Author's Note: Of COURSE I DON'T OWN PERCY AND THE OLYMPIANS! Do you think I'd be typing fanfics about it?? Oh no…I'd be selling my books, yes I would. –nod, nod- OK! On with the story…-
We walked into the McDonalds. I scanned the crowd.
"See 'em?" I asked Annabeth.
She nodded.
"I think that's them over there! THALIA!" Annabeth ran to what looked like the back of Thalia.
I jogged after her. The store was crowded, so we didn't draw much attention. Annabeth suddenly stopped in her tracks. I cocked my eyebrows at her. Huh?
I looked over her shoulder. It was Thalia and Grover all right…but we had guests.
"Luke," I spat.
The son of Hermes looked at me, his scar blazing. Luke had gotten to the point where he looked a ton older just because he was tired. His face had darkened, his expression only looking to know misery and causing others pain. His hands were cut, one actually bandaged.
"Do something, Thalia!" I told her.
"Can't," she breathed.
I could see why. A huge sword was at her neck. It must have been a Greek sword of myth, because people sure didn't scream.
"Let them go!" I told him.
"I don't think that's in your control, Perseus," Luke chuckled.
Annabeth stiffened as one of Luke's goons took her arm. Suddenly, Riptide was in my hands, at the guy's neck.
"Don't touch her," I hissed.
"Don't touch him," Luke suddenly had a sword by my neck.
I gulped. How'd that happen? He was right in front of me!
"Percy, Percy, Percy…" Luke touched my collarbone.
Whoa. Unwanted contact, man. UNWANTED.
"Percy," Grover whined. One guy kicked his shin.
Grover drew his breath, keeping the tears in.
"What do you want?" I said, loosening my grip on Riptide.
"I couldn't care less about you…Lord Kronos, on the other hand…" Luke smiled like a demon.
"You're calling him Lord now?" I snorted.
"Shut up," Luke, with his free hand, hit my spine.
"Percy!" Thalia and Annabeth said at once.
"Shut up," Luke glared at them again, his warning now deadly.
They cowered in fear as I silently writhed in pain. It's as if he knew exactly which place to hit to make my nerves jump…
"What…does your Lord want?" I breathed in slowly, trying not to fall to my knees.
"He wants your sword, for one. But that will always come back to its owner…unless it's claimed," Luke grinned with malice.
"Why does he want Riptide?" I barked at Luke.
"The sword has a bloody history, for one," Luke shrugged. "He says the potion he's making requires something with years of blood, or bloodlust,"
"Then get Ares' underwear," I snorted.
"Shut up!" Luke hit my head.
I almost blacked out. I fell foreword to the table, tasting blood. I kneeled down.
"PERCY!" Annabeth screamed, pushing the guard out of the way, and tugging at my arm.
She was pulled back by another guard, as I fought to stand up.
"You should have better respect for the god of war!" Luke crossed his arms.
"Oh yeah?" I wiped the blood that dripped from my mouth.
Thalia's eyes strained. God, she must have thought I was an idiot.
"Yeah," Luke challenged.
"What's that stinking god of war ever done for me? What respect did he ever have for me?" I glared.
"You coward!" Luke slapped my cheek, sending me spiraling to Thalia's lap.
"Luke!" Thalia screamed.
I panted, trying to get off Thalia. I was getting weaker…
"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" Luke grabbed a fistful of her hair, shaking her head.
"Don't touch my cousin!" I put my hand on his wrist and squeezed on it, digging my nails into his skin.
"Oh…is that all you've got, Jackson?" Luke chuckled, watching me.
"Excuse me…" a lady came up to us.
Luke stared at her politely, his features instantly becoming innocent.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Is there something going on here? People have been hearing screaming…" the lady bit her lip.
Uh yeah, kid in pain over here! Kid in pain!
"Oh no, it's just that my friend here bit his lip and well, we're just joking around. I'm sorry. We'll try to be quieter," Luke smiled.
Wow. The perfect con let me tell you!
"Thank you," the lady smiled.
She walked away.
"Anyway, Percy," Luke grabbed the nape of my neck, pinching it painfully.
It took all my effort not to cry out.
"Stop, Luke," Annabeth was crying now, trying to get away from her guard.
"Anyway," he smirked at Annabeth. "as I said before…you'd have to defeat the previous owner of the sword and claim it as your own. Still haven't caught on, Jackson?"
Oh, I caught on alright. But no way in Olympus or Tartarus was that ever happening! Not on my watch.
"I'd have to kill you, Percy," Luke whispered into my ear. "Or, excuse me, Lord Kronos would have to kill you. That's why I've come…to take you to him,"
"You…couldn't be serious!" Thalia gasped.
"Oh, but I am," Luke grinned.
My legs trembled. They wouldn't be able to hold me up much longer.
"And…what'll you do with us?" Annabeth asked quietly.
"Well…when Lord Kronos comes to full power, he wants some revenge on the gods, now, Thalia…daughter of Zeus," Luke replied.
Thalia gasped quietly.
"I…won't…let you!" I could hardly breathe. It was painful, and consuming all my energy. Yeah I know. BREATHING.
"You and what army?" Luke asked snidely.
"You…can't!" Annabeth wiped her tears. Fresh ones took their place. "Luke…"
"Oh, and I forgot. Annabeth, Grover, you're to be sentenced to death too, for helping the daughter and son of the big three," Luke touched my collarbone again.
Ew. Bi, I tell you! He's Bi!
"Goodnight, Perseus Jackson," Luke hissed in my ear, squeezing the vein in my collarbone. I understood now. He wasn't Bi…he'd been trained to look for the weakest spots in the human body!
"No…" I fought for consciousness…but I could hold it. The pleas of Annabeth, Thalia, and Grover all faded from my hearing and the McDonalds was no more.
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