Chapter 1- How I got Here
3rd Person POV
A badly scarred man was slumped down in the back of a slightly glowing dark black cell with stygian iron bars keeping him from escaping his eternal punishment. His cell, oh how he had grown to love this cell. The time he spent in his cell was the only time he got a break from being tortured. After a long day of being beat and burned, it was heaven to this man to be able to sit down in his cell with it's cold floor. The man quickly fell asleep, exhausted from the torture he had to endure, hoping that the dream would not come back. Of course, it did.
Zues- "Percy Jackson, for treason against the gods, for killing the greatest hero to ever live, who also happens to be my son, Heracles, I punish you to eternal Torture from Hyperion in Tartarus. Any objections?" Only 3 hands went up throughout the entire throne room of the gods, one for Thalia Grace, One for Artemis, and one for Hera.
The almighty god of theatrics then rose from his seat and stomped his foot, demanding why those three did not wish for Percy to be damned after what he did.
Hera- "That dumb ass got what was coming to him. He did not deserve life, much less godhood" Hera spat at her husband
Artemis- "Dad, after that bitch hurt Zoe, how can you expect me to like him?
Thalia- "Dad! Please don't! Percy is my best friend, you can just send him to Hyperion, who has done much more wrong than Percy ever did!"
Zues- "I can and I will! Percy any last words?"
Percy- "Yes, I do." Percy spoke in a soft whisper of a voice, which immediately got the attention of the entire throne room, realizing it was the only way to hear him. "You shall all pay dearly for this choice, I swear on the styx that all that voted against me shall be punished severely for there actions." Percy then glared at where Posidon, Anabeth, And Nico were standing. "Why did you betray me? Why?" Percy asked before a large crack opened at his feet.