With percy still unconcious on my couch, much to our healers dismay something about this isn't how a patient should be treated blah blah blah, but honestly I felt comfortably with his presence in my villa, normally I never felt comftorable with anyone in my house but… he was an exception to say the least. But I wasn't currently at home, I was walking down towards the dungeon that was gaurded by Mike son of Victoria amd Tony son of Ceres, they noticed me and bowed out of respect much to my annoyance.
"Praetor Reyna, are you here to see the prisoner?" Mike asked a bit nervous at the idea of the prisoner, and to be fair. So was I, this "thing" killed five romans before giving up stating that "he's waiting for the real hero". I continued my path being followed by the guards.
Eventually we came to the cell with Tony opening the cell with his key shaken in his hand. Coward. After much fumbling and cursing he eventually opened the door and as I got ten steps in I turned around to see the them standing outside.
"Are you guys not coming?" mike looked uneasy but was the braver one of the two and spoke out "we gotta go back we um… still have to keep guard" I scoffed as I headed in, the cell wasn't a pretty site, there was red and black on the walls and I wasn't tempted to find out why, some rats where there around my feet much to my disgust but eventually I made it to the prisoner, his arms and legs were chained to the ground with only his head able to move. I steeled my nerves and headed closer to the target. The target with messy jet black hair and a perfect tan, but when he acknologed me and opened his eyes there was a key difference, black eyes. This percy-impersenator looked at me and smiled, an unnesscary sadistic one, his eyes shining as if he was a baby that I'm giving candy too.
"Well well, if it isn't Praetor Reyna", he mock-bowed or tried too at least.
"You know you never gave me your name, since last time you tried to tell me you were Perseus Jackson, which everyone knows he doesn't like that name" he sighed as if he was bored of this conversation, but always kept eye contact, never blinking, wierdo.
"You know Praetor I couldn't possibly do that, since I'm still waiting on my allies to break me out, but I could tell you that I want to talk to the hero, if he's awake that is, oh, and if you do want any answers, than I request three cheese pizzas and five hamburgers and a bowl full of pasta, with the sauce from that one resturant thats two blocks from here.
"Wait, you should allies are gonna break you out?", he nodded clearly flavoring all the food he ordered. I sighed as I walked away and he shouted back
"You know that this time, the hero can't save you all from the Greeks, he is of course, the reason they'll arrive." I shuddered at that, we haven't had much contact with the Greeks, since we never really became allies after the war, but he could've meant a lot of things by that, and I knew what I had to do to keep my city safe.
"MIKE, TONY GET THE PRISONER HIS ORDER"