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His chest pounded as he tried to heave the dirt out of his lungs, his ribs colliding with rocks and the ground heavily as he began to pant, the thrumming in his ears created a burning sensation that was becoming painful, but not as painful as the pain in his ankle, he had no doubt that it was sprained.

He also knew that it would be able to heal itself over the space of a few minutes due to his new status as a god.

But still that didn't mean that the pain wasn't there.

In fact the pain was there up until the time where he was dragged to his feet and told to move.

Then the pain seemed to flare for a total minute before the pain dulled and Percy knew that the problem was fixed.

'Good.' He though as the Cyclops gripped his arms and folded them behind his back. 'Then I won't look as weak.'

It was sad that his new found pride had formed, but he guessed that was one of the side effects of godhood. It's not like none of the others had pride because they definitely had pride, a whole truck load of pride, he was sure that they would be able to drown in it because there was enough of it.

They walked for a total of ten minutes and Percy frowned at the realisation of how close they were to the base no doubt that was his first mistake, his scouting after Thalia left when he went up close and personal with the hide out of his enemy.

That was when the Cyclops attacked, the Cyclops that had apparently been following him for the past two hours and he somehow had not been able to hear, see or surprisingly smell the beast as it approached and stalked him.

They walked into the open warehouse which had once again transformed into some kind of palace just be entering through the front doors, but that was godly voodoo for you.

"I already know where to go." Percy said as he was dragged down a familiar corridor. "So if you want you can just let me off here."

The Cyclops scoffed, literally scoffed and that caught Percy off guard for a moment.

"Nice try, but unfortunately the cells are a little full so you will be staying with another prisoner. That way we know you won't try and escape without killing your new cell mate."

Yeah Percy didn't like this Cyclops; he was smarter than the rest and seemed a little too well informed to be just a usual lackey, so this Cyclops seemed to be high up on the scale.

Just his luck.

A door opened where shock horror there was no door, and Percy was thrown into the room and he landed flat on his face, and yes it hurt.

It hurt a lot.

The door slammed shut and Percy groaned.

"Stupid, ugly, BEAST!" he shouted spinning around to where the door once was.

He stood panting facing the door trying to calm his mind before he let his other self out and about, because yeah he did remember that he would be placed in a cell with a mortal.

Wait.

Slowly he turned around looking for another body in the dark cell; sure of course there would be no light in here.

"They won't hear you." A familiar voice sounded.

His eyes zeroed in towards the corner where his eyes which had finally adjusted could see a faintly visible outline of a body.

The form moved to stand but collapsed to the ground as if its knees had given way; Percy rushed to the side and helped her up.

"Whoa, just relax." He said moving her towards the makeshift bed of straw. Slowly he lifted the face and looked the girls face.

And the world around him collapsed suddenly there was a light and water, yes he was crying but if you asked him later he would deny that.

"Kim!" he cried wrapping his arms around her neck, he heard her laugh slightly and he let go to look at her again cupping her face.

"I was wondering how long it would take you." She says and Percy has to brush away the tears from her face.

At that moment Percy couldn't believe that anyone would think that she is or was an agent of Gaea, especially when he saw the bright purple mark that seemed to cover her left eye.

He laughs slightly and shakes his head before looking back up at her. "I know this may not make you feel any better but, I'm here to rescue you."

Kim laughs loud and Percy is confused, a moment ago she didn't have enough energy to even stand. But he shakes it off and laughs with her.

"Yeah that doesn't make me feel better, especially when I already have a plan to get out of here." She looks at Percy slyly and he smiles back at her.

"I'm listening."

Firstly he would love to explain in great detail the plans of their escape and how they escaped, but honestly Percy has and had no idea of how on earth they managed to escape.

At the moment they were standing in the hallway, the doors now clearly visible and there was a loud siren wailing in the distance as one of the painting on the wall's eyes began glow a bright red.

He stood watching the painting for what felt like a few seconds to him and a few hundred hours for Kim.

"Percy!" she hissed grabbing his arm bringing him back to where he was. "We need to leave."

He shook his head and looked around the hallway at all the doors. "We need to get them out of here." He said with a strong conviction, he remembered the Cyclops telling him about the cells being full, and perhaps it was the siren sounding or the cells inmates being scared enough not to make a sound, because there was an eerie silence that befell the room as the siren stopped.

Kim looked at him and for the first time she looked afraid, yes that along with their mysterious escape and Kim's attitude in the cell should have been a warning in Percy's mind that in fact he was stepping into a trap.

But he didn't think of it that way.

No instead he thought she was scared of being caught escaping and the implications that would come along with that.

"No! We need to leave." She tried pulling his arm again, but Percy slipped her grasp easily and stared back at her in concern.

"Kim, I know you are afraid" he says holding her forearms she looks up at him in confusion before picking her composure up and nodding pouting her lip slightly. "But we need to get them out now."

"Get me out first and then come back for them." Percy frowns slightly, he doesn't know where she is going with this but he knows if he leaves know there is the chance that when he comes back the doors will not be visible again.

"I can't stay here any longer." She says softly tears rolling down her cheeks. "They will hurt me." she looks up at Percy and he winces as he waits for the final blow. "Again." And there it is.

Percy grabs her hand and pulls her behind him as he runs through the hallway, he knows he needs to take a left and then a right and then another right and then he will be out in the sunlight.

But as he takes the final turn to the right he literally runs into a wall with a thud, Kim landing on top of him in a piled heap.

He stands quickly touching the wall testing it before he slams his fist into it and a kick to the skirting board; he growls and shoves his hand into his hair.

"I don't understand." He growls pacing, trying to control his emotions. "This was the escape, I had it memorised."

Kim watches him with a frown. "They brought me in through another way." Percy turns to look at her. "Through the uh? 'Throne room.'" She doesn't fake the shudders this time, they are natural and she would do anything not to have to go back there again.

Percy follows her shudder, but he thinks he wasn't taken there, possibly because she is not there, and when she is not there the room is not in use.

"Which way did you go?"

They are running again and within minutes they make it to the 'throne room.'

Percy is the first through the door, his feet thudding across the ground as he races towards the middle of the room, Kim is behind him her footfalls light and slow as she enters the room in a walk, the door shuts behind her softly with a click.

Percy spins towards her his face frantic as she stand calmly and emotionlessly against the door.

"Which way?" he asks hurriedly, before pausing as a soft smile graces her features. "Kim?"

She smirks at him and Percy feels a cold chill in the air.

Suddenly there is a tall mass behind him gripping their hand against his mouth, their other hand on his neck to stop his movement, he squirms against it and slowly his muscles refuse to work and his brain almost shuts down from lack of oxygen.

"I would say I'm sorry but..."

And then the floor swallows him up.

Feet race across the cold ground as the huntresses, race along the track that has been formed from years of use.

Thalia is at the head of the pack leading her sisters towards where she had left Percy, Artemis having transported herself there within moments of the knowledge being passed to her.

Thalia can still see the look of anger and worry etched on her face.

They run along towards where she had left Percy, the smell of smoke lingers in the air and she thinks that the idiot of a boy has started a fire and is probably getting some monsters attention, but when she arrives by the fallen log and finds the place empty.

Except for the goddess who has her back to them and is facing at where the factory is.

Or where it use to be.

Slowly Thalia moves towards her leader, her heart heavy with guilt and anger.

Around where the factory was is nothing but a pile of smoking debris as mortals quickly tend to the flames, trucks wail in the distance and the bright red trucks that belong to the cities fire department stand out.

"He is gone." Artemis mutters silently, her face is a mask showing no emotions, but Thalia can hear the sound of worry hidden underneath the dulcet tones. "Again."

Thalia can't stop the tears.