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Daughter of Shadow, Legacy of Water	By : Emereld_Kitten_Tail Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 13986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The talk went almost exactly like she had with Helen, exam and all. The only difference was that Ms. C took it a step farther and scanned her with magic. It was kind of ticklish, more than once she had to clamp a hand over hear mouth to stop a moan or giggle escape.
"Well from my scans your chromosomes are XXY and it’s a perfect split with no errors in either of your vagina or penis." The older blonde hair blue eyed woman stared at her for a long moment as she contemplated something. "I will admit that your stay here will be on a temporary basis until I’m sure you can be trusted. If you cause any funny business you will have to leave and will not be welcome back."
Seeing the chance, she was given she gladly excepted, "I can deal with that. I would have to leave in a few weeks either way. My friend is on a quest right now but won’t be in the area until then."
Both Helen and Ms. C looked at her in shock for a moment before whispering back and forth to each other. She had a moment to look around the room. there were bookshelves lines with either old looking books or even older scrolls. If she had to guess this was Ms. C's personal collection. There was probably another place with copies of her less dangerous books somewhere on the island for the ones that lived here.
"You are a demigod correct?" Persia offered a nod, "Why is it that you aren’t with this friend of yours?"
"Well Chiron was banished from camp for supposedly being a traitor. Then this new guy, Termarius, comes in and starts acting all high and mighty. Clarisse was selected to go on a quest to protect camp but the jerk told us that she had to do it alone." she could feel her freshly manicured nails digging into the flesh of her palms. If the warm liquid was any hind she had drawn blood.
"And yet your joining her?" there was a small amount of respect in Ms. C's voice. She must not respect many people, so she took what she could get.
"She needs the help, I would have offered either way. In the end, I was going to be involved anyway." There was a pregnant pause before she continued, "It spoke of a child that has two fathers. I have always suspected it but recently it has come to my attention that my papa was not my original father. The jerk hurt my mama which made her run to my papa. Somehow he pushed his own powers and DNA upon me but by doing so he suppressed the jerks." Persia slumped down into one of the free chairs behind her.
"But the jerk decided, once he found out I existed, that my heritage to him were the right ones. So, he forced his to the front while pushing my papas to the back like his used to be. I don’t know how to fix it expect mastering his powers to be able to dig my other ones up."
There was a sudden snapping sound echo around the room. Looking up Persia was surprised to see Ms. C with her fist buried inside the wall. It must have hurt but she wasn’t showing anything besides maternal fury. She pulled her fist out before taking a few deep breaths to calm herself. It seemed to work but there was still a spark of it in her eyes.
"I wondered why your mana felt off and confused with itself, what you just told me explains it. I can teach you some control to get it tamed but it is up to you to focus it." Ms. C's eyes roamed over her before finally settling upon the ring on her pinky. It had been the one she got from her first monster kill all those years ago, "I can also make a way for you to access your other powers for a few minutes at a time but you won’t be able to do very much at all with what you'll access to."
A grin spread across Persia's face was more than enough to answer the woman. Just the thought of being able to use her shadow storage was enough for her. For a girl that doesn’t like clothing it gets annoying wearing the same thing for too long.
"Thank you so much Ms. C! That would help me out so much." She slipped off her ring before handing it to the woman while inside she was doing a happy dance and getting a little bit of her powers back.
"No trouble child and it Circe to you for now own. But in order for me to do this ill need to know who your fathers are." her face must have showed her surprise at who the woman really was but she just ignored it.
"Hades is my Papa while Poseidon is the other." Wasn’t hard to tell which one she preferred. Both women stumbled ever so slightly but managed to recover. It was soon after that Helen showed her to where she would be staying, it was a little hut made out of wood and palm tree leaves. The inside was a little nicer but it still managed to have that feel of ancient to it. At least the bed was fluffy.

0/0

"Hey Persia!" said girl almost jumped out of her skin before sinking back down into the hot spring. I had been a week since she arrived here on Circes island and what a week it had been. Between Helen and Circe in the morning directing her in taming her mana and Reyna always wanting to go explore the island everyday she was getting tired.
the water level rose slightly and she knew the girl had joined her. There was a shuffling sound as the other girl worked her way over to her before plopping her bottom between her legs and leaned back against her to use her breasts as pillows not even caring about the necklace resting above them. This had become something of a tradition whenever either girl saw the other in the hot spring or mud baths. Guess it was her turn to be the pillow.
"Hello Reyna. I thought you had a self-defense class this morning?" the less developed fourteen-year-old girl started pouting when she reminded her of her class taught by her sister.
"It was canceled because Ms. C needs her to help with the repairs after that Peter Johnson boy released Blackbeard on the island. So, I have to day off. Thank you for stopping them by the way." this had become another daily thing for the last five days. She didn’t know whether to thank peter or kill him the next time she saw him. For a boy with the blessing of Athena he sure was an idiot.
"I see...and you decided to bother me of all people." the girl giggled to herself at her sarcastic words. She didn’t mind the older girl but she did enjoy her peace and quiet when she could get it. That and she hadn’t had any raw meat in days, so she wasn’t in the best mood.
"Yup besides I wanted to hang out with you some more before Helen and I leave." the girl snuggled into her more before relaxing. If someone told her that Reyna had a fascination with her breast she wouldn’t be surprised at all. Anyway, after the pirate attack the sisters mother had showed up and told them that they would be leaving for some place near Washington a few days before she herself left. Neither girl wanted to leave but they couldn’t disobey her easily.
They girls really didn’t do much that day besides making some body art on each other. With a little paint, 2 gallons, both girls were soon decked out with a burnt orange tiger design to their entire bodies. Neither one shied away when the other was painting around their sex. They had made so much noise from all their giggling and screams they managed to attracted all the other kids' attention. In no time at all of them were painted and running around the resort making cat noises. Most of the moms found it adorable but would later grumble as they are scrubbing their daughters raw.
When it was finally time for the girls to leave, she meets them at the docks. It was surprisingly rather calm affair all things considering. Finally, when they had to go Persia gave her friend one more hug. What happened after it shocked her to her core.
A blush rose up Reyna's face before she leaned in pressed her lips against hers. It wasn’t quick or chaste either. their lips were opening and closing and she swears at one point there had been a tongue being forced into her mouth. When they girls finally pulled apart a little both were heaving, puffy lipped, and blushing. There was even a trail of saliva connecting them. Reyna moved in one last time before pecking her lightly on the cheek. It was a little wet but she didn’t mind. They smiled at each other just once before the girl jumped into their boat. For the next minute or so she stood there waving with one hand and tracing her lips with the other way.
It wasn’t until they left that it sunk in that her friend, another girl, took her first kiss. She tried to pout over it but it was too much of a good kiss to give up. She would remember it for as long as she lived.
It was dark out by the time she got back to her hut that night. She had been up out all that time just wandering the resort thinking about her life and her time here at the spa. They were almost all good ones, stupid pirates interrupting he massage, and she loved each one. The ones involving either one of the Spanish-American girls were her most precious.
That kiss did bring up some questions she had been having about herself. She knew she was bean crushing hard on Nathan and still was infatuated with DJ, don’t get her started on Lucas, but never had she thought about going being attracted to another girl before. YEs, she knew about it but never thought she would fit there. She most certainly never got to date anyone as Atu. And yet she could see herself doing things with another girl. She may be 12 still but she was a healthy hormonal girl as well. Was she Bisexual or would it be just a passing fancy? She would have to try and figure it out sometime, probably during the school year or the next summer.
Laying on her bed she let herself relax before finally drifting off to Morpheus. Too bad her own dream could only focus on the kiss before it started getting much more intimate.

0/0

It was her final day her on Circe's I land and she couldn’t be happier to go help save her camp. Circe had asked her to bring her things that she collected during her stay with her to the main building. There wasn’t much of anything there besides some bath fragrances and the seashell bra that Reyna made her when she heard of her connection to the sea. It was surprisingly comfortable for what it was made of but she doubted she would wear it anytime soon. with her bag strewed over her shoulder she was already. Pushing passed the huts cloth door flap she headed toward her meeting with the ancient witch.
Like usual along the way to the building she would wave to the other females walking around, maybe stop for a quick word, before moving on again. Most of them had been treating her like Royalty since the pirate scandal.
Seeing that the door was open Persia walked right on in. She wasn’t all surprised when she found the older woman standing over by her shelves perusing them.
"Good morning, Persia. Are you all ready to go?" even after all this time she couldn’t figure out how the woman did that. it was like she had eyes in the back of her head. "Your mana is still leaking wildly so I could easily since you anywhere on the island." She would have to work on that. Did she forget she could read minds as well?
"Good morning to you as well Ma'am. I’m pretty sure I have everything but if I don’t I will just have to use it as an excuse to come back sometime." Circes chuckled and pulled a book out of the shelf before looking over and putting it back. She did this with many of them but never seemed to find what she is looking for.
"I’m looking forward to it. This island hasn’t been as lively as these past two weeks in a very long time. But in the meantime, I have two gifts for you." She turned around before opening some draw in her desk. Persia could see a small glow come from it before dimmed. "I’d would like you to know that the hut you stayed in would forever be yours from now on. It’s the least I can do for stopping those men from destroying my spa. The other is this." Opening up her hand she showed her the ring Persia had given to her two weeks ago. It was glowing slightly but not enough to notice, most would think it was a trick of the light.
Persia could feel her hands starting to shake; from excitement or nervousness she didn’t know yet. Once it was in her fingers she noticed that it was colder than she remembered. As soon as she slid it on her pinky she felt a flare of power in her. Not like a power up or even a soul-bonding. It was more like she had a super small hole in the barrier between her powers that lead directly to this ring. If this was what it felt like with just small bit of both powers at once she was scared to know what all of it would be.
"Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would have done without this or you." Not even caring about who the woman was she wrapped her arms around her and hugged her as much as she physically could. Obviously, Circe hadn’t been hugged in a long time by how stiff she was and awkward pats on her back.
"It was my pleasure child. Anything to get back at Poseidon." Persia wasn’t sure what the woman meant by that but found she didn’t care. Now she had a stronger connection to her papa then she had before she put the ring on. But needing to get going the pair walked down to the docks. Circes was willing to give her the boat she took from Blackbeard. It was huge but Circe had told her that her connection to the sea would take care of it. It left a bitter taste in her mouth but she agreed in the end.
Now she was standing behind the wheel of the vast ship with sails dropped on a coarse for entrance to the sea of monsters. Luck would be on her shoulders as she eased the boat through the whirlpool that was a giant monsters mouth. Thankfully she managed to fight that current and get away. It was just barely but she stayed away from its sister from shooting her head down to bite her ship.
Once on the other side she let the boat coast through the waters as she made a quick iris message. With a toss of a drachma the rainbow in front of her flickered. The face that showed wasn’t what she was expecting. Annabeth was looking like death and Peter had wads of wax in his ears. They were on a speed boat that they stole from Circe but looked like they had run out of fuel at some point.
"Guys! Wake up!" Annabeth jumped and looked around before her eyes landed on her own. Persia almost flinched at the look of sadness in the other girl’s grey eyes before it filled with confusion. Seeing as she needed to talk to them Annabeth wanked the wax out of the boy’s ears all at once.
"Huh" Persia couldn’t help but facepalm at the boy. Definitely still a Seaweed Head. Annabeth tuned his face toward her and his eyes widened before blushing. She didn’t even want to know what was going through his mind.
"What the hell are you doing out of camp? Better yet where are you, I’m coming to get you." bother were doing a fish impression.
"There is no way you can shadow travel here, you’ll die!" Peter was waving his arms around so much that she thought he might be a monkey in disguise. Trying to make herself sound as serious as she could with her lowered confidence.
"I'm not you idiot. I've got another way." he seemed unsure but eventually gave her their location. "Okay just sit tight. I should be there in about an hour at most." Before they could try to stop here she cancelled the call. Now to get there.
Grabbing onto the wheel she sent a command to turn do southeast and head straight. A few ropes shifted around to different places as they set the course. Surprisingly only a little of her mana drained away but it was still enough for her to have to sit down for a while. Wanting to have a little fun she stripped to her bikini before marching up to the front of the boat. There was long platform thing that was just big enough for her to lay on. Sun was Sun so why not get it while she can.
An hour she awoke to the screaming of a boy and a girl. Her mind was a little foggy from the nap but she knew that her breasts hurt from laying on them for so long. Hopping off the platform thing she walked across the deck as she rubbed them to try and get rid of the pain. Didn’t really work but it did get her nipples hard. Hopefully Peter won’t notice.
Looking over the edge on the right side she was surprised to see a speed boat holding her fellow campers grinding right against her ship.
"Oh, it’s you? Well what are you waiting for, get up here. And peter you better send that boat back or I’ll throw you overboard." A few minutes later she was joined by the two confused demigods. Both were looking around the boat in obvious confusion. It was the idiot that found his voice first.
"Hey Persia, how are you controlling the ship?" He must have been able to sense her connection to the boat while he was trying to take control and failed.
"I’m a legacy of Poseidon. Luckily I have enough of his power in me to do this." Yeah there was no way she was telling them the truth, at least not yet. Clarisse might be able to figure it out but she wasn’t here yet.
Both of them were staring at her, Annabeth in excitement and Percy in depression. She didn’t even want to know about why he was sad. The girl of the pair started shouting questions in such a quick pace she was wondering if she could get away with putting her in a cell down below. But then she would have to hear it from her later.
Over the next half hour, they told her their story. They had been caught sneaking around on a boat called the Princess Andromeda and held captive until just four days ago. Luke had been aboard the boat, along with some monsters and a golden coffin. She didn’t blame them for trying to find out information but to fail in escaping when they had the chance earned them both slaps upside the head.
Apparently, they had a third member of their group, a young cyclops named Tyson, but they got separated when Clarisse's zombie boat exploded. They haven’t seen her since and neither of them had any Drachma to call her. The one good thing about picking them up was that they knew where she had to go. They had found out the coordinates from the three women that drive the Chariot of the Damned.
Grover, the useless satyr she saved with Peter, had established an Empathy link between the two. The dark-skinned protector was trapped on an island with a half blind Cyclops that’s using the Golden Fleece as bait to attract nature spirits and satyrs so he can eat then. She's all for eating defenseless creatures but even she wouldn’t go that far.
Now they were on their way to him, and hopefully Clarisse. It should take them about half a day to get there, Give or take speed change when they are sleeping.

0/0

The island was actually split in half by a large crevasse. Seeing as it was the largest place she stowed her ship in it before dropping a rowboat for them to ride to the shore.
The Island was rather peaceful looking. There was a little forest on the far side this half and there was a field of grass that had dozens of mammoth sized sheep with red colored wool. Peter wanted to ride into the cave on the other half of the island by hanging onto the sheep but she managed to stop him in time. It was hard to believe the boy was supposedly her brother.
Thankfully Annabeth agreed with her idea much easier than Peters. The plan was that she would attack the sheep, seeing as they are guarding the fleece, and kill as many as she can before Polymethius heard what happened. Once that happened Annabeth would use her invisibility cap to sneak over and save Grover. Meanwhile Persia and the idiot would fight the cyclops. Peter had asked her not to kill him seeing as they were distantly related to him. It took a lot of self-control not to snap at him about the fact that he was a monster but she agreed in the end. Or so he thought.
Looking behind her she watched the duo fade from her view as she ascended. Once she was positive they couldn’t see her she summoned up her armor and Chain blade. With a malicious smile on her lips she ran toward the sheep. Her mind was wrapped on the thought of the taste of their meat in her mouth and taste of their blood on her lips. she would have to shave them first but that was very doable.
As soon as she got close to the herd she started swinging her blade in a rapid circle around her head. She heard screamed for joy as her weapon sliced through their bodies in quick succession. Soon blood was flying everywhere, mostly over her, and she was lost in her delirium. By the time she got halfway through the heard, they were too scared to even remember that they were flesh eaters as well.
One by one another furry flesh bag fell under her blade and more red liquid soaked into the dirt beneath her feet. Not once did they make a sound as she slashed them to pieces. And when the final one was slain she started her feast. Chunk after chunk she swallowed barely even tasting the meat she was eating. As she had finished one of the sheep, she was high on the sensations flooding through her. turning her eye on the rest she licked her blood coated lips before sending her blade away. she would much rather have both hands full when she was eating.
When Persia was finally finished with the beasts her tummy was bulging from all the meat and blood she had swallowed. Her hair was slicked down to her skin and she had a slightly mad look in her eyes. With a monster of a smile she rubbed her distended tummy like a mother would during pregnancy.
Then her body twitched ever so slightly and she came back to reality. Her body was aching from all that she had done and she was in major need of the bathroom. She looked around to find a spot to release her bladder bit couldn’t find any close enough. Throwing caution to the wind she squatted down and undid the lining between her legs. Once it was out of the way she relaxed her hold and the flood began. What she forgot was that it would come out of her penis as well. Seeing as hers was still up in her armor she found that her pelvic area was getting drench. It was gross but the release of pressure inside of her was more than worth it.
When she finally stopped, she used her minimal control of water to get the offending liquid off of her. Once she was dry again she resituated herself in the armor and snapped it back together. She wished she had something to whip herself but she wouldn’t use her short connection to her shadow just to ease her discomfort.
Making a mad dash over to the bridge she tapped Peter on the shoulder. He jumped like a cat in fright before turning to look at her and when he did his eyes widened in horror.
"Your covered in Blood! What the hell happened?" his voice came out louder then he meant to. There was a thumping sound that soon revealed the Cyclops they would have to defeat. It looked around in confusion trying to find the source of their voices.
"For some reason monsters bleed when I hurt them. Now shut up and get ready." he nodded after taking a deep gulp. Seeing that he understood she snuck after the one eyed giant.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SHEEP! NOBODY STOLE MY SHEEP!" Polymethius' voice boomed over the island. Persia almost felt sorry when she heard the worry in his voice, almost.
Silently she resummoned her weapon and walked up to him. He was standing there muttering angrily about nobody and sheep so it was kind of easy. pulling back her blade back she thrusted forward like she had been taught in her fencing class and buried it deep into the back of his knee.
"AAHHH! WHO DARES!" before he could swing back to hit her she ripped her weapon out of him. blood started flowing and he couldn’t put much weight on his leg seeing as she cut right through his tendons and muscles. She leapt backward and waited until he finally bent down like he was kneeling to her.
"That would be me and I killed your sheep...ate them too and they were yummy!" it was a good thing she didn’t say the last part aloud because he actually started crying.
"Please don’t kill me! I promise I won’t eat Satyrs no more, little meat anyway." his voice was trembling from the pain in his leg. It was then that she realized Polymethius was nothing but a spoiled child.
From the corner of her eye she saw Annabeth and the Satyr in a wedding dress carrying a bloody and beaten Clarisse on their shoulders. Peter was thankfully following after them with the fleece in his arms, she didn’t need them seeing what she was about to do. Manipulating the strength in her leg she leapt at the injured Cyclops and kicked him right in the jaw. There was a light thumping sound as he crashed into the ground. As soon as he stopped gasping for breath she quickly stabbed him in both biceps. He screamed in pain but she ignores him.
"Damn you Daughter of Poseidon! Father will kill you for what you have done to me." With murder in her eyes she plunged her blade through Polymethius' eye and right out the other side of his skull. with a sickening sucking sound, she pulled her blade free before whipping the evidence onto his clothing. Almost instantly his body dissolved into dust, leaving nothing but his disgusting clothing to show he was ever there.
When she got to the shoreline she found her friends waiting for her in the row boat. Personally, they should have known she could get back to the ship on her own but the jester was appreciated. Taking a dip in the salty sea water she a majority of the blood off her while the rest she could us the captain very primitive bathtub.
Once all of them were on the ship deck she had the boys take Clarisse to the main cabin and cover her in the fleece, to heal her. Annabeth went down to the cargo bay to get some alone time, Persia couldn’t blame the girl after two weeks with only peter for company. Closing her eyes, she connected herself with the ship and set her course for Camp. It would take a few days at least but she could deal with the wait.
Seeing that was done and feeling filthy she walked into her cabin. The boys were watching over Clarisse as the color slowly returned to her face. It was creepy and comforting. When a shiver went down her spine she decided enough was enough. Walking over to them she took a firm grip of their shirts, or dress as the case may be, and threw them out on their rears before locking the door.
Since the only other person in the room was unconscious Persia started taking off her armor manually. If it didn’t make her more flexible she probably never would have been able to reach the stupid zipper on the thing. Once she was finally out of the blood-soaked cloth she stretched her body out while a lude moan escaped her throat. Turning the nozzle on she started filling the tub. She had to fill it twice more before the water started coming out clear.
With the water half way, up she slipped her red and white body into the ice-cold water. A whimper escaped her as each movement sent the water farther up her body. It took a lot of scrubbing and she swore skin was falling off with it she managed to get all traces of her battle and meal from her body. Draining the water one last time she took herself over to the edge of the bed before slipping under the covers with Clarisse. Not feeling warm enough, she wiggled right up against the clothed girl and took on her body heat as well.

0/0

When she woke up the following morning she was snuggled up against someone. They were just as nude as her but she didn’t mind. The person’s body was soft as it pressed up against hers so she knew it was a girl. What she didn’t expect was that the girls hand was wrapped around her penis. She wasn’t moving or anything and her breathing was slow so she must have done it in her sleep.
She tried wiggling her hips to get the other girl to let go but all it did was jerk her hand up and down. A jolt of pleasure ran through her body at the feeling. It was then that some kind of instinct filled her mind and she started humping her hips. Soon the girls hand was slipping up and down her penis from all the precum she was releasing. It felt great to her and right when she was about to release the hand around her penis squeezed her hard making her stop.
"Well this does explain some things about you." Her back tensed when she felt the other girl’s breath on her ear. "To think you were hiding something like this." Clarisse released her dick from her hold before trailing down between her legs and ran her finger down her slit. "And you have this one as well. You’re just a bundle of fun, aren’t you?" the brunette girls voice was husky and lustful.
"Sorry I just didn’t want to cause any problems." A shiver ran up her spine when the girl pressed up against her back even more. There were so many different feelings surging though her that she was more than a little lost.
She could hear the smile in her voice, "You should be more honest about yourself. I could tell you were trying not to connect with the other campers but I couldn’t understand why. But you would help us when you could and train when you are around but never interacting. Why?" the finger between her legs dipped inside a little making a whimper escape her lips.
"I-I've been shunned every time people around me f-find out. I just don’t want to be hurt again." She almost sighed in relief when Clarisse pulled out of her but squeaked when her hand went back to her penis. Slowly her hand starting moving again. To make matters the older girl started kissing her neck with butterfly kisses. they were light but they still sent a thrill through her body.
"Oh, silly girl, we are demigods. Weirdness is defined by us." Her pace picked up again but it turned out to be too much for her to take. With a rather drawn-out moan she came all over her hand. IT wasn’t much but it was still enough to cover her top few fingers. There was some shuffling behind her but she didn’t know what it was. There was a thumping sound of something heavy hitting the floor, most likely the fleece.
It was at that point she realized that Clarisse had moved her semen covered hand up near her face. It was about an inch away from her face but she could still smell it.
"Be a good little Bitch and clean up your mess. You made it after all." Clarisse came out demanding but there was a hint of other things too like lust and worry. Not seeing any choice and being curious of the taste she peaked her pink tongue out of her mouth and lapped at the girl’s hand. It was kind of salty but that was easy to get passed, it was the creaminess that made her delirious once more. She licked and sucked the girl’s fingers trying to get all that she could but alas couldn’t find no more. She whined at that but it was enough to bring her out of her daze.
"It’s still early, why don’t we get some more sleep?" Being that she was much smaller than hers Clarisse managed to turn her until they were facing each other. With a pull of strength, she soon found herself pressed up against the other girl’s form. Her cum cover privates found themselves squished between her bedmates thighs. She couldn’t even escape if she wanted to. With her body smothered by the other girls she didn’t have to worry about keeping warm but she still smiled when Clarisse wrapped them in the comforter. It wasn’t long later when she fell asleep once more.

0/0

It was around noon when she woke once more. Clarisse was gone but she expected it. Wiggling herself out from under the covers she made a needed trip to the bathroom before finally getting ready for the day. IT was a piece of clothing she had been given by Circe before she left but she hadn’t worn it yet. It was a basic tunic that were common back in ancient times. This one was a little more personalized though. For starters, it was pitch black with a green trident clenched in-between the jaws of a sideways white skull. She didn’t like the connection between the two but in a way, it also showed that it was death that held her while the sea maims those that get to close.
Taking a deep breath, she slipped it on over her head. After a few adjustments, she got it to sit comfortable and pulled out her necklace for the world to see. She didn’t have any spare underwear on her so she would have to go bare, not like it was all that different from when she was at home.
Noticing the fleece was still on the floor she activated her ring and slipped it into her shadow storage. No point in risking it being stolen or forgotten if she could help it. Seeing that everything was better she headed outside.
The first thing she noticed was that there was another boat pulled up next to her ship. The second was that Peter, Grover, Annabeth, and a dressed Clarisse were all tied up in chains with some snake women pointing spears at their backs. What the hell was happening?
"Persia Jackson, Daughter of Hades and Legacy of Poseidon, you've grown." She recognized that voice, if barely. Turning toward the one that spoke she was Horrified with what she saw. Luke was standing on the edge of his boat with that irritating smirk of his. He didn’t scare her though, it was the hordes of monsters behind him that did it. If she could control shadows at the moment it would be easy to kill almost all of them but she couldn’t and her water control was poor at best.
"I’d say you look better than last time but that’s a lie." Laughter roared from the monsters, they didn’t seem to like him too much. "Then again according the girls at camp you always were small." She motioned with her fingers to show his size which only made the monster laughter louder. Luke on the other hand was glaring at her with flaming red cheeks. Aww it’s good to know she can still hurt him with words.
"Funny, now come with us or your friends lives with be cut short" Annabeth gasped at him from her spot on the floor but he wouldn’t look at her. It seemed to work as the girl started weeping into the deck. The others wanted to comfort her but they couldn’t move to do so.
Persia on the other hand was weighing her options. Could she sacrifice her brother, his friends, and Clarisse just to try and fight a losing battle? No, she couldn’t but that doesn’t mean she didn’t have a way to kill them all once she was far enough away. Letting her shoulders slump she held her arms out and the nearest monster soon wrapped her wrists in rope. It was primitive and weak but she wouldn’t complain.
"Good girl." As she walked passed she stared Clarisse in the eyes hoping she would understand what she wanted. The larger gave her an almost unnoticeable nod before she was yanked away. once she was on Luke’s boat one of the monsters undid her friend’s chains and filed back onto their own once more. Peter had tried to attack put Clarisse held him back.
Luke pushed her forward through the horde of monsters farther into the boat. It took a minute or two to get where ever he was leading her. It felt like a maze with all the twist, turns, and floors they had to climb to get there.
At last they stopped in front of a plain wooden door. Before she could ask what was going on Luke grabbed her by the throat and shoving her against the wall. He pressed hard on her neck, chocking her. She struggled for a moment before realizing it was useless. All she could do was stare at the blonde as he brought his face within inches of hers. At first, she though he was going to kiss her but then she if he would have already.
"Listen here you stupid bitch. When you go in you are not to speak back or fight my boss. He gets easily enraged and I’d rather not have him destroying the boat just because you don’t have a fucking filter. Am I understood." His voice was low like a hiss but more jagged. Seeing no other way, she nodded as much as she could under his tight grip.
AS soon as he let go she slumped over coughing as air tried to gag her as it forced its way into her lungs. Lifting her a hand up she rubbed her throat just trying to ease the pain but it didn’t really work. When she looked up at the boy above her she glared at him but he didn’t so much as flinch this time.
"Let’s go" turning to the door he pushed it open before grabbing her ropes once more and yanked her in after him. She tripped and stumbled over the threshold but Luke didn’t care. Once the door was locked he dropped her ropes without a care in the world like there was nothing she could do.
"My Lord, I have brought to you the Hades spawn as you ordered. It was much easier than we expected" Luke was bowing low to a golden coffin. She could see depictions of death and evil acts upon the sides of the coffin but it was the symbol on the lid that made her stop cold.
It was a Scythe. Out of all her knowledge she only knew of one deity with that Symbol.
"Kronos!" Her voice came out a mix of human and animal as she growled out the Titan lords name.
Even though it wasn’t recent she could still feel this beast paws all over and inside her body whenever she thought of him. He was by far the most disturbing and violent titan to mate her in her past life. She still shuddered when she forced her lay with him in his horse form. IT brought her a lovely baby into the world but she never saw them again after that. The loss of that baby had hurt her more than the titan himself when he sheathed his entire beastly cock inside of her.
His laughter was deep and sharp, similar to metal scratching against your teeth. It filled the room and didn’t stop for a couple minutes. When he finally ended, she swore her ears were ringing after an explosion.
"Good to know I'm still known by you lowly demigods. Tell me, how did you know it was me?" the more he spoke the more her head was starting to hurt. She could feel something welling up inside her but she was scared that if she let it lose she wouldn’t be able to reign it in.
"My family has been connected to the mythological world for a very long time. We have always learned that the Scythe in the Greek world was the sign of the worst monster created with human form. Your name would be spoke in hushed whispers in fear of you reappearing and forcing yourself upon our women like you did in the past." okay it was a part of the truth but he wouldn’t be able to figure it out unless she told him and she didn’t plan to do that until she stuck his own damn scythe through his heart.
"interesting...which family is this? I have done what you speak of too many." Luke actually looked at the coffin in horror at the titan’s admittance to such a crime.
"We don’t have a name, we were just the family." Also true until she turned 15 the first time but she doubted the titan was thinking about the dawn of humanity.
"Where is your loyalty to the Gods? I have heard more than one had muddled with your life. We can get you out from under their power, once you join us that is." If it wasn’t that she knew the titan was good at making small talk and promises she would have thought he changed in all this time.
"I’m loyal to my papa and those trusting of me while Lord Zeus can kiss my firm little ass for all I care." Both males coughed while Luke was the only one she could see in response to her words. Kronos seemed to think over all that she said and everything she could have implied. The room was silent for a long while before he spoke once more.
"The Olympians will abandon you eventually, even my son Hades. It has happened before and will again. If there is one thing the Gods are good at its repeating their mistakes. With us you will not have to worry about such things." the titans voice was filled with promise but she knew that the moment he returned to power he would crush all those capable of rising against him and force countless others to submit to him absolutely.
"No deal."
As soon as the words left her mouth a staggering amount of bloodlust flooded the room is was almost palpable. Items were shaking off their resting places and glass was breaking in seconds. Inside herself she felt like her heart was being squeezed into dust. Then just a sudden it had arrived it disappeared.
"Get this trash out of my presence." before she could say anything Luke grabbed her by her hair and pulled her outside. Tears were leaking from her eyes at the pain but she refused to make a noise. Jerk after jerk he pulled her along. She wished she knew where she was being taken but because of the way her head was being yanked all she could see was the floor and his feet.
Finally, after ten minutes of torture he pulled so stop. She didn’t even get to stop when he twisted her in front of him before grabbing her hair so hard she thought he would rip it out. Then his other hand reached up and squeezed her breast so hard she couldn’t stop the scream that tore through her throat. IT was at that time that she realized that they were on the top deck of his boat and it was filled with monsters that had silenced at her scream. He squeezed one more time before pushing her into the horde.
"Kill her"
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