Title: Masters' Kitten
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. It belongs to Rick Riordan.
Main Pairing(s):Percy Jackson/Nico Di Angelo/Jason Grace/Will Solace
Side Pairing(s): Piper McLean/Annabeth Chase, Frank Zhang/Hazel Levesque/Leo Valdez
Percy Jackson Characters: Percy Jackson, Nico Di Angelo, Jason Grace, Will Solace, Piper McLean, Annabeth Chase, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Leo Valdez, Luke Castellan, Ethan Nakamura, Alabaster Torrington, Sally Jackson, Paul Bolfis, Gabe Ugliano (mentioned), Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano
Original Character(s): Christina Cruz, Kyros Hylton, Jonathan Barlow, Damien Jaegers
Warnings: LGBTQ+ Themes, mentioned child abuse, explicit smut/lemons, graphic violence, gay, yaoi, BDSM, cursing/cussing, foursome
Summary:
"I should have watched the news before I left."
"Maybe you should have."
Percy Jackson is not your average fifteen years old. He was small for his age and was a bit of a troublemaker. Not that it was his fault anyway. Trouble just seems to gravitate to him. Although his size was not up to par, his intelligence was impeccable. He was one of the smartest kids in his grade besides his best friend Annabeth Chase. Just because he is book smart didn't mean he was street smart.
Will he ever escape this sticky situation?
Masters' Kitten
Flashing through a Hazy Dream
|Third Person POV |
Nico hugged himself tightly as he walked down the street. The wind was harsh and whipped against his face. He began to walk a bit faster to make it home before it got dark. His keys rattled as he opened the door to his apartment. It was silent.
"Hello? Bia? Mama?"
He closed the door and walked deeper into the three bedroom apartment. When he opened his sister's door, he saw no one inside the room. Nico continued on to his mother's room. The door was slightly ajar. He opened it further and froze at the sight in front of him. His mother's body was sprawled out on the floor with blood pooling under her.
To the right, was his sister. She was slumped against the wall with a bullet hole through her temple. Nico fumbled but managed to pull out his phone to call the police. However before he could dial, something hit him from behind. The raven-haired boy fell to the ground.
"Wha-"
"Nico di Angelo. Your father sends his regards." The unknown man pointed his gun at Nico's head and pulled the trigger. At that same moment, someone outside the apartment shot the man's arm causing his aim to deviate from Nico's forehead to the wall beside him.
The unknown assailant snarled and took off. Not wanting to get shot again. Nico carefully looked out the window and saw a figure on a roof a few buildings away.
"Thank you." He whispered to no one.
Nico picked up the phone again and called the police who arrived about a half hour later.
...
Jason laughed at his sister's joke while they sat on the beach. Thalia was very vocal about how she felt about her parents. Their father walked out on them when Jason was just a few months old so he didn't remember much about him. Just the stories that their mother and Thalia told him.
His mother's stories at first made his father out to be this prince straight out of a fairy tale but ever so often she would rant and rave about how horrible he was for leaving her with "the brats". Jason knew something was wrong with his mother by the way she quickly changed moods, got very violent or sometimes seem to stare off into the distance in the middle of a conversation.
Thalia, on the other hand, told Jason how their father was a drunk. And a violent one too. He would get set off at the smallest things and wouldn'thesitate to as he said it "put someone in there place".
There was one thing Jason hated the most about his father. It was the way he changed his mother. Jason listened to stories from some of his mother's old friends and they all talk about how she changed after meeting his father. And it wasn't for the better.
"Hey, Thals. We should get going before mom gets mad again."
"That woman is not our mother."
"Thals."
"Fine. Let's go. No need to get your panties in a twist."
When the siblings arrived home, there were beer bottles and vodka bottles all over the floor. Their mother was drunk again. Thalia let out a frustrated growl. She shook her head and continued into the house. Jason screamed her name. She turned and just barely missed being hit on the head with a bottle by her own mother. Her little brother watched as his mother raised the bottle again. She slammed it down on Thalia's head. Alchohol flew everywhere.
"Nooooo!"
...
Will loved watching his dad work. Sometimes when his father couldn't find a babysitter for him, he would bring his son with him to the doctor's office. Will was fascinated by the tools and listened closely as the nurses explained each and every one. His father was so proud of him.
No one was prepared for one of the high-risk patients to escape their room with a scalpel. Will knew he should be wandering around alone but the hospital was just amazing. Suddenly the alarms started blaring and Will ran to find a room to hide in. He unknowingly ran straight into the high-risk patient. The stranger grabbed Will and dragged him out. Will screamed hoping his father would find. The stranger just tightened his grip shutting the boy up. Tears rolled down the blond's face.
When they were in the lobby, the young nurse at the reception desk tried to help Will.
"Release that boy now."
The grip on Will's body began to bruise him. He let out a whimper of pain.
"The hospital is on lockdown. There is no way out." The nurse tried again. "No one can come in and no one can leave. Please release the child."
Will's father slowly crept down the stairs to the right of the patient. He was careful not to make any noise to startle the disturbed man. When he was close enough, he launched at the man's back causing him to drop Will. The child ran straight into the young nurse's arms. He watched as his fatherinject the patient with a sedative to make him sleep. The stranger was passed out on the ground. Two security guards picked up the man and placed him in a new room.
The blond child hugged his father and cried. "Daddy I was so scared."
"Shhh. I know bud. I know."
They held their embrace as a few police officers were let in after the lockdown was lifted.
"Dr. Solace. May we speak with you? Nurse Johnson already gave us her statement."
"Sure. We can go to the conference room." The doctor led them to a small conference room. "You have questions?"
"Could you tell us what happened with the patient?"
So he did. The doctor told them everything he saw and knew about the patient.
"Nurse Johnson mentioned your son was being held by the patient. May we speak with him about what happened?"
Dr. Solace gave a hesitant nod. "Hey, bud. These nice officers want to know what happened earlier. Could you tell me?"
"It was so scary daddy. I screamed just like you told me to but he kept hurting me." Tears fell again as he told the officers everything.
Willclung to his father, "You're safe now bud."