Chapter 3

A/N I was feeling generous today, so here is another update. Thanks for the support.

-danieliscool7

Percy's cell present time focussed on Percy

So here this broken, pained, hateful, and once powerful man slumped, against the cold hard stygian iron cell wall. The only thing that kept this man alive was hatred, hatred to those who betrayed him. And the need for revenge. He had given up on hope that he would be rescued or ever had any chance of escape long ago, but over the past century he held on. With minimal food and water, he managed to live for a century in this damned hell-hole, for only one reason, revenge. And so, when someone knocked on his cell door, he only snarled and hissed out "Tortures don't start for another hour bitch!"

When he heard laughing though, he was quite surprised. He wasn't fearful though, he had heard Hyperion laugh evilly like this before, and it no longer affected him as his was much, MUCH more intimidating. He merely scowled and attempted to go back to sleep.

Percy was quite surprised though to instead of having a forceful slap to the face, he had a gentle touch to his shoulder. He hadn't felt something like that since he got here. He looked up, wondering what had dared showed him, the prisoner, kindness. The man he saw was not at all what he expected though.

The man with a hand on Percy's shoulder had cold black eyes with hellfire burning infinitely in them. He was wearing a black suit with images of tortured faces on it. He had an aurora of an extremely dark red that shined so brightly with power it was hard for Percy to look at. Then the man spoke in a deep, scary voice that radiated power and sent chills up Percy's spine.

"Do you know who I am?"

Percy just glared defiantly at him and simply said "No"

"Ha! I like you kid. Surviving a century in me, no mortal has ever done that before"

"Wait, that means your-"

"Yes yes yes I'm Tartarus, and I know that you're Percy Jackson, the betrayed one. You probably are wondering why I am here?"

"I already know. To kill me since I've survived so long. Go ahead, I won't stop you."

Tartarus gave a cold harsh laughter that seemed to come from everywhere. "Kid, if I wanted you dead, you would be dead."

"Then what do you want me for?"

"To know if you wanted to get revenge against your betrayers."

Now it was Percy's turn to give a laugh. A laugh so dark, so hateful, so evil, that is would send chills up even the darkest of monsters spines. "Of course I do. Sadly the only way to do that is escape, something that is impossible for me now."

Tartarus then chuckled, "That's what you think. There is one way"

"WHAT IS IT!" Percy shouted.

"Well, I have been watching you. You're strong, defiant, and have a shit-ton of the most powerful emotion in you, hate. I was wondering if you would like me to become your father, since your biological father disowned you."

"Power like this never comes without a price. Whats the catch?"

"None other than you would have to be my son, as we primordials are not allowed to have demigod children naturally though there is nothing wrong with adoption."

Percy grinned. "Then what are we waiting for, dad?"

"That's the spirit!" Tartarus laughed, but this time it was full of mirth. "Okay stay still for a minute"

"Okay"

"I, Tartarus, Spirit of the pit, adopt this child to be my son." A hellish mist swirled around Percy, flowing into his body though his mouth. When it had finished, Percy crumbled to the ground, but Tartarus helped him up. "How do you feel son?"

"Stronger"

Tartarus then laughed again. "Well, I believe you have a certain Titan to pay a visit to. By the way, since your my son, when you kill something in the pit, it stays dead. Permanently." Tartarus said before handing Percy a long hellish-red colored sword that seemed to radiate power and destruction.

Percy then hugged his new dad, Tartarus, and ran out of the opened cell door, grinning like some sort of madman. He ran over to where Hyperion was sitting, sharpening his already too sharp knives, and yelled "FACE ME! UNLESS YOU ARE TO AFRAID TO FIGHT THE PERSON YOU HAVE BEEN TORTURING FOR THE PAST CENTURY" Hyperion grinned, having no idea what had happened to Percy when he was in his cell. Percy then pulled out his sword from a blood-red scabbard his dad had placed on his back, which seemed to make Hyperion flinch from fear. Hyperion immediately recomposed himself though and pulled out his own weapons, thinking 'Now I can finally kill the shrimp'. He had no idea of how wrong he was. Percy then charged Hyperion and let out a blood curdling battle cry, all while grinning like a sadistic monster. He ducked under two of Hyperion's throwing knives, and blocked the others with his sword. Hyperion, not expecting his newly sharpened knives to be deflected so easily, was pummeled by Percy.

Percy then pinned Hyperion to the ground, with Hyperion whimpering. "Please, Please have mercy. I won't attack you again, I'll let you go. Percy then seemed to ponder this thought while really he was thinking of how to make this the most painful as possible for Hyperion. After about a minute, he responded "You know, that's quite a generous offer you have, but I think I will take my time with you. Besides, where you're going you will never bother me again. But answer me this one question, did you take mercy on me? DID YOU!"

Hyperion wimpered out in a pained voice "n-n-no."

Percy, grinning, then replied "then I will my time with you."

WARNING- Gruesome detail. This next Paragraph will be very gory and bloody.

Percy then cut off each of Hyperion's fingers, taking his time with each one. With Ichor gushing out of them, he then forced Hyperion to eat them. He then did the same with the toe's, Ichor gushing out where they used to be. Then he made long gashes in X patterns over Hyperions arms, legs, and chest. With his body covered in his oponents Ichor, Percy then slowly cut each of Hyperions legs and arms off, then castrated his genitals, making Hyperion feel every bit of pain. With Ichor covering his sword, Percy then decapitated Hyperion and walked away, strangely feeling very satisfied with his work.

A/N: Sorry if that was a little to gory at the end. That probably won't happen again, but just so you know, Percy is a bit darker in this story. Next chapter will be about him leaving Tartarus and finding Piper. Keep reading, and review. Just and FYI, but I read every review and have responded to them all so far. thanks for the support, and please give me any suggestions you have as they are always welcome. (This chapter and all before it have been updated)