Sorry for the long wait, you have every right to be mad but i just honestly wasn't angsty enough to write a angst/torture scene.
Disclaimer: I do nawt own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. All rights go to Mr Riodan and the Ancient Greeks.
Poseidon POV
Loud clanging and a pained cry made me jump at least 10 feet in the air; I quickly turned my attention away from heavily panting Percy to the screen, 7 year-old Percy was shaking violently as he tried to crawl away from a steaming puddle of water and a dented metal pot."FREAK! I saw what you did yesterday! You, the water! It healed the cuts I gave you yesterday! But it seems you and your freakish powers can't protect from boiling water can it?" Gabe cackled as he pulled Percy up so their noses were almost touching. Percy hissed as Gabe's hand made contact with his blistering skin. "Aww poor PercyKins it hurts doesn't it?" Gabe laughed into Percy's ears and flung him into the steaming water.
"Pig"
"WHAT WAS THAT BOY?!"
"I SAID YOU ARE A BIG FAT SLIMY PIG! IDIOT!"
"THAT'S IT!"
Gabe started undoing his belt, I silently prayed he wasn't doing what I thought he was going to do, I clenched my trident and hoped that Gabe was not going to sexually abuse my son.
I was both relieved and horrified when, Gabe started whipping Percy viciously. A seemingly endless stream of tears was flowing out of Aphrodite's eyes as she sought comfort in Demeter's arms. (I was going to say Hephaestus but guys are on one side of Zeus and females on the other right?)
All of the sudden the image started to blur, like when those mortal "televisions" don't have signal, whatever that is.
"You have no right to look into my memories!" Percy gasped as he struggled to get onto his feet, "After leaving me to fend for myself, after trying to kill me countless times, after using me as a pawn in your sick twisted games! YOU DON'T HAVE TO PRETEND YOU CARE ABOUT ME". The air pulsed with power, enraged, Percy let go of the reins on his power. The ground shook, the water in the room swirled and splashed tumultuously and Percy himself hovering a few feet above the ground. Shocked, I took a few moments to recover my wits and suppress the effect my son was having on the environment and Percy dropped back to the floor on his feet.
"Percy my son I-"
"NO! You had no right! Where were you when I was hurt? When I needed you the most?"
And with that he flung open the doors to the throne room and ran away.
I looked around at the worried, pitying faces of the other Olympians ashamed but also angry and the circumstances and sorry and how hard I've made life for Percy with the simple fact that I am no mortal. Whispers had broken out amongst the gods and goddesses, if for nothing else, I hope this situation will bring about change at the very least for no one deserves such a childhood.
So ya thats it, I know its short, but i WILL update within the next week and be warned, IT WILL BE FLUFFY!