Chapter 1 - Blood Soaked Glass

- "Gaze into the Abyss and the Abyss will gaze back" -

Percy Pov

Pain, that's all I felt holding onto the rock hanging on to the edge of the pit. I could hear the others screaming above me about holding on but I could feel the pull from below trying to suck me in. Looking up I could see my friends trying to get to me an arm reaching down with the most beautiful stormy grey eyes looking at me. Annabeth my mind jolted seeing the tears forming in her eyes I didn't like that look on her face the Fear in her eyes as she looked at me.

I looked to her right to see the dark eyes of my cousin teary and scared Nico my mind screamed as it all clicked at what I would have to do. If I wanted to or not fate would have its way.

"NICO, the doors Nico meet me there!" I shouted looking up at them as I felt my grip slipping. "Promise me, Nico!"

His eyes widened in understanding his eyes in horror at what I meant. "I promise," Nico responded his voice shaky but determined. His arms holding Annabeth from falling over with me.

I looked back to the blonde princess curls and stormy eyes of my love my heart clenching as I screamed. "I WILL see you there, love Wise Girl!" A cheeky grin on my face as I felt my fingers slip off the edge hearing the echo of Wise-girl screaming as Nico dragged her to safety.

And then my vision became encased within the darkness...

I opened my eyes to find myself still falling. Working out which direction though was difficult leaving me disorientated I just knew down and up but my body was spinning out of control and I struggled to try to stabilize it.

The Spinning world was making me feel sick as I spun and spun the darkness swirling around me, I could feel time passing each second counting but losing track of the next. Questions started popping up like, How long had I been falling. Minutes, hours, days? Already time was lost to me. There was just me and darkness the never-ending fall into this abyss as I came to and from consciousness.

Until finally after what felt like days a light at the end of the darkness. It was a blood-red hue from below me breaking the darkness swirling around me eternally.

I stared at the hue of red on the horizon slowly get closer for hours easily it edging closer to my vision before it eventually opened up and when it did I wished it hadn't. All around me from this viewpoint all I could see was massive miles upon miles of black rocks with sharp edges, one massive mountain of black rock in the distance surrounded me looking around I could see a river below me. Hope for the briefest of moments before fear as I recognized the water below me.

The River Styx

Horror, dread, fear all deep in my heart as I saw what was to become of me. Soul burned in eternal hate I had been in the river once though. I could try it again. It's the only way I was going to survive this fall without becoming a splatter of red on the floor.

I angled my body to fall into the river thinking of my friends my family everything I had to FIGHT! for to LIVE! for. I thought of where to place the mark I had no armor to protect me anywhere exposed so I took a leaf out of another's book. Focusing under my right armpit I focused on tying my spot to the mortal world to it before...

KAPLUNK

It hurt instantly all feeling all thoughts of surviving leaving my body all I had was agony feeling like I just got hit by a car and then run back over trying to get up again. Before a lorry came and said Nah and ran it over again!

Pain, my soul was screaming, my body dissolving slowly in the water as I sunk lower. NO! I screamed to myself I won't give up here. My thoughts again filled with friends, family, the people who were counting on me. My thoughts on all those who sacrificed for me to come so far I couldn't NO! I Refused to give up now.

Zoe, Luke, Michael, Bianca.

My mind clicked back into gear all of them slowly pulling together as I slowly swam back up pulling me with them my friends helping me, Annabeth, Mom, Dad, Paul, Apollo, Zeus they are my family and I won't fail them now or ever.

Swimming I kicked fighting against the current determination filling me, power creeping through my veins as I forced the waters to help me push my body upwards forcing it to hold back on dissolving me before SNAP!

And I flew through the water, pain leaving me, thoughts clear, Power burning through me as I took control of the river and forced it to obey me whereas now it listened bending to my will as if it was apart of me.

Gasping deeply I felt the ground crunching underneath me my skin red raw but slowly the red fading as I breathed deeply. Heaving the air into my lungs it hurt. Like I had been drowning! I looked down to see the ground to be glass big shards of it reaching out I grasped one and squeezed. It was crushed easily, I looked at my hand to see no marks, no cuts, no blood. But my body felt different from last time it didn't feel like I had a mortal point just like I had forced my way out without a point.

It shouldn't have been possible I reached a hand to the place I tried to attach a mortal point to before I fell in. Running a finger across I didn't get the sensation I did when it was on the small of my back. I checked there as well nothing.

Unless it was somewhere I didn't know on my body but I couldn't feel it any place on my body. I knew and could feel it last time but this time I can't feel it at all.

Deeply confused and dissertated I put it in the back of my mind for now. Looking around I could see various mountings in the distance and two ways of the river to go. But which one. I knew I had to get to the doors but which way was the doors.

ROARRRR

That sounded close so I did what most normal people would do and winged it and walked in the opposite direction of the roar it sounded big and I'm not ready to go monster hunting in the pit of monsters so I began to follow the river upstream. My hand shot to my pocket for my sword to find it not there gone. Panicking as I felt around trying to find it where was it.

An Eternal blade for an Eternal shield whispered a dark voice whispered

The voice sounded dark, powerful not evil but scary and unforgiving. The eternal blade must have meant Riptide had I just traded my sword for the chance to live through the pit. Like a sacrifice a trade. My heartfelt heavy my head was hurting, a felt a deep sorrow as the blade was a part of who I was and now it was just gone like that traded, taken from me.

Too much had happened my brain was struggling with many thoughts too many questions. Shoving it all in the back of my mind I began to walk focusing on instead of seeing if I can find something anything as a weapon. Looking around all I could see was the glass and water, I felt safe near the water at least and if push comes to shove some of the glass is big enough to be like a knife so I grabbed it and carried on my path walking into the distance of the mountains.

What had I got myself into, I wondered as I walked following the stream of the Styx. My feet crunching the glass underneath me cracking all the way becoming more and more irritating. At least it didn't hurt me thankfully walking on glass is not on my recommend to-do list.

It was quite though too quite for a place being the home of monsters, I could hear the water next to me running and the distant roars keeping me on edge but as I began to walk further and further I was finally realising that I had no clue what day it was, how long I had been walking. Hours? Miles upon miles as a grim determination to make it to that mountain in the distance seemed like my best bet to get a view of where to go to next.

Annabeth, gods I miss her it's so much easier having her by my side she usually came up with the plans I guess she finally rubbed off on me. I'm more of a wing-it type of guy but I'm using my time to plan without her here for once.

No plan survives the first contact

Flinching at the thought that popped in my head recognizing it as something Annabeth had once said. Sometimes you just have to wing it I guess then.

A/N - Well this is chapter one I'm unsure if my writing style is going correctly as I haven't written anything in a long time but I wanted to get back into it but I'm a writer that likes to plan little and leave loose bases for typing as I feel then ill go back and check to see if it works I type as I feel how something should be going to get from point a to b. Let me know what you think of the style of writing if it's worth continuing. This story is going to be an OOC Percy Jackson for definite, Cold calculating Percy to his enemy's, the goofball killed the moment he entered Tartarus but leaving will he be man or monster that's for me to know and you to find out.

Also to answer questions before they are asked - yes Percy has gained control of the Styx stripping his morality out of him, therefore, gaining the curse again but no mortal point as he defied the Styx by not tying himself and forcing it to give him the curse through will power and his strength.

And the second question his insides are immune to the toxic air due to him gaining the curse so he has no needs to go river hunting for fire as he hasn't even noticed the toxic air.

Hope that cleared that up.