A/N Hi there again. Heeeeey. I'm back. Another chapter. I find it kinda weird how me, I've uploaded about eight chapters in a week and a half. Other writers upload once a month. But I'm not meaning anything bad here though. Just writing what I think. Anyways, here's another chapter. I really hope you like it.
Ron POV
What the heck was going on. These guys were talking random. "What the bloody hell are you people talking about?"
All of them widened their eyes and paled up. They exchanged worried glances with each other.
Hermione crossed her hands. "Care to explain? What are the fields of punishment? Or Asphodel? And what do you mean by, 'my father uses those'? Soul?"
They exchanged another set of weird looks then they silently came to an understanding and nodded. They're going to talk, yes!
The blonde, Annabeth spoke up. "Well, let's say that Nico's father is somewhat the leader of this massive prison. The fields of Punishment is where the bad, bad people go to. And at he fields of Asphodel are less cruel."
Colour reappeared in the American's faces. Percy was starting to smile. And so was Thalia. Nico remained the emotionless guy he is.
Annabeth continued. "So what Nico meant by 'my father uses those' is that he uses them on the criminals. And they pretty much carve into their soul as well. Which is bad. But if their criminals then it's justified."
Hermione didn't look fully convinced. "What's the prison called?"
Nico said. "It doesn't have a name." What? Everything has a name. "Nor a stable location. It sort of moves around when the flame moves."
Hermione scowled. Harry asked. "Flame?"
"Yes flame!" Thalia said in a rude voice. "Now if you people don't mind I'm going to bed!"
Her friends nodded at her. Percy pulled Annabeth in for a hug and they all went to their dormitories.
As soon as we were sure they were out of earshot Hermione said. "I don't believe them."
"Neither do I." Harry said.
"They're weird." I said as I started for the staircase that led to the dormitories.
"Good night." Hermione said.
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I was sleeping just fine. Someone had to scream though didn't he or she?
I suddenly bolted awake. Percy was thrashing and kicking in his sleep. He was moaning and muttering.
"Promise me!... No... Hopeless... Misery... This is their home... Maybe they don't die... Bob?..." What kind of name is Bob? "No... Annabeth... Nobody touches her..."
Nico stood up from his bed. Clearly pissed that he got awoken. He hurried to Percy's bed. He slapped him hard across the cheek. "Wake up Jackson!"
He kept on slapping him, trying to wake him up. "No... Damasen... Bob... He'll kill you... No coming back... Not ever..."
"Someone get Annabeth." I heard Nico say. But I think I was the only one since no one did anything.
All of us were just sitting on our beds
"No!" Percy yelled. With that he sat up abruptly.
Immediately he started clutching his bed. His head whipping from one side to the other. Squeezing the mattress. "No... It can't be..."
Nico the turned to us. "Someone turn the damn lights on."
Before anyone could even stand up the lights were already on. Annabeth ran to her boyfriend. Thalia went to Nico.
Annabeth clutched Percy's face in her hands. "Percy!"
"Annabeth?" He said softly as he stared into his eyes.
She then sat on his bed without breaking eye contact. "Percy we're out. We're never going down there ever again. It's okay. We're both okay."
He closed his eyes and I saw a tear roll down. He then buried his face in his shoulder. By the movement of his shoulders I knew he must be crying.
Thalia and Nico were looking at the two with sadness and pity. I wonder what it is they went through that has these effects on them.
After a while they just cuddled up together in his bed. Was she going to sleep with him? That's against the rules.
Seeing this Thalia headed back to her own bed in her dormitory. Nico went to his own bed. He looked at us and nodded to himself.
"You guys might as well go back to sleep." He said. "Annabeth ain't leaving. They're probably already asleep."
"But that's not aloud." Said Seamus.
Nico glared at him and he cowered back under the covers. I myself flinched at it.
Harry stood up to turn off the light and went back to sleep. So I figured I should too.
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Once I woke up neither Percy or Annabeth were in the room. They probably already woke up since I usually wake up late.
My thoughts were declared right when Percy came out of the bathroom. Shirtless.
My mouth fell open but he didn't notice. Actually he didn't notice that everyone in the room was staring at him. His body was coated with scars. Some were almost gone but some still looked pretty fresh. Where had he gotten those from? His face was displaying no emotions whatsoever.
Harry voiced my thoughts. "Where did you get all those scars?"
Percy looked up. He raised an eyebrow. Before answering he put on an orange shirt that said the letters CHB on it. Like the one he and Annabeth were wearing the day we met.
He shrugged. "Stuff happened."
Nico snickered and Percy noticed. "Shut up Death Breath. As if you don't have them."
Nico raised an eyebrow. "Touché."
Percy then pulled on his robe and headed downstairs without sparing any of us another glance. Nico dressed up in his black shirt with black jeans pants and aviator's jacket and left as well.
A/N and this is yet another chapter that is over. Thanks for reading and for those that follow, thanks for that too. It really means a lot since this is my first fanfic.
Just a thing you might wanna know. I'm writing another fanfic at the same time. So that means that I might want to slow down on uploading this one because I also have to think about that one. But that would mean that I wouldn't upload in one to two days.
Also if you like fanfics about PJO, related to the mist disappearing and demigods being hunted down. Well then please go check mine. You might like it as you might not.
And that's all.
Hunter out