Percy nearly jumped out of his skin when he turned around. There stood the one and only, Nico Di Angelo.
Percy sighed, "Hi Nico."
Nico stood there looking unimpressed with his permanent scowl etched onto his face. "Well?"
Percy looked at him blankly. "I'm practicing my powers." He said in a 'duh' voice.
Nico rolled his eyes. "Obviously. I meant what else are you doing? You're not at camp, you're here, with Kronos. We both know you would never side with him."
Percy gave his signature wolf-glare at the son of Hades, causing him to flinch. "Maybe the gods took it too far this time."
"Or maybe-" said Nico, "You're really-"
Nico got cut off with a splash of water splashing him in his face.
"Not. Here." Percy growled. You could barely here the words mixed into the growl, but Nico didn't miss it.
Nico smirked before becoming serious again. "Just be careful." With that Nico turned to walk away.
Percy grabbed Nico's wrist, keeping him from leaving. "You're stupid to think I'm just going to let you leave.
Nico looked up at Percy with wide eyes. "But.. I thought.."
Percy laughed, an evil, cold hearted laugh. "You thought wrong."
Percy started to pull the water molecules away from Nico, making it harder for him to breathe. The son of Hades fought to get out of Percy's grip, but his attempts were feeble considering the lack of energy he now had. Soon Nico passed out form lack of oxygen, and Percy let go of his control on the air.
The son of Poseidon picked up his little eighty something year-old cousin and threw him over his shoulder like a sack of sand.
Percy trudged back through the city with the limp body over his shoulder. Along the way he and the knocked out Nico received a mix of satisfied approval, distrust, and the occasional curious glances from the monsters of Kronos' army. Oh, and let's not forget the horrified looks from the few mortals.
By the time Percy reached the headquarters, the sun was just starting to set. It had took Percy a little longer due to the extra weight. He carried the still unconscious Nico into the throne room of Gaea and Kronos.
Kronos and Gaea looked up at Percy's arrival. "What is this?" asked Gaea with narrowed eyes.
Kronos grinned. "I see you were successful?" he asked, ignoring Gaea.
"Of course." Grinned Percy.
Percy dropped Nico to the floor, where he slowly started to come back to the land of the living. Nico sat up, and rubbed his head, looking around. He tensed once he realized where he was and the previous events came back to him.
"You." Nico glared at Percy.
"Yes?" Percy asked smugly.
"You traitor!" screamed Nico, throwing himself at Percy.
Percy's eyes went dim as he once again started to control the air, causing Nico to fall to the ground gasping.
Percy let go of his control once again and watched as his cousin tried to steady his breathe.
Kronos smiled his evil smile. "Bring him to the dungeons. I'll speak with him later."
Percy smiled his own evil smile, one worthy of Tartarus himself. "Of course, master."
Percy roughly grabbed Nico's arm and started dragging him away.
"Oh and Percy?" called out Kronos.
Percy stopped and spun to face Kronos. "Yes master?"
"Gather a few of the monsters. I want you to lead a surprise attack on the camp at midnight."
Percy chuckled darkly. "Of course, master."