The door swung forward menacingly, and I took one, then two steps towards the unknown. As my eyes adjusted to the limited light offered by the fire smoldering gently in the large fireplace, I took in my surrondings. I stood at one end of a huge room. Black stone was the basis of everything, reflecting things darkly. Windows dominated one of the walls, showing me the moonlit sky and the thousand foot drop to the cliffs below, where waves thundered. No furniture decorated the room, except at the other end, where a massive throne dominated the scene. And upon that throne sat Kronos. Of course, he was in Luke Castellans body, but his eyes glowed a dark gold. He appraised me as I boldly walked across the room.
When I reached the throwns foot, I knelt revertly. "My lord, all-powerful Kronos. I have brought you something which you desire almost more than anything else. Perseus Jackson, the child of the Prophecy. But also, I have brought you myself, offering to you my freedom and my life. You are the ultimate power in the universe. You deserve my undying love, which I give you."
I could tell Kronos was a bit surprised and amused, but also deeply pleased. "Nicole Toi, I know of you and how you have angered all the Gods. You can keep refuge here, and help us in our battle against them. I have more to say to you, but right now, there is grander things to attend to." Kronos said, and his voice sent chills up and down my spine. I worked hard to keep an obediant face, and to keep the shudders from overcoming me. Then he turned. Percy was lying facedown on the floor, obviously pushed over, with his hands and feet tied. A gag had been shoved deep into his mouth, and his eyes swung wildly about, attempting to find an escape. Every few seconds they settled on me, and the burning hate in them was undeniable. I forced myself to focus on Kronos words instead.
"Percy Jackson, the Demigod who could. The child of that accursed prophecy my sons had. Do you still refrain from joining me. You know boy, your at my mercy. I could kill you with a twitch of my fingers, take the very breath from your lungs, crush you under a mountain of stone. Death is at your door, Percy."
I flinced a little at every way he said to kill Percy. I was a stranger to death still, and was not eager to see it happen right in front of me. So I interjected. "Sir, please, if you would send him to the dungeons. Perhaps a night with no food or water and sleeping in muck with rats creeping around him will change his mind?" I pleaded, obviously.
Kronos expression turned thoughtful at my words. I was silently gleeful that he was going along with it. "Good, Nicole. You obviously do not want your hard work wasted, as neither would I. Send him to the dungeons, the filthiest one we have. But make sure theres no water near it. And don't come back tonight." He said dismissively, while he stood from his throne.
Kronos was gigantic, 15 feet at least, 3 times taller than me. He glanced down at me, than thundered his way over to where the guards were hauling Percy. They stopped when he got near, and as he bent down, they backed a bit away. Percys eyes were wide with fright, I could tell. And I would be scared too. But as Kronos knelt, he got smaller until he was Luke Castellans original height. "Think well Percy. Tonight could be your last." Than with a flick of his pointer finger, Percy was flung from the floor to the ceiling, than dropped back. The thump sickeningly reverberated around the room. I looked away from the mishappen shape lying on the floor. "Be gone with you!" Kronos commanded, and the guards scrambled to grab Percy and book it.
When the last of the guards left, Kronos once again turned to me. He crossed the room with powerful strides, the cupped my face gently in his hand. "Little delicate Nicole. I remember you, your fierce determination to escape me when I first tried to recruit you. How glad am I that something as lovely as you did not have to be destroyed in my conquest. Now, come to my sleeping quarters. We have much to talk about."
I let myself be tugged along like a first grader, winding through the halls of Othrys. Noone crossed our path, stepping out of our way long before we confronted them. Finally, deep in the palace, we came to another room. This one had the lasts former grandeur, but on a smaller scale. Instead there was a square room, black stone once again, that was obviously a bedroom. As if it had risen from the floor, a bed was one of the pieces of furniture, black stone also, but with a mattress placed upon it, and black silk sheets making it have the appearance of a very comfortable resting place. A dark mahogany desk stood in one corner, with a black swivel chair. In the middle of the room, a sitting area was suken into the floor. Another door was ajar, leading to a bathroom, I supposed.
Kronos led me to the sitting area, where he promptly brought out a glass of Nectar for himself and a glass of tea for me. He launched into the questioning as soon as I was situated, asking me everything about camp, the hunters, Apollo and Artemis, and why I supposed I had angered the Gods. By the time he had run out of questions, I was exhausted, and the candles had burned down to stubs. He glanced around, surprised. "Oh, I guess it is late. Well, we can't seem to get you a room in the middle of the night, so ill share my bed." He laughed darkly when he saw my expression, then came and picked me up. "Oh, don't you wish not to be a Huntress anymore?" He laughed even more. "Do not worry, I don't bite." Then he placed me on the bed. "You know, part of me is a man, with a mans desires. I have already taken many girls, so you are not the first. Luke has fine taste in women." His eyes raked over me, and I felt exposed, naked. This was indeed part of my plan, but I hadn't anticipated how fiercly I wanted to keep my virginity. I knew I had to work quickly to save it.
A/N: DumDumDumm. Hahahh, okay (:
Song- Sell Your Soul by Hollywood Undead