Percy POV
The maids caught me as soon as I crossed the creek. Two maids sandwiched me, each grabbing an arm and escorting me back to the cottage. I twisted and turned, kicked and tried to escape the maids hold in anyway possible. Still, no matter what I did they wouldn't even budge. When I was dragged into the house, the golden-eyed man who adopted me 4 years ago was there. He stared at me intensely, making me feel as if time has just slowed down. I bowed and spoke a single word, "Father."
The man studied me intently, then spoke in a deep voice. "Come into my study with me."
I gulped, nervous about what might happen. I followed him up the stairs to his study, where I was never allowed to enter before. It was plain, with a few ancient books and some scattered antiques. There was a dusty desk with an elegant highback chair and plain stool in the cornor of the room. As old as the room was, there weren't any cobwebs around, as if the spiders disliked this place. He gustured for me to sit on the stool and opened a small wooden cabinet that I had never noticed before. He took out a small glass bottle filled with a golden liquid.
Time slowed down as he walked back over to me. I could hear every foorstep, taking him closer to me. He took my hand and uncorked the bottle. I tried to struggle, but his grip was like steel. He dripped a single drop of the golden liquid onto my hand, which immediately felt like it was being stabbed by a sharp needle all the way to the bone. I gritted my teeth, knowing as soon as I opened my mouth, I would scream.
"Perseus Jackson, I have left my mark. You cannot betray me or disobey my orders. I am Kronos, the titan lord." Kronos spoke in a commanding tone. "The mark will never come off, until the moment of your death."
The pain intensified, and it spread throughout my body. After Kronos finished speaking, the pain subsided. In the place where the drop of golden liquid had fallen, a small golden sycthe appeared.