"Kill him" Annabeth said, "He was no use to us anyway"
The boy stared up at them, on his knees in the muddy grass
"Please.. "He managed to choke out, before Percy reached out a hand, almost lazily, and controlled the blood pounding in the young demigod's veins.
The boy stiffened, clutching at his throat, and he scratched and scraped at his skin, tearing great chunks off, blood streaming down out of every orifice, as he tried to end the pain Percy was putting him through.
"Mercy" the demigod begged, voice scratchy.
"Did you give us mercy when you decided to turn traitor to the cause? Spy for the gods?" Piper snarled, eyes a deep red, like fresh blood. She looked every inch the opposer of Aphrodite, hair streaming in the wind.
With one final flick of the wrist from Percy, the child's head exploded, blood splattering the watching people like new paint on a wall. The demigods who surround them cheer and shout, showing their support to the 7.
Jason looks around and he catches sight of Leo taunting some snivelling mortal child, who had stumbled across their camp one day. He watched Leo kick it, and turn to where Frank and Hazel were waiting. He sees Leo go up to them and pull them each into a kiss, lips bruising, and hands reaching.
Nico is watching nearby, twirling a stream of black cloud around his pale, skeletal fingers. Will stands next to Nico, hands glowing and ready to burn, to kill, to torture anyone who gets in the way of him , Nico or the cause.
Their mission, to rip the skin, and bathe in the blood of the so-called "immortal" gods. Jason smirks over at Piper, winks at Reyna, who's standing nearby, and walks through the crowd, people parting for him like the sea before Moses.
He's not foolish, he knows if Percy wishes it, he will be dead within seconds and his formidable strength and control over lightning and most energies will be no use to him.
Piper runs up to him and grabs his arm, spinning him round to meet her gaze.
"Jason, I need you to do something for me" She purrs, running her fingers down her knife's blade seductively. Again, he's not an idiot, he knows Piper is higher ranking than he is, if only by one position. Anything Piper wants from him, she gets.
"What do you need, my princess?" he smirks back, not letting his mask slip for one moment.
(Not the queen, never the queen, that title belongs to Annabeth and Annabeth only)
"I need you to follow a man, my prince. Can you do that for your love?" She asks, voice laced with charm speak,
the kind so powerful only Percy and Annabeth can resist it.
( Again, not the king, that's Percy's title)
The charm speak is not needed anyway, he would do anything for her, and she knows it.
"Where is he?" he asks.
Piper gazes into her dagger, eyes boring into the long, wide blade.
"He is nearing the empire state building now" she murmurs "I fear he is turning traitor"
"Ah, yes my princess, I too am suspicious of a small group of people. Would you like me to dispose of them too?" he questions.
" let them live for now." Piper says, waving a hand to emphasize how little she cares for the traitor's lives." We will need information later"
"Very well my lady" With that, he turns and disappear into the light that engulfs him, and cradles him in soft arms towards the traitor.
