Hey Guys, thanks so much for bringing my story to 20,000 hits! Thanks for the reviews to everybody that did. I want to also thank "TheRealPercyJ" for giving me an awesome review and inspiring to write even more. Thanks!

Chapter 8 is dedicated to "lightningkid333" for reviewing first on chapter 7 (literally ten minutes after I posted :D)

WARNING GRAPHIC WRITING (graphic scene of a nonconsensual manner but this is the clean version)

I will post the dirty version as a separate story.

Hope you and enjoy and lets geddit done!

PERCY POV

Gaea had tried everything to get me to betray the gods.

First, she tried to talk reason into me by complementing the gods on how awful their ruling system was.

She started going on about how Zeus let the humans advance too far and let them take over her domain.

When she saw that method fail miserably, she left the room and to my current knowledge, she bent my perception of reality.

I started feeling as though something was trying to force it's way out of my head. The weird thing was, I felt no pain, just pressure against my skull.

Then, the side of my head was blown off and a giant mass of writhing tentacles crawled out and started stalking around the room. The hole in my head was instantly healed, but the blood stayed as a reminder of the horror.

Then the tentacles began moving rapidly and started making incoherent sounds which then cleared up enough to become words.

"What a foolish little god. Our patron could squish your puny little form into putty if she so wished. But no, you are part of the plan, part of the sacrifice that must be made to achieve complete DOMINATION!"

"Yes, we will do what we will to achieve our precious domination. And you will not stand a chance against us. But, I give you this choice. Join Mistress Gaea in our plot, and you will be rewarded. Any food you could ever want. All the money you could ever have. Any women you could ever want to bed, all would be yours, if you simply just give me the word."

"Heh, so the movies are true, eh? All the villains ask the hero to join them, offer them a chance to get fat, have sex every night, and just run off happily in the sunset without a care in the world. It amuses me the amount of idiocy that beings thousands of years older than me contain. You're all pathetic!"

The creature's expression turned dark and it scowled at me.

"Ah, I see you are the noble type. You seem very loyal to your lovely little unused wench. What say you, O Perseus, to me defiling you're already broken in little bitch hmm?"

I stare blankly at the mass of tentacles as I try to figure out what he was saying. Someone I had already broken in?

I had figured out that he meant to hurt someone I knew.

Suddenly, the tentacles started to twist and turn this way and that. As this went on, I began to see blood pour out over the tentacles and blue veins pop out.

I watched as pink matter I immediately recognized as brain matter began to solidify into a working brain. The blue veins and newer red vessels started conforming into a single mass.

Then, fresh, tan skin formed and encased everything that had materialized out of the tentacles culminated into a man.

Unfortunately, since the tentacles weren't wearing clothes, neither was he. I could see everything, but he was turned away from me. He slowly curled his fingers and stretched them, testing his new form.

Robes appeared out of thin air at the snap of his fingers and he turned around.

I nearly had a heart attack at one look at his face.

His eyes looked like burning stars, both burning as different colors, both shades of red. His pupils were large and looked like black holes. He was the night sky.

He was Ouranos.

He chuckled evilly as he looked right into my soul. "Yes, Percy Jackson, you know of whom I speak, the one who so cruelly tossed you aside like a ragdoll. Oh, but poor Perseus, *sniff* you still deeply care for her, even though she ripped out your heart. I will ruin her, and you will watch idly by, refusing to do anything."

"You can't be talking about Annabeth! No you can't! What has she ever done to you Ouranos, she hasn't had any contact with you at all!"

"Ah yes, I know, but it will just be fun to see the horrified expression on her face when I abuse her again and again." Ouranos hissed in his evil voice.

He grinned at me again with a glint of joy in his eyes and he turned around and barked an order to a guard. A giant monster I couldn't put my finger on came out of the darkness. It had the face of a troll, and the body of a devil, with the tail and everything. It was grey-red, and had yellow eyes. It was dragging a figure by its neck and it was choking.

The troll/devil threw the figure into the room and the figure landed on the floor. It slowly stood up, and my horrors were realized, it was Annabeth. I started to hyperventilate. Looking back on it, I realized that was the first time since the breakup that I had seen her. I didn't care about that now; all I cared about was how she got here and what Ouranos had implied he would do to her.

I realized that Gaea wasn't bending my perception of reality; Annabeth's face was too defined, too much like the beautiful face I had loved for so long. This could not be an image.

She was wearing a pair of tattered short-shorts and a tight white blouse which was ripped and did not leave much to the imagination.

She looked in fear at Ouranos and stuttered in fear. "Who are y-you? What's wrong with your face?" Then she noticed me.

She just stared. "Percy? What are you doing here? You've been imprisoned too? Oh no! What's going on? What's happening?"

"Ah my sweet little tart is confused. Poor baby. Maybe this will explain everything in perfect clarity."

Ouranos ran blindingly fast towards Annabeth and put a hand on her butt.

Realization dawned on Annabeth on Ouranos' intentions. She screamed and tried to turn around, but Ouranos pulled her into a hug and squeezed both of her cheeks through her short-shorts.

"NO, you can't do this, I haven't done anything, please let me go, I promise I'll do anything else, just don't do this!"

I couldn't just stand here while he did this. "Take your hands off her you dirty little SHIT! I will kill you, I will show you pain so bad you will wish you had faded away!"

Ouranos ignored her and took one hand off of her butt, and snapped his fingers. Her legs spread and suddenly she was wearing high heels, so she was bent forward a little bit. Her legs were chained down and her arms chained at an angle so she was now spread eagled standing. A gag also appeared around my mouth so I couldn't speak.

Ouranos squeezed the crotch of her shorts and Annabeth moaned in humiliation and, she couldn't believe it, pleasure.

"N-no, don't please, I can't bear it, you can't do this, no!" Tears started rolling down her face.

Ouranos still did not respond, but he punched her in the crotch. She gasped in pain and she was sobbing loudly. I guessed the wind was knocked out of her because she couldn't breathe properly, much less speak anymore.

Ouranos kissed her, and then started rubbing Annabeth's crotch through her shorts while Annabeth was moaning in disgust into his mouth.

With his other hand, he started rubbing her breasts through her blouse and her expression was getting more and more desperate.

Out of nowhere, Ouranos slapped Annabeth on her face so hard that her chains broke and she flew across the room.

Ouranos ran to her and turned her face down, and started slapping her ass. Annabeth just screamed and screamed until her voice went hoarse.

"Yeah you like that bitch? You like screaming for me? Next time Perseus refuses to give information, I ram you on my pole so hard you won't be able to stand!"

Ouranos slapped her once so loudly that it echoed across the room and Annabeth screamed shrilly. He put his head next to Annabeth's head and whispered something inaudible. Annabeth sobbed harder.

Then he got up, and left the room the way his troll/devil monster left.

Annabeth was covered in sweat, her ass was glowing red, and she was quietly sobbing into the floor.

"Annabeth! Are you okay? I'm so sorry I got you into this, please, I had nothing to do with it!" I cried in desperation. I wanted to hear her voice.

Her sobbing died down and she was sniffling. She rolled over and tried to sit up but failed. Then she tried again and managed to stay there.

Her face was pained from sitting up on her butt. She crawled over to me and sat down, exhausted.

I struggled with my chains and gave up. My god powers were doing nothing at all against my binds. "Annabeth," I sighed, just glad for her to be safe.

My time as a prisoner of war was going to be long.

So that's it, I will be posting the dirty version of this chapter soon as a separate story for all you dirty minds out there ;D.

Be warned, it will contain nonconsensual sex.

Anyway, please review, again sorry for taking so long, I've been in Disneyland and I have a huge project coming up so thanks for being patient.

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