended, and he continued to speak using the winds to turn Percy's chains so he can always be looking at him "I'm just smarter, and why would the camp need me now that they have you, isn't that what camp Jupiter did, they gave you my Praetor position!" Jason said his voice filled with anger "all of my twelve years of service for nothing, when you came around and in a week you got it, and Reyna you know I loved her, I did not remember her when I woke up in the bus, but as I remembered my past I learned that I loved her, before I disappeared."

"What does that have to do with me?" Percy asked, confused "you could have returned with Reyna, I offered your position back."

"But you had what I wanted the most," Jason said his voice filled with lust and anger "you had the power I desired, you are more powerful than most of the Olympian gods do, and you haven't even reached your full potential, you could overpower my father if you had taken god hood." Jason said breading fast as he controlled his anger.

As Percy saw Jason he had a flashback to when he was in Tartarus, as he kept first watch while Annabeth slept.

Flashback

"Beware of your companions fatal flaws, they shall prove to be great obstacles ahead." Percy opened his eyes to see a beautiful garden, so beautiful which seemed unreal, however he knew that such beauty existed as he had seen it with his own eyes.

"Come Perseus we are just having dinner come your late," Athena said, with a soft but yet commanding voice.

"Who's we?" Percy asked as he stud up approaching the table where two goddesses were having dinner.

"Just sit and eat Percy," a warm and welcoming voice said "you look like you can use it."

"Lady Hestia, you look beautiful!" Percy said vowing at the goddess, making her blush at his comment. She wasn't in her usual nine years old form but in a beautiful twenty or so woman. Her auburn hair braided running down her chest, her body covered in a white silk dress that attributed her perfectly, reveling her shoulders and arm that had a golden arm bracelet engraved with fire designs.

Then he turned to a woman to his left that had a dress that was white at the top and then slowly faded into a red color, with a sword that strapped to her waist. Her long and black hair was in a ponytail, her grey eye calculating his every move.

"I don't mean to be rude," Percy started "but I was keeping watch for Annabeth while she slept, so could we cut to the point."

"We understand that, but what we need to tell you is important," Hestia said "this concerns the quest, and you the most being the leader that will save the world."

"What we have to say is helpful, however if this information where to fall under the wrong hands you could be in trouble," Athena said "also you must keep this information to yourself, the seven of the prophesy are all heroes, and like all heroes you have fatal flaws."

"Yes, I know this already," Percy started only to be interrupted by Athena.

"I am here to tell you about your friend's fatal flaws," Athena said "this is information we rarely share, so you must use it, to help you lead the quest."

"Percy, you know your own fatal flaw to be loyalty, Annabeth's to be her pride," Hestia said "Franks fatal flaw is that he is to worried all the time making him not able to see many possibilities, his fear is his weakness, Hazel's is her desire for acceptance, she might be tempted to switch sides by the enemy you must be the rock that keeps the team together."

"Leo always underestimates, he underestimates his abilities as well as his enemies," Athena continued "Piper she might be the smartest daughter of Aphrodite however she is still naïve, she is driven by love even thought she might deny it she is still the daughter of Aphrodite."

"The next fatal flaw we tell you is the most dangerous is the one you have to keep an eye out for," Hestia said in a warning tone "Jason's fatal flaw is power hunger, he wants to be the leader and has always been the leader until you showed up to camp, he will try to take the leadership of the quest from you. Remember that you need to be strong to lead this quest."

Flashback end

He remembered now Jason was given power to help the Primordials. They were giving him power that they would take after the war was over, the power that would lead the world to its doom.

"What are they giving you?" Percy asked, making Jason believe that he did not know the answer.

"They are giving me the power that the gods denied me," Jason spat the last word as if it where poison "they have promised me whatever I want, a whole kingdom to myself."

"They are just using you Jason don't listen to them they will kill you along with the Olympians once they have what they want," Percy said genuinely worried for Jason's sake.

"What do we have here?" Said Ouranus as he entered the room followed closely by two Makhai warriors, his stave making a light clicking sound as he steeped "the traitor of the Olympians, what have you come here for?" His tone was deadly as he approached Jason. And just as Jason was about to speak, Ouranus grabbed him by the neck pulling him a feet above the ground.

"I- have news," was all Jason could get out as Ouranus held him there, before releasing him making him fall to his knees gasping for air "the quest to look for him has just started, however the gods have given the leadership to Clarisse." Jason finished flinching away at the stare Ouranus was giving him.

"You had a simple task, you just had to bring them to the arena," Ouranus said anger clear on his voice "and you could not even do that, what good are you." Ouranus started towards Jason fear flooded his face as he backed up against the wall.

"I-I told them where to go," Jason said "they are on their way here they just stopped for a rest and I used this opportunity to come and inform you." Ouranus stopped advancing, and pondered the situation, then turned and faced Percy.

"I guess you are not as useless as I had thought," Ouranus said, turning to face his stave, which was perfectly crafted, the stave was made with a strange grey metal, very sharp at the bottom. Lines ran from the bottom to the top, at the top they turned into spikes that held a glass ball filled with fog. As Ouranus examined the glass ball an evil smile appeared on his lips.

"Your friends look rather bored, shall we entertain them?" Ouranus put the glass ball up to Percy's eye level, where he could see the Argo II traveling undisturbed through the skies; about thirty to forty campers were on board, including the new gods, and Artemis.

"No!" Percy said struggling to free himself, until he was punch in the gut forcing the air in his lungs out, then Ouranus put the glass ball near his mouth.

"στείλετε τα πνεύματα καταιγίδα!, (send the storm spirits)" Ouranus ordered into the glass ball "now you must leave Jason, return to the ship and show how loyal you are!" Ouranus said, saying loyal as if it were a joke. Then Jason disappeared in a flash of lightning and wind.

"How long has he served for you?" Percy asked, hoping to get an answer.

"Ever since you took his glory by killing all the giants and when you stole his friends and family," Ouranus said before turning to leave before stopping at the exit "is there anything else you would like?"

Percy's insides twisted with rage and he could not stop the words from coming out of his mouth "I would like a duel against you, son of a bitch!" Percy noticed a small glint of fear cross his eyes before it returned to his haughty and strong look.

"Stop!" Ouranus ordered as the Makhai were getting ready to punch Percy for insulting their ruler "I will see you in the arena Perseus, he is to be fed, healed and put into proper armor ready for our duel!"

"But why accept the challenge of the silly little boy?" Gaea said embracing Ouranus with her arms.

"Like I said fed him, heal him, and get him ready for the fight of his life," Ouranus said pealing her arms from him "oh and give him plenty of water to use in the arena, I'm sure he will find it useful!" With that he left Percy with Gaea and the Makhai.

Percy was released, and he spent the whole day being healed, getting food and water, his strength returning to him as he lay on a cold salt water tub. His cuts still left scars after they healed; he was fine with them for they no longer bothered him. With his renewed strength he tried to contact anybody outside of the cave he was in but with no success.

"I would not try that if I were you," a soft voice said making him turn, the shadows covered most of her body only a silhouette.

"Who are you?" Percy asked hoping it was not a monster, but a friendly face came from the shadows, the face of his grates 'what if,' "Calypso." He stood up abruptly forgetting he was naked under the water. Calypso blushed, and Percy jumped one of the side walls that could hide him from her view, he reached for a towel, and dried himself before putting on his boxers and pants then coming out he said "sorry for that."

"It's ok," Calypso said still blushing "I heard that you were being kept here and I decided to come pay you a visit."

"Are you a captive here too?" Percy asked "Are you all right? How long have you been here?"

"Yes they took me after I was released from Ogygia," Calypso said starring at his now scarred torso from the torturing he had received "I see they were not as friendly to you as they were to me."

"Yeah they had their fun!" Percy said.

"I heard that you and Ouranus are going to have a duel!" Calypso said "I know you will do well, however you will not be able to defeat him."

"I know he is a primordial and they can only be killed with a their own weapons of power," Percy said "and the only one I have seen is his but I dough he will use it during our duel, so I can't use it against him."

Silence enveloped them, until two of the Makhai came into the showering room in full body armor two swords and spears. Then Atlas entered after the Makhai holding shackles, with an evil grin on his face, his spear strapped to his back.

"Time for your battle," Atlas said, he shackled him and pushed out side through corridors and tight turns until they reached an armory "arm yourself, and prepare to receive pain like no other!"

Then he exited leaving Percy, and Calypso alone. Percy put on a white sleeveless shirt, under his thick leather armor, arm bracers the concealed hidden blades. Around his thighs a strap held a foot long knife, and then he strapped his loyal sword around his waist. Calypso helped by tightening his arm braces, and leather armor making sure it stayed in place. Percy grabbed another sword from the rack of swords, along with a gladiator's helmet, shield and spear.

"You are arm rather heavily!" Calypso noted.

"Well I don't know what type of weapons he will use," Percy answered "I would rather just use my sword, or bow, however I can't use my bow for my arrows would be deflected by his wind powers, and I don't want to be caught by surprise if he tries anything."

"I see you are ready!" Gaea's voice rang in his head. Percy turned as a human shape formed from the ground "I came here to help you defeat my husband."

"I thought you were on his side!" Percy said surprised at her words "why would you help me beat the one leading your army to destroy the gods?"

"My husband is powerful, and I need his power to resurrect my favorite son," Gaea said "Kronos, along with other giants; however none of my other sons or daughters have the strength to challenge him."

"So you want me to kill Ouranus so you can resurrect Kronos just so I have to kill him again?" Percy said "that does not sound smart at all."

"I just came here to tell you he will use spear, sword and shield against you," Gaea said "he is the primordial of the skies so he's speed is unbelievable, don't throw your spear at him he will use his powers to protect himself, hear my warning or perish in battle." With that she melted back into the ground.

"I can't believe she would betray her husband a second time," Calypso said.

Percy was about to speak when Ouranus walked inside followed closely by Atlas and Gaea. Percy had never seen Ouranus without his hood, but now he stood in full battle armor six feet tall. His hair was gray and wild looking; his face looked young and strong, his arms were big and strong, but he moved with ease. Two spears were strapped to his back, and two short swords hung at his belt made for speed and agile technique.

"I look forward to our match it's been a while since I have fought someone," Ouranus exclaimed his voice filled with confidence "your insolence will be the end of you."

Double doors opened to reveal an arena, the stands were filled with monsters cheering for blood. As Percy's eyes adjusted to the light he stepped forward, he looked around checking if battlefield a plan already formulating in his mind.

The arena was huge; one section was filled with ruins of temples, where only columns remained, separated from a great forest by a creek giving Percy an advantage to the center if he could use his abilities over the water. The mountains in the background were topped with snow Percy's senses tingled whit the power that came from the arena, he could feel the power of the giants, titans, and gods that had sided with the primordials.

"Take your places," a voice rang throughout the arena, Ouranus disappeared from his side appearing at the other side of the creek "fight!"

Percy thrust his spear at Ouranus forcing the water to obey his command making an ice spear catching Ouranus of guard. However with his blinding speed he sidestepped it sending a powerful gust of wind knocking over a column towards Percy, who had dived into the water. Ouranus disappeared just as Percy resurfaced making the drops into deadly sharp ice daggers, sending them where Ouranus had just been. Percy looked around searching for his opponent floating on the water surface; he was swatted away by Ouranus' spear making him slam into a tree nearby.

Percy staggered as he tried to stand; Ouranus appeared next to him sending a powerful kick, Percy had just enough time to raise his shield, in an attempt to diminish the pain of the blow. As Percy struggled to regain his balance he swung his spear hitting Ouranus in the head making him stager. Percy took advantage of his opportunity jabbing his spear at Ouranus face, yet he jerked his head backwards making Percy cut part of his ear off, setting a heavy flow of silver ichor.

With an angry growl he disappeared, appearing at the edge of the creek grasping his injured ear.

"I see you are going to make things interesting!" Ouranus said before he threw his spear at Percy, which he rolled out of the way.

Ouranus pulled another one of his spears from his back running towards Percy at supernatural speed. Percy started to run at him as well, and just as they were about to collide Percy raised his spear aiming at his heart, but Ouranus disappeared, appearing behind him stabbing his left shoulder. Percy fell to his knees clutching his shoulder.

Percy rolled forward into the creek felling as the water started to heal his wounded arm, then Percy emerged from the water throwing his spear. The spear hit the tree where Ouranus was just seconds ago, Percy drew his sword, and raised his shield just in time to block Ouranus' spear from piercing his heart. The battle seemed to go for hours, Percy could barely land any strikes at Ouranus because of his speed, and every time Ouranus got a hit on Percy, he would just jump in the water healing him and renewing his strength.

"Percy you have fought well!" Ouranus said slightly out of breath "but now is time for the real fight to begin." With an evil grin he charged at Percy raising his spear and sword. Before Ouranus could get six feet close to Percy he disappeared, and Percy turned only to be stabbed in his left calf. Percy swung his sword hitting Ouranus' arm, the wound spewing silver ichor. Ouranus swung his sword making Percy jump back and stager as he stepped on his injured leg.

As Percy tried to go into the water a strong current of wind slammed him against a pillar, making it fall down on top of him. Percy was dazed, the hit had cracked his head open, he started to get up only to be kicked down again. He raised his sword but it was batted away from his grip, Percy rolled to the side kicking Ouranus feet from underneath him, with speed of lightning he used his hidden knife stabbing at his heart, tearing muscle as well as the armor. He turned into silver dust being blown away by the wind, Percy felt confident he had defeated a Primordial, but a nagging voice told him that he was not dead.

And surely enough the dust started to reform right behind Percy, ready for battle his wounds all healed. As Percy dragged himself to the creek where he could heal his injuries, he was suddenly pulled into the air.

"You have your tricks Percy!" Ouranus sneered "and I have mine."

Percy was flung into another pillar, but before he reached the pillar Ouranus caught him by the neck slamming him against the ground. The ground cracked along with some of his bones pain ran through his spine, his ribs that were broken made every breath hurt. Percy stood trying to swat away a kick to the chest with his shield, but was not strong enough and his arm suffered a lot of damage. For the next hour or two Ouranus kept playing around with Percy, appearing behind him and kicking him into a punch that was expecting him as Ouranus used the wind to teleport in front of him.

As Percy lay on the ground facing the sky, his muscles screaming in agony, his bones felt as if they were on fire, he struggled to get to his sword, but was stopped as a boot stepped on his wrist.

"You are very stubborn, I'll give you that!" Ouranus said clearly surprised by the hopeless attempts of fighting back.

Ouranus was silent for a while looking out into the horizon, his eyes squinting as he tried to look at something that was very far away. A small smile spread through his lips.

"Look who decided to show up," Ouranus said pulling Percy against a rock where he could see a small spot on the horizon.

The spot was moving quite fast, and as it neared Percy could see it was a boat, but it was flying.

"The Argo two!" Percy muttered almost inaudibly, but it looked like it was smoking leaving a dark trail of smoke behind, and it was also completely surrounded clouds, possibly the storm spirits. The ship was in horrible condition, the hull of the ship was spewing fire and mechanical parts, the oars where broken, the sails where on fire.

"Looks like the rescue team can't even rescue themselves," Ouranus said smiling evilly. A huge boom was heard, the engine of the Argo II had exploded, a terrible noise was heard the ripping of metal. The back part of the Argo had been completely destroyed and started to fall to the ground when it landed on the ground it made another explosion, right outside of the arenas walls. While the front half managed to glide over the arena leaving a trail of smoke, screams and shouts could be heard as it passed right above their heads.

"Perfect," Ouranus said, turning to face Hyperion as he came forward spear in hand, "I want you to send the Makhai to retrieve the demigods and bring them all alive, I will interrogate them personally!"

"I will accompany our troops," Hyperion started to leave but then turned quickly "what should we do about the traitor?"

"We shall expose him to them; they should be delighted to hear that one of their new gods has betrayed them" Ouranus said venom spilling from his words "now what should we do with you? Take him to his prison and tell the monsters it is time for them to have fun with him however tell them they can't kill him, not yet."

"As you witch!" Gaea said turning around to look at Percy "you failed and now you will suffer, take him away!"

Percy was put back in chains and dragged inside, back into the shadows. He took one last glance at the light and at the surroundings, for it might be long before he laid his gaze upon the beauty of the world, or it could be his last. He was once again put into chains hanging a feet of the earth. His old room reeked with the horrid smell of blood and monsters. The earth around him opened and a horde of monsters poured in, their laughter made him sick; their desire for blood, his blood was evident in their eyes.

"If it isn't or little friend," a sweet yet evil voice sounded behind him, then a soft hand passed through his bare back, sending chills up his spine "Perseus Jackson, the hero of Olympus, ho could I have known you would be in my hands yet again!"

Percy suddenly remembered the voice; it belonged to "Kelli!" Percy sneered "it took you long enough to reform, did it hurt!" Kelli grabbed his neck and dug her nails into his skin drawing blood. Pulling his face close to hers she licked the scar that Khione had made on him.

"I see you are not as handsome as you used to be," Kelli said "I see some one has also claimed you as theirs, however I always wanted to do this." With that she leaned and kissed him forcing her tongue into his mouth. She pulled away with a smug smile turning to face the monsters and shouted, "His all yours!"

The monsters advanced, raising their fist and chanting then all started to punch, kick and bite. The only thing Percy could do was to wiggle and kick, with every kick, punch and bite he came to realize he had grown mostly immune to the normal monsters, since he had been beaten for weeks on end by the Makhai. By now he would have been knocked out but now all he felt was pain.

Now the pain he felt was exterior but the pain would soon the pain would be interior, he would have to bear the suffering of the ones he loves and most of all he might have failed the world.

I hope you like this Chapter, and again sorry for taking so long to update and I want to make special tanks to my new beta reader, savior of Olympus234. Also I will warn you that I will continue to take long to update, not because I want to but because I am a very busy person. I apologize and I hope you won't hate me for the rest of my existence. David out.