"Hello, Perseus Jackson."

Percy shuddered, hearing his full name was odd. Usually reserved for Monsters, god or his angry mother. All very, very scary things. "Uh... Just Percy, please."

The woman that said his name was behind a desk... and she was stunning, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She made even Aphrodite and Calypso look hideous. She had the bluest of eyes, the reddest of lips and the most perfect of black hair that cascaded down her shoulders in perfect curls. She oozed perfection, beauty and love. "Percy it is then. My name is Pandora, it is an honor to meet you, young hero."

Said hero recoiled. " Pandora as in the first woman Pandora?"

"Literally so, that you ended up at the college I work at is clearly a twist of fate. Now, please, sit." And so he did, nervous and unsure. "I have much to discuss with you. However, I ask that you do not feel shame. You have suffered extreme trauma, hero, demigod or not, you are still capable of having PTSD which I do believe you have. It would explain why you put those young men in the hospital."

Percy cringed again, he was not proud of it but that was why he was in therapy. Just two days ago, two months after Jason's Death, he snapped and nearly beat three older men to the point of hospitalization because they made some ill comments towards Annabeth and his mother. He barely remembered it, but the next thing he knew was that they were bleeding and he was slamming one of their heads into the ground with Annabeth trying to stop him.

"I a... I am not proud of it."

"You shouldn't be, but you should hate yourself for it. Percy, you were forced into two wards before you were an adult. It it not and will never be your fault that you have such bad trauma that you would react like that to such actions. I did read your full statement, I am the one that suggested you stay in school but attend therapy. True, I used magic to make them listen, but I did it out of empathy. You saved my children, all humans, and such deserve a chance to better yourself."

"Thank you." He said, his tone soft and light.

She grabbed his hand, her hand oddly rough and calloused. "Percy, you deserve to be okay, to work hard and thrive. I am here to help... and so I am going to help you with magic as well as science."

"What do you mean?"

"Dealing with this kind of trauma, from years of misery and stress, takes years. There are magical tricks we can do to open your mind up to greater change, without endangering you. If you are willing to try."

"I am..."

"Good... but first, I swear on Styx that I am here to help you, Percy and not trying to cause you any harm."

Percy felt the thundering and a smile crossed his face. "That is helpful and reassuring... so thank you."

"Not a problem... now, to start, I should let you know a few things. This room is spelled so that three hours will pass for one hour outside that way you can actually get full therapeutic effect. My scrying pool will allow us to relieve and view the memories that caused you so much stress. It will also allow you to view the truths that are hidden. People you resent, things you have buried and so on. It is designed to reflect your true self. Feel free to question it, but always assume it is right. Do you have any questions?"

"Yeah... what will be doing?"

"Well, you are a physical being, so we will be sparring while we talk. I will teach you meditation and we will have debates. I will teach you how to think, never what to think, so you can exercise those nightmares and demons in your heart."

"Sounds fun."

"You'd be surprised."

"""

Pandora smiled at Percy, she felt sort of bad. While she was not there to harm him, she was there to manipulate him. She had her own goals, her own dreams, and Percy was the perfect candidate for them to come into fruition. She had things that she needed to do and he could make them a reality. She hated manipulating kids, but damn it she had no choice. The greater good of all her children had to come first...

And as a Mother, that was her way. The sacrifice of the few for the many, no matter how much that hurt.

She could only hope that one day, he would forgive her...


Chapter end, tell me what you think in the reviews.

This was a lot of fun to write.

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.