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Disclaimer: Since I'm only a sixteen year old girl I doubt I could be either Rick Riordan or Marvel...
Percy was fighting. He was kicking and screaming and struggling against invisible chains that kept him in place. But it was meaningless. The guy (he had presented himself as Loki of Asgard and that he was burdened with a glorious purpose, but whatever) was too strong.
And Percy held no illusions about that changing any time soon. Not with the power Loki radiated anytime he got close. But Percy still fought, because if he didn't then he was just as good as the crazy god. Sure, he didn't want to do anything Loki ordered him to do, but if he didn't fight it, it meant that he accepted it.
So far the raven haired Asgardian had ordered him to do simple things, like fetching a few things and tell him his name (Percy hated the predatory spark he had gotten in his eyes when he heard the name Perseus Jackson), and Percy hadn't been able to refuse. Loki had grinned at him and then he had ordered another guy (Barton something) to look after him.
That guy was creepy. Not the I-am-a-mosnter-in-disguise-and-I'm-going-to-eat-you creepy, but the kind were it felt like he was watching an empty shell. He didn't say anything and his eyes were a luminous blue color that made shivers crawl along Percy's spine.
After what felt like a lifetime Loki returned and told Percy to follow him with a dangerous glint in his eyes. And of course, Percy couldn't do anything else but do as he said. So he walked behind Loki, trying to free himself from Loki's control of his body, but it was still impossible. And the god must've known it too because from time to time Percy would hear a low chuckle from him.
After more twists and turns than Percy could keep count on, they ended up in a room that, according to Percy, looked like fairly normal sleeping quarters with two beds and a bureau. But if it was, why would the Asgardian have brought him here?
"This, little one, will be your room while you're staying here. At least, unless I want you to stay with me." If Percy had been in control of his body he would've started running. He didn't like the sound of the god's implications and the sly expression on his face.
"I should probably tell you what you are doing here", the god said while watching the teen with hungry eyes. "You are here, because you are mine." He whispered.
"Mine to keep, mine to command. Mine to own. I own you, body and soul. So be a good boy and kneel for me."
Loki smirked. Percy could feel how his words was commanding his body to obey. He had to obey. But this time, he refused. This was exactly the same order as the god had given him before, in Stuttgart. He didn't kneel then and he wouldn't kneel now.
The green eyed god's smug smile grew wider the longer Percy resisted, and it wasn't long before he was right out grinning. It scared him. Percy had met much more scary and dangerous opponents before, but Loki was in a category for himself.
He was crazy but still held the same calculating gaze Percy often saw in Annabeth's eyes. It would be impossible to outsmart him. Especially now when Percy had to concentrate all his energy on disobeying and keep standing. To not give in.
"Look into my eyes!" It was impossible to do anything else, his concentration was so focused on keeping his knees from buckling. And that's why he gazed right into Loki's glowing green eyes. As soon as he did, he understood that that had been an mistake.
There wasn't words to describe the feeling the demigod got when those grass green eyes stared right into his. Suddenly everything else than Loki became very blurry. He couldn't think about anything else than the magnificent god in front of him. He was so beautiful and he couldn't even fathom why he had refused to do as he had said earlier. Of course he would do exactly as this fantastic being wanted him to.
He kneeled with worship clearly visible in his eyes and the tall male smiled down at him. Percy couldn't tear his eyes away from Loki even if he had wanted to. And right now he couldn't understand why he would. The world seemed like a brighter place with such beauty and power, he was almost afraid that if he blinked the creature in front of him would disappear forever.
"Good boy!" The murmur was smooth like melted chocolate and he wondered how he hadn't noticed that before. When a hand began to card through his hair he arched into the touch like a cat. To have the god's attention and praise made him calm and so so happy. If he died right there and then, he would've died happier than he had ever been before.
Percy was so focused on the Asgardian's hand, that he didn't hear the door open again. But he did hear the soft rustling of clothes from someone moving and turned his heavy lidded eyes towards the sound. He watched as that someone straightened from a deep bow.
"My lord." The unknown person said. His body was lanky but tall and a pair of green eyes peeked out from the brown bangs. If Percy had been himself and the situation hadn't been so serious, he would've probably been amused by the fact that all the occupants in the room owned a pair of green eyes.
When those jade colored orbs turned to him, they hardened and suddenly they had turned the same dangerous color as nuclear waste. If he hadn't felt so relaxed and safe with Loki there, he would've been battle ready in seconds.
"What is he doing here?" The boy hissed with venom in his voice. Loki's eyes flashed and the boy flinched slightly.
"He is here because he is mine, little traitor."
Jason was worried. He hadn't heard anything from Percy in almost three days, and that meant something was wrong. Percy and Annabeth should've been back yesterday and if they were both alright then Percy would've sent him an Iris-message.
And sure, Percy was an expert at forgetting things but he had never forgotten something like this. Not something that would worry his friends. And Annabeth would absolutely not have let him forget, which meant that Jason was even more jumpy. If Annabeth thought that this could wait because of something else, then it was important.
Jason gnawed on his bottom lip and fiddled with his golden coin. After the war he had become very close to Percy, it had started out with him helping the older demigod with his nightmares from Tartarus, and then it had developed into real friendship.
They still fought sometimes (they were both sons to the Big Three after all, it was almost expected that they would clash), but after a hour or so of sparring they were fine again. Jason hadn't believed the others at first when they had said that Percy and Jason was very similar in personalities, but now he knew it was true.
They were both leaders. Well, he knew that before 'cause otherwise they wouldn't have been kidnapped by Hera, it was just that he understood it better now. Even if they both were leaders they were both different. Percy was loyal to fault and would sacrifice the world to save one of his friends. Jason was more practical and knew that sometimes leadership came with a big burden. You couldn't save everyone and sometimes you had to sacrifice someone for the greater good.
But even if that was one of the things they sometimes fought about, Jason still admired and respected Percy for his loyalty. He had (like everybody else who was new to camp) heard about Percy's brave and deadly quests and had to admit that he had had something akin hero worship for the older demigod.
But when he had met the guy he had understood that even if he was a hero, he was still human. He screwed up and had his weak moments. And that was the reason he was so worried right now. Percy had discovered that he liked guys not long ago, and for someone who thought that he had to keep up the façade of the golden boy who had a girlfriend and a perfect life, it wasn't that easy to accept.
His trip to Germany with Annabeth was actually to get his mind of things and try to have fun. And now he hadn't messaged Jason after that gala as he had promised he would when they had talked earlier.
"Jason!" Said boy whipped his head up, startled out of his thoughts to gaze at the son of Apollo who came running. "I have been looking everywhere for you! All the other counselors assembling. Annabeth is back!" Will panted out between wheezes of breath.
The son of Jupiter quickly turned in the direction of the Big House and started to sprint back. He didn't even notice that Will only had said one name instead of two. Will, who had delivered the message, sighed and followed at a slower pace, too tired to even attempt to run again.
When Jason barged into the meeting room he was out of breath and searched after his friends. Annabeth was at the centrum of everyones questions and was easy to spot, but Percy was nowhere to be seen.
"Quiet!" Chiron's voice rang out and all the counselors sat down, even Clarisse who wore a sour expression. "We have gathered you here because it seems that a new threat is rising." That was met by grim faces. Everyone was tired of all the world threatening beings that seemed to have taken a liking to their century. Why couldn't they wait until their generation was dead? Or better yet, don't try to end the world at all.
"Who is it?" Piper asked from her place beside Annabeth. She was holding the blond girl's hand and looked like she was comforting her. The two had become almost as close (if not closer) as him and Percy. The daughter of Athena had bags under her eyes and her jaw was clenched tightly.
"I don't know, I didn't see him myself. The only thing I know for sure is that he has Percy." Suddenly the whole room stopped breathing. It was completely quiet and it was so out of the ordinary that Jason wondered if he had been transported to another dimension.
But the silence didn't last long. A few moments later Clarisse was up on her feet, swearing and glaring. It may seem like she didn't care about Percy, but in reality she did. She had just a hard time showing her feelings. But Percy had once told the son of Jupiter that they were actually good friends. Personally, Jason couldn't see it, but he guessed he had to trust the son of Poseidon on that one. He was the one who was friends with her after all.
"There was a guy there who saw him, and from what I have gathered from what he said, this new threat is a man who can wield magic." The daughter of Athena raised her voice until everyone was listening again. "He said that the man who took Percy had a scepter with him and that he touched Percy with it. After that, Percy attacked the man I talked to and then they disappeared."
Jason mused over Annabeth's words. Percy would never attack an innocent. Never. It had to be some sort of mind control. He was just about to open his mouth to state what he thought but another voice interrupted him.
"Someone has to be controlling him. Percy would never hurt anyone, I mean, he had trouble fighting the enemy demigods in the Second Titan War." The son of Hades was leaning against the wall, Jason hadn't even noticed him appear. "Also, this man could possibly be a demigod, a son of Hecate."
All eyes turned to Lou-Ellen, the leader of the Hecate Cabin, who tensed at the attention. "I don't know about that. I am only aware of one demigod son of Hecate who isn't here in camp, and he wouldn't try to take over the world."
The rest mused over this until Jason pointed out something that should have been obvious. "Your brother, is he someone who could've kidnapped Percy? Because in that case maybe that is what this is all about. He might not even want to take over the world. Or perhaps he is working together with someone else and Percy just happened to be there."
Lou-Ellen's face had went pale. "Alabaster is the most powerful of Hecate's demigod children, and he hates Percy for winning the war. He is definitely capable of kidnapping him. But I can't fathom why he would be in Stuttgart."
Jason zoned out while the rest of them continued their musings. Where could Percy possibly be and who was Alabaster really? He had the feeling that this was much more complicated than everyone thought it was.