Hey guys! SOOO how'd you like my cliffie? HAHAHA! ok so don't hate me but we might not continue that in this chapter, idk. Because i'm EVIL!

OK SO SO SO SORRY about the REALLY late update, I've been so busy! plus we lost wifi for a while.

ok shoutouts:

Izzybella12: hehehe! HEHEHE, HAHAHAHA! I laugh at you're pain. btw thx

LizCraft: you read fast, nice. Thanks btw that means so much to me. If I was reading this I would have had doubts too, the beginning was sketchy I have to admit that. Anyway thx again, I'll keep going.

Desperate: ok ok!

thunderstorm500bolts: well, this is a fanfiction, I can make anything happen if I want. In this Nico never went to camp-half blood. This can't be the first fanfic you've seen where Percy and Nico meet other than Camp-Half Blood. So yeah.

And here is your chapter.

Annabeth

So many thoughts were swimming in my mind but only one beat all others. Percy was protecting us from himself? I can't believe I didn't see it earlier, especially since I'm Athena's daughter. But I see how Jason realized it first.

The day we "rescued" him he attacked Jason. With meaning to, I relive the memory.

We were standing right in front of him when he started screaming and clutching his head. I had immediately forgot about everything that was said, the only thing that was important right now was Percy.

He had started muttering to himself quietly. Things like: "Please, no" "There my friends" "This is my body"

We had surrounded the cell and asked what was wrong, receiving no answer. Then Jason demanded what was wrong and Percy had slowly lifted his head to look at him and gave him a death glare. Jason had looked away but Percy kept staring at him, and only him.

There was a lot more yelling from the rest of the 7 but Percy didn't seem to hear us. Then he muttered "No, please stop, he's my friend"

I "lightly" shoved Jason away and stared directly into Percy's eyes, trying to find him. He looked at me for a few seconds but then squeezed his eyes shut and started shaking.

Then it stopped. The muttering, the shaking, the screaming. It all stopped. Percy rose his head and looked directly at Jason, almost as if he could see Jason's soul through his eyes. But that wasn't the scariest part.

When he opened his eyes, when he opened his eyes. Oh gods. There was no trace of Percy in those eyes. His beautiful sea-green eyes were replaced with a menacing glowing bright red.

Without warning, he grabbed Jason's collar and yanked him so that he smashed into the bars, he did the repetitively along with the occasional punch and hiss. We frantically tried to get Percy's grip off of Jason but it was as if his hand was made of steel.

Then he held Jason high up and whispered something in a ominous evil voice that made me shiver just by thinking of it.

"Die Roman scum" He hissed, then he threw Jason across the floor and collapsed.

He looked up and saw Jason. His face going though various emotions, shock, horror, and panic. His eyes weren't red anymore, but they weren't the same. They didn't have that twinkle like real Percy I knew.

This wasn't Percy.

I faintly heard Piper screaming at Percy but I was still recovering from what I had seen.

This isn't Percy.

The Percy I know is kind, caring, loyal, sweet, and would never hurt his friends. He isn't scared of himself, doesn't doubt himself.

"I'm a monster" He said.

No, no he wasn't. He just had trouble with his... he has a problem with... um, he's not, uh.

It doesn't matter what was wrong with him, we were going to fix him.

"I still won't go with you"

The memory faded and those last words stuck in my mind.

It will be hard to help him if he keeps running away and refuses to tell us what happened. But that won't stop me. I'll figure out what happened to him, right?

"Himself" Jason had said.

He was right, Percy was afraid of himself, especially after what happened, scared he will hurt another one of us, scared of his new ability. I had nearly forgotten that he had turned into a Pegasus during his big fight... without us.

I kept turning the memories over and over in my mind, trying to find a clue as to what Polybotes did to Percy. But I don't know, I don't know what happened to Percy when he attacked Jason. I don't know why Percy thinks he would hurt us. I don't know.

And that was hard. Not knowing. Because I wanted to help, but I didn't know how.

Ugh it was so frustrating! I banged my hands against my room's walls. I glanced out the window only to see that it was nightfall. I'd been pacing and thinking my room for a really long time.

Maybe if I catch some sleep I might be able to think more clearly and find some clue in my memories.

I dragged myself to my bed and flopped onto the pillow, not bothering to change into pjs.

I closed my eyes and let sleep take it's toll.

"You are nothing but a little pest in the path of my destruction" I heard I male voice say. It wasn't a yell. It was spoken like a whisper which scared me more and sent shivers up my spine. It sounded just, wrong

"I can kill you now if I wanted to" I heard the knife coming out of its sheath.

"Then why don't you Regina?"

Regina? What kind of male was named Regina?

Oh wait, it was a taunting name, yep I knew that.

At first my vision of the dream was really blurry but it soon came into focus.

There were two boys in a white room. Both facing away from me. One side had a large screen and a control board with lots of levers and buttons.

One of the boys was chained against the wall and the other was holding a knife against his throat. Both had raven black hair... like Percy's

"I must save my energy for what is to come. But it doesn't mean I can't hurt you"

The boy holding the knife made thin cuts across the other boys chest and arms.

The boy chained started to yell out in pain, and I don't blame him.

I'm not sure how to explain it, but I felt a connection towards the injured boy.

"You have only delayed my plans, but they SHALL be fulfilled, and you cannot stop me!" He made one more cut against the boy's chest, deeper than the others.

Than he got up from his kneeling position and walked away like nothing had happened.

I looked back at the injured boy who was curled up in a ball. He looked up only for a second but it was enough for me to catch a glance at his face. Than the dream faded and I woke up in my bed gasping.

Percy.