Percy awoke to a feeling of water being splashed on his face.
But immediately he knew something was wrong, because he got wet.
"Hey, smart boy. Open up!" came a voice as he felt his face get slapped.
"Ow!" he said, opening his eyes. His head ached and his stomach was killing him. "What do you want?!"
"To 'now ev'rthing you're hidin' 'rom us." Came familiar voice, a familiar Australian voice.
"Now, wha't are you doin' wanderin' into Camp New-Blood?"
Aoa.
"Aoa, what are you doing here?" Percy whispered, leaning towards Aoa slightly.
In response, Aoa struck Percy across the face with her fist.
Aoa reached and grabbed Percy's hair, yanking it back.
"Aarg!" Percy screamed. His head throbbing.
"How do yo'u 'now my nam', I've never met you beo're!" she remarked before letting go, letting his head go back to it's original positiong
Aoa turned and walked back, into the shadows of the dimly lit room he was in.
"What do you want?" Percy asked.
"It's sim'ple." Aoa said, Percy couldn't see her but her could hear something being unrolled. "I want to 'now what in th'e 'ades. You're doin' here."
She turned back towards Percy. And Percy saw what was in her hand.
"Now we can do tis the easy w'ay, or the 'ard way." she said
The knife shook violently in her hand as she approached him, her lip quivering with anticipation.
"I person'ally hope it's the 'ard way." she remarked, her voice barely a whisper.
-Time Lapse-
Aoa wiped the blood off of her knife, splattering it on the already-blood stained floor.
"You 're a tough one." she remarked to the slumped form in the chair.
Percy's mouth was swollen, his eyes black, bruised, and swollen. Cuts were all over his face, hands, and bare chest.
"Oh well," Aoa said, " No ma'er. Just mor'e fun for me!" A bit of insane and musical laughter spilled from her lips.
"Now," she said, tuning towards Percy. "What to do...What to do..."
She pulled something from her pocket.
A pack of cigarettes.
"Got a li'ght?" she asked Percy.
No response. Only a slight jerk of his head, indicating no.
"No issue" she said.
She raised her hand and a small flame appeared and danced on her fingertips.
She effectively lit her cigarette.
Seeing the look of shock and the sudden inhale from Percy, she said.
"Oh yeah," she turned towards him, "I'm a child of Hephaestus. Pretty cool huh?"
She cocked her head to the side and inhaled. She exhaled and blew the smoke into Percy's face.
He coughed.
Then she lit her fingertips on fire again and raked them down his right inner arm.
Percy's back arched and a scream ripped form deep in his chest.
His vision went red and he couldn't breathe.
Aoa thwacked the side of his head.
"Ca'lm down 'ill yah?" she said, her whole mood done a 180.
"I just sa'ved your ass!" she hissed.
"Huh?" he said, still reeling from the pain.
"Sush, I'll ex'plain lat'er!" she explained as she whacked Percy on the head again.
Again, knocking him out.
This was becoming a trend now.