The seven looked ahead at their opponents, gripping their weapons tightly as the giants held smug smirks upon their less than pleasing faces.
Percy looked up at the sky, sensing their presence. "So you came..."
The gods suddenly flashed in, appearing in all of their Olympian glory, battle armour and aura's flaring.
"Father." Percy finished, looking at the god of the sea.
Poseidon hugged his son tightly, his armour clanking against his son's chest, Percy being slightly taller.
"Son, you're looking rather... strong." The sea god noticed, a proud edge to his voice.
"Well, someone's got to be strong, can't always rely on you."
Although meant as a joke, Poseidon could feel the bitter meaning his son's words held. He knew how his son felt, it rose guilt within the god, he hadn't done much to combat the ancient laws, which Percy had stressed since the day he made it to camp.
"So you finally show yourself Zeus. Stepping off that rich throne of yours for once?" The king of the giants taunted.
"Olympus will not fall on this day." Zeus responded.
"Let's spill the blood of some demigods, and see how true that statement becomes." The giant growled, hoisting his spear into a battle ready position.
The Olympians stood by their children, Artemis standing next to Reyna in her mother's absence.
The goddess of the hunt looked over at Percy, feeling his gaze on her.
Their eyes met, sharp silver to a dark, deep green.
Artemis blinked, and suddenly the son of Poseidon was nowhere to be seen.
Artemis's bane (insert name) suddenly cried out in pain before bursting into golden dust.
Without a god, the son of Poseidon stood victoriously where the giant used to stand.
Appearing at her side before he could be attacked, Percy smiled. "Zoë made me promise."
To protect you was the promise.
The goddess remembered that day as clear as he did. The moment he gained her respect, the moment he saved her lieutenant's life.
While the goddess wasn't surprised to see him holding strong to his promise, she was quite shocked in the way he did so.
“How did you just move so fast?" Artemis asked.
"You have your secrets milady, I have mine."
"Call me Artemis, and second of all, no, you do not get to have secrets, I demand you explain to me this moment what that was." She spoke commandingly.
"You know, you're a lot more likeable when you act friendly."
Before Artemis could shoot his ear off, Percy whipped back to his father's side.
"Zeus isn't going to like whatever that was." His father warned him, eyeing his brother who was in turn eyeing Perseus intensely.
"Zeus should be grateful I'm on his side right now."
Poseidon wasn't surprised to see his son being relatively 'rebellious' it was in his nature by blood, yet the new found strength he seemed to have, he was very confident in it, enough so to say what he said.
"Well? Are we going to fight or not?" Percy asked, watching the giants eye the group carefully, though if you looked closer their focus was on the son of Poseidon.
Porphyrion gripped his large spear before throwing it javelin style through the air.
Zeus raised his bolt, blasting the weapon with his lightning, sending it off course, falling back to the giant king's feet.
That seemingly signalled the violence to begin, the two sides rushing at each other.
Polybotes grinned as he flew at the sea god, smashing into the god's trident with his own.
While in a test of their strength, the basilisks on the giant's head notified him that the son of Poseidon was behind him. Swinging his large hand around his body, he felt the sensation of hitting a smaller body. Grinning, he turned around only for his expression to drop as the mere demigod was holding back his blow with a hand of his own.
"Are you...flying?" Polybotes asked, losing focus as he was in shock that a son of Poseidon was floating in mid air effortlessly holding back his blow.
His eyes widened in fear as the boy's blade grew, until it was large enough to slice off his hand, which was the very thing that happened.
Turning back to Poseidon, Polybotes lost the battle of strength quickly, not having a second hand to equal the god's strength with.
Dodging the basilisks from the bane of Poseidon's head, Perseus struck at the same time that his dad's trident impaled Polybotes, killing the giant.
Looking around, everyone seemed to be holding their own, though everyone was forcing their opponent back while Porphyrion was advancing on Jason and his father.
Percy made to help them, before he heard a cry of pain.
Annabeth had told him before they landed, not to draw attention with his powers, nor to solely protect her, because she could stand her own ground.
He fully believed that, but it was impossible for him to stand by as she flew against a rock, shaken and almost unconscious. Appearing at her side, Percy checked her over for any fatal wounds.
Annabeth had a large cut on her shoulder, blood dripping, probably from her opponent's spear grazing her.
"Don't." She told him, trying to stand up but failing.
"Too late." Percy told her without emotion, he didn't care if she hadn't been fatally injured, enough was enough.
Standing back up, Athena watched as Percy took the place of her daughter, fighting along side her, deflecting her bane's blow.
His fighting style was as flawless as ever, but something was new, something she had never seen before.
It was less than a few seconds of battle with him, that the bane of the goddess was decimated by a demigod who moved faster than sound, his movements held no sound, a silent, deadly killer.
“Perseus, your arms..." The goddess marvelled at the beautiful, very dark shade of magenta coursing through his veins, mostly visible on his forearms.
Not wanting to spend the fight playing twenty one questions, Percy burst off towards the other gods.
Athena went over to help her daughter stand, giving her a look. "You don't want to know." Annabeth told her mother, making the goddess sigh. She hated not knowing things.
Percy continued his rampage, deciding that until the fight was over, there would be no safety for his light.
Picking up the massive spear from Athena's bane, one that he shouldn't have been able to handle so easily, Percy skipped forward to gain momentum before planting his left foot, rearing back with his right side before launching the weapon like a javelin.
Soaring through the air, it cut into the king of the giants, causing Porphyrion to roar in pain as the spear landed in his knee.
Spinning around to face the son of Poseidon, Jason hadn't expected the sudden turn, getting the end of the giant's spear to the face as he flew backwards, his father barely managing to catch him before he hit the ground.
"You. Cannot be allowed to live." The king raised his spear, electricity surging outwards.
Percy prepared himself for the hit, compared to Tartarus this would be nothing, but then he realized, it wasn't for him.
As the bolt shot out like a lightning strike towards Annabeth and Athena, Percy practically vanished before colliding with the strike mid air.
He went tumbling off the mountain they all stood on.
"Percy!" Annabeth cried.
Suddenly the ground started to rumble. Shaking violently as from where the son of Poseidon fell off the mountain, there was a purple glow, and a horrifying screech that quickly became louder as the glow appeared.
The glow shot over the mountain, before landing in front of the giant king. Perseus was in the center of it, the glow surrounding him in such a powerful aura it made Zeus take a step back, despite being on the boy's side.
Percy held out his hand, the king of the giants couldn't hold onto his spear as it flew out of his hand, and into the demigod's.
"What is this...sorcery?" He growled.
"It's called bending the laws of the universe in my favour."
Porphyrion didn't want to believe the son of Poseidon, nor did he think that was possible, yet it was quite possibly right here in front of his eyes.
"Goodbye." Percy's eyes looked... darker, he didn't have that beautiful, loveable glow in them, Annabeth could see that from where she stood against her mother.
With the giant's own spear, Percy channeled the lightning, this time it was purple and let out a loud screech before firing into the king's chest.
Obliterated into a pile of golden dust, Percy sat back and watched as the other giants were taken care of by the other heroes.
"Guys. I think we won..." Leo was the first to speak up after the battle was over.
Both Percy and Annabeth sighed. "And now you've made everything worse."
"What?" He asked, genuinely confused grabbing at his tool belt tightly.
"Never think it's over, because it never is."
Almost on cue, with their warning to Leo, the ground started to shake.
Percy whirled towards the only demigod he hadn't checked on.
The king of the giant's had flung the son of Jupiter with the blunt end of his spear, causing the demigod to have a... nosebleed.
Great. Wake up the primordial of the Earth because of a damn nose bleed.
"Ah." A female voice sighed in relief.
"Clarity, how long it has been since I have had clarity." Gaea's voice carried itself over the mountain.
"You know what it's like to be half asleep? The painful edge between rest and action. It was my own cocoon of torture." She continued.
Percy stepped forward, while everyone else took a step back the moment a pile of dirt started to form into the shape of a very beautiful woman.
As the body molded into one with human like skin, Percy noticed how every little bit of the vast beauty she had, was ripped away by the deep scowl on her face.
"Come to die, Jackson?” Gaea sneered, expecting nothing much from the demigod, and though she knew he was stronger than the rest, the goddess was a primordial.
"Tartarus picking up the phone lately?" Percy smiled as Gaea visibly became enraged. The primordial of the pit hadn't been in contact with her for days, as if someone was holding him back from mentally communicating.
"I thought not. Must be hard to contact you when he's too busy putting his body back together."
Gaea's eyes widened before clamping down, clearly trying to manage herself by taking a deep breath.
"Your home dies first."
With that, the goddess's body fell back into a pile of dirt, though everyone knew where she was going.
"Camp Half-Blood..."
Appearing on the camp's hill, the gods as well as their children looked over the peaceful camp.
"Where's Gaea?" Jason asked, looking all around him for what should've been the primordials massive presence.
Percy took a second to think of the primordial's words.
"Your home dies first..." He repeated out loud.
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Walking out of yet another expulsion, Percy held tears inside, frightful to let them out as his mother walked out of the school with him, hand in hand.
"I-I'm sorry mom." The little boy choked on his own words.
Looking down at her distressed child, Sally quickly got to her knees, hugging him tightly.
"You're not a bad child Percy, you're the greatest son I could ever ask for."
"B-But, the school-"
"The school doesn't define you, nor should you let it." His mother told him sternly, though the warmth in her eyes would never disappear.
"But we've had to move homes so many times because of me!" The child argued, intent on making himself feel bad.
Still on her knees, cupping the child's cheek with her hand softly, Sally kissed his forehead. "Home isn't a place Percy. It's where you feel most comfortable. Where you are safe, and feel that way."
"Where's your home?" The youngster asked his mother, who chuckled.
"You're my home Percy, my little hero."
Blushing the young child looked away with an adorable pout across his face. "I-I guess you're my home too."
"I better be.” Sally huffed, making the young child giggle before hugging his mother tightly.
"Ice cream?" She asked.
The child's sparklingly emeralds lit up. Nothing more was needed to be said.
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"Home..." Percy suddenly spun around, looking towards the city and its skyline.
Annabeth followed his gaze, her eyes widening as well before she covered her mouth, tears forming in her eyes.
"Like hell you're going to touch my fucking mother!" Percy roared, digging his back foot into the ground before pushing off.
The ground shook as the Olympians watched the son of Poseidon run so fast he practically disappeared.
Only after what he said, did the others make the connection.
Percy burst into his childhood home just moments before the gods appeared.
Athena made to move forward, seeing Perseus by the door, standing perfectly still, silence echoed throughout the apartment building.
"If we go in there, and she's dead..." He spoke darkly, Athena being the most forward being, shivered in the way that he spoke.
Percy looked back at the group huddled in the hallway. Athena no longer saw any hint of green in his eyes, very rarely did the goddess feel truly insecure about her own safety...
"I-I don't know what I'll do."
"Excuse me? Boy you do not speak to the king of the gods in such a way!" Zeus growled.
Ignoring him, Percy opened the apartment door, walking inside.
Entering the living room, it was dark, dusk, there was but one light on in the living room. It was flickering, leaving a unsettling buzz to the room.
Gaea stood, looking over bodies... bloody bodies...
Percy almost couldn't comprehend the sight, his mother, Paul, even...
"Estelle..." The son of Poseidon cried quietly, kneeling down to pick up the little girl at his feet.
His heart skipped a beat the moment he heard a faint heartbeat coming from the child's chest.
The gods watched along with the rest of the seven, as a powerful aura flowed from the very air they breathed into the young girl.
Percy looked back at Hestia before handing her his baby sister. "I trusted you once before with something important. Please, don't let me down."
The goddess of the hearth tried for a warm smile, anything to give him the slightest hope his parents were in similar condition, but no. It was clear that there was only one survivor.
Percy turned back to the primordial, who looked as shocked as he was.
"I-I didn't do this..." She suddenly said before he could act.
"Bullshit." Poseidon replied with a growl.
"I got here, and they were already dead!" Gaea argued, though she didn't look too displeased about it.
Looking once more at his mother's lifeless body, Percy's world went black.
"W-Where am I?" Percy asked, opening his eyes to find himself floating in darkness.
There was a woman floating close to him, she suddenly hovered over until her hands were able to reach out, and run themselves through his hair. He attempted to move away, but her hands felt good, and he had no idea how to move around in this new... dimension?
"You are in the gap between time and reality, where time does not flow, and reality does not exist." Her voice was soft, a little caring even, like she held some emotion for him.
"Do I know you?" Percy questioned, sensing he did.
"No." The voice replied instantaneously.
“Why am I here?" The son of Poseidon didn't understand. "W-Wait... why don't I feel anything. I just saw my mother murdered!" Percy exclaimed.
"Did you? The vast majority of emotions do not travel into this realm." It felt like she was talking about two very different things.
"Why am I here?" He asked again, this time determined to get an answer.
The women sighed, as if hoping he hadn't wanted to get right to the point.
"You're current being in time, once you return, is going to go through a... transformation of sorts."
As she explained, Percy couldn't help but notice that the woman floating around him, circling his body was quite beautiful, flawless in fact.
He couldn't help but mention the curves that expertly displayed her figure, a strong, detailed face with shining eyes.
"Why?" He questioned.
"Those powers, the ones of evil, they grow stronger with negative emotion. You keep the evil at bay with the purity of your soul, but that peace cannot always last."
The lady looked at him one more time, this time it was clear that the laws of emotion did not concern her in this realm, as she stared at him with tears forming.
"Do not underestimate this power Perseus. I do not want to lose you to it."
With that, the darkness slipped away as Percy found himself back in his body, without a moment gone by.
The calm nothingness of his emotion was suddenly obliterated by loss. By rage.
When the primordial goddess saw the look in his eye, it was clear he didn't believe her.
"Believe me or not, your camp still burns today."
"Please. Stop talking." Gaea whipped around to see the son of Poseidon staring directly into her eyes, their faces inches apart.
Even the primordial goddess would've found his handsome face endearing if it wasn't for the despicable, dark look he wore, seemingly entering her soul through a stare alone.
The goddess flashed away, but not before he grasped her throat.
"Where did they go?" Hazel asked, worried for her friend, though after seeing the look on his face she wondered who she should've been worrying for.
"I can trace the godly energy if I stand near where they flashed from." Of course Athena was the one to step forward with the knowledge, quickly crossing the room before the divine energy could dissipate.
The goddess quickly found their location, the field of Mars at Camp Jupiter.
As they appeared in New Rome, Perseus refused to let go of his hold on the primordial goddess.
Gripping her throat as tight as he could before throwing her, he watched as the mother of the Earth went crashing into it, rolling against the hard soil.
"This life." He growled, looking down at his hands, trembling with rage.
"In the end, I can never outrun loss."
Looking up at the sky, ignoring the goddess rising to her feet, Perseus was burning up with pure dark emotion.
"IM TIRED OF LOSING EVERYTHING I FUCKING CARE ABOUT!" He cried, finally hitting the ground onto his knees, pounding the Earth with his fists.
Gaea moved to attack him while he was down, but was stopped by a vicious storm of dark purple energy lashing around the teen's body.
"Is it not enough, Fates?" He asked quietly, knowing they could still hear him.
"Is it not enough to make my life a living hell since I was fucking born? Getting beat for years because my real father abandoned me to a stinky fucking asshole."
Poseidon and the others had appeared nearby in time to hear his son cry out. The god looked down in guilt, his son's harsh words dwelled deeper than anyone could've imagined.
"Then I survived! I made it all the way to camp, got betrayed, nearly killed hundreds of times, I even fought a few fucking titans."
"The only two good things that ever happened to me, that I ever looked at and said yeah, I'm grateful for this life. My mother and you." Percy looked over to Annabeth, who could clearly see he was lost in a battle with his self, the evil he spoke of swirling in his beautiful eyes.
"Now the only purpose I have is because of one girl. Just her."
"And you won't touch a fucking hair on her body." Percy collected himself enough to stand up once again, and face the primordial goddess.
"You'll die trying to kill me, boy." Gaea growled, raising chunks of the Earth to hover by her side.
"So be it." He replied emotionlessly.
Seemingly vanishing as his sprint turned into a blur heading towards the goddess, she threw countless massive projectiles made of rock and dirt.
The dark aura around him lashed out, it's purple contents cutting through the hard bedrock like it was a hot knife to the Earth's butter.
When Percy waved his arms, he watched as the aura followed his movements, creating a sort of armour around him.
The son of Poseidon closed the distance between them within moments, throwing a powerful blow towards the primordial, who caught it with her palm, though visibly winced in pain as she did so.
"You shouldn't... be this strong.” She growled.
"Trust me." Percy looked her in the eye, his sadistic killer instinct visible. "I know." His head tilted before he dropped out of her grasp, crouching down before delivering a quick, nasty uppercut into the goddess's gut, making her double over before Perseus spun around, his foot digging harshly into the side of the goddess's head.
Gaea's cry of pain could be heard as she was sent tumbling into a dozen trees.
"I WILL NOT BE DEFEATED!" She screamed, rising from the ground, manipulating her gravity as she brought the forest with her.
Hovering thirty feet in the air, Gaea thrust her hands forward, raining down trees upon trees onto her opponent.
"That." The son of Poseidon vanished.
"Is not for you to decide." His voice was a whisper, and in the same moment Gaea looked down to see a bronze sword piercing her body.
The dark energy surrounded the blade, making it able to pierce straight through the primordial's body as she screamed out in immediate pain.
The Olympian's and their children watched as Percy hovered in the air with the goddess's body, before the dark aura around him started to encircle the goddesses body.
Gaea's eyes widened as if she knew what was going to happen, but unable to move as the darkness over took her.
Annabeth could hear the cries of the goddess through the dark cocoon that started to glow silver. They were some of the downright most disturbing sounds she had ever heard, the vile being pleading for any ounce of her life to be left.
"H-He's absorbing her primordial essence..." Athena managed, her expression and voice, stunned.
"Why didn't he to that to Tartarus?” Jason asked.
"If I had to guess, there's a new level to his power now, the rise in aura after he witnessed his mother's dead body left a chill throughout my body." The goddess replied to her half brother.
As soon as the ball stopped glowing silver, the aura disappeared as Percy slowly lowered to the ground.
Poseidon was the one to move foreword, reaching his son quicker than everyone else. The god of the sea placed his hand on his son's shoulder. "I'm proud of you-!"
Immediately Poseidon was met with a reverse blow, Percy having spun around and clocking his father in the stomach.
As the sea god connected with a few trees, Perseus stood, looking in his direction as the god stood up from the blow rather easily.
The other Olympians gripped their symbols of power with worry, the slight fear starting to creep into their thoughts as they had just witnessed him take out a primordial goddess for good...
"Proud of me? I do not care what you think, father." The demigod spat, the feeling of darkness still surrounding him.
"Countless gods have proven how weak these ancient laws are, meaning there was a way for you to help me. To help my mother."
"Instead, you watched us. You watched a woman that you loved, abused every day with no way out. You know what? I'm starting to think you might've never loved her at all."
"Do not question my love for Sally, child." Poseidon growled, standing up from the crashed trees.
"It was a wonder she could smile after everything that he did to us, because I couldn't. Because I can't."
"Every divine being thinks mortals are nothing but a common pest. They don't understand the toll a single disgusting, powerless man can have ona young child and his perfect mother."
Leaving after spitting on the ground, a sign of insult towards his father, Percy turned around, pushing into the thick tree line.
Annabeth immediately moved after him, no one else dared.
Poseidon was left with a loss for words, no one had spoken to him like that in a long time, and it angered him.
He was angered for his son's tone, but more so angered because of how right his child was.
If you want something bad enough, you'll find a way.
Poseidon wanted the perfect life for Sally, and in his ignorance, she fell pray to this cruel world.
"Percy!" Annabeth's angelic voice was like medication to a disease you couldn't diagnose, immediately causing him to relax as he turned around.
They were deep into the forest now, quiet aside from the woodland creatures playing about.
As soon as she saw the tears streaming down his face, the broken look, the darkness all gone, leaving only a young man who had just lost his mother.
Annabeth rushed forward, somehow managing to catch his heavy body as it fell forward. With the last of his energy, Percy managed to travel them into his cabin, passing out in his beloved girlfriend's lap with tears streaming down his face.
When the daughter of Athena softly stroked her hand through his hair, she couldn't help but feel pity.
Pity is the last thing Percy would want from her, and she'd never visibly give him any, but it was so very hard not to feel such a way when she continued to see him tear himself apart. In a way, it hurt her to see him like this, beyond the loss and trauma, it hurt to see this... power making him act in a way he wouldn't have otherwise.
Though she couldn't say she knew for sure what Percy was going to do, chuckling to herself as she reminded herself how annoyingly unpredictable as well as uncontrollable he was. What Annabeth could say, is that the man today wasn't Percy. It was like the son of Poseidon had formed a bond with the darkness, it's power for slight, but significant influence over his actions.
Transferring his head from her lap to his pillow, Annabeth quickly covered them in some blankets before she snuggled up to his side, smiling as his body recognized her and automatically moved to keep her close without having consciousness.
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"Today, we are here to celebrate a new age of peace!" Zeus raised his lightning bolt, the king's voice booming across the room.
No one wanted to cheer for the king, in fact, they'd rather boo, but they were happy that they at least had their freedom still... for the most part. Nothing was guaranteed under Zeus's rule.
"There will be a celebratory party tonight! I suggest you all start preparing now." Zeus' voice thundered one last time before he disappeared in a dramatic flash, leaving the entire camp to scramble in order to get dressed in their best outfits.
Percy walked calmly back to his cabin, Annabeth in just a few hours had brought him from the brink of grief and balling his eyes out, toa stable, yet still fragile condition. The son of Poseidon managed to let a smile through at the thought of the magical daughter of Athena. Always doing the impossible when he couldn't.
Still, he wasn't in the mood to party.
Celebrate? Celebrate what? Percy could care less about killing a primordial if it was at the cost of his mother's life. There should've been another Way...
"Artemis, what may I do for you?" He spoke as soon as he stepped foot into his lonely cabin, having sensed the goddess from a mile away.
"I'm here to pay my respects to your mother... and you."
"How will you do that here?" He asked, referring to his mother.
The goddess spoke without hesitation. "While I have very fleeting experience in the subject, even I could tell you that your mother has never strayed far from here." The goddess surprised him by placing her hand over his heart.
Removing it just as quickly, the spark was not missed, but merely ignored.
"You said she was your home, Perseus. In the end, I believe you were her home, the only reason she could stay strong for all those years."
Unlike Poseidon, Percy had no rage, nor resentment towards the goddess. She had absolutely accurate views on men, though it was only some, not all. The goddess had no idea of his first step father's abuse, leaving her an innocent pawn while the sea god was a vital piece of the chessboard.
"You know." Percy started, watching the goddess's eyes follow his lips intently. "This demigod world, this mythological realm ruins everyone's lives one way or another, one day, it feels like a guarantee."
"The worst, was to see my mother's 'gift', being clear sighted is not a gift, it may even be a curse. To see and live as part of this world with the capabilities of a mortal."
"The Fates are cruel." Artemis nodded in agreement, her stoic expression had softened heavily from the beginning of their conversation.
Surprising the goddess, the Fates did not send any sign of dislike. No thunder, no bad feeling or divine sign. Perhaps they liked being called cruel, or perhaps something else was keeping their 'supervision' away...
"While I do not want to celebrate, I will go, and stay positive because my mother would want nothing less. Thank you Artemis, your respect is always valued in my mind." He managed a small smile, which was enough for the moon goddess to smile back.
"As you might guess, I do not like to celebrate under this circumstance either. You will probably watch me injure a few brave men tonight, who ask me to dance."
"Perhaps one day, you could be the first male that I truly enjoy a dance with." She gave one last nod of respect, before backing up and flashing away.
Percy was left to his thoughts, a dangerous concept, though he quickly distracted himself by picking an outfit for tonight.
With a heavy heart, the son of Poseidon entered his wardrobe.
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Piper was talking to her mother during Olympus' celebratory party when he walked in.
Just his presence alone rose goosebumps all over her flawless, chocolate body. She tried so hard to focus on the conversation she had been having with her mother, who had been desperately trying to get details about her relationship with Jason from her. Piper had wanted a reason to stop the conversation, though she hadn't wanted to begin blatantly ignoring her mother, but gods those lips.
Everything inside of her told her that this was wrong, she had a sweet, loving boyfriend, but nothing she tried worked. His lips looked so soft, yet curled into the small smirk he wore in the present moment, they looked like they could dominate her, pressing soft, and rough ministrations across her body like a hungry madman.
The daughter of love could've stared at his strong jawline forever, sharp and perfect, her gaze trailing down the formal clothing he wore, a tight shirt that held obvious sexual appeal, his chest practically bursting from it, with just a little water, she'd be able to see the tight fabric stick to his wall of abs like glue.
Trailing down his upperbody, she appreciated the shirt he was wearing, for it gave an amazing view of his strong, built biceps. Piper hadn't ever wanted a pair of arms to dominate her so badly, looking like his arms could pound her with his fingers, and enlighten her to heaven with that alone.
Speaking of fingers, his forearms and hands bulged with veins, making Piper feel woozy as she could just see how they would pulse and enlarge as he tightened his grasp around her body, with that massive thing she had heard Annabeth screaming to for hours on end...
All he had to do was touch her, and Piper felt as if she might crumble into his arms. A burning sense of embarrassment washed over the demigoddess, the idea that this man could merely make body contact with her and she'd be defenseless to whatever he pleased. Piper briefly fantasized, wondering just how good it would feel, being thrown against the wall, legs spread apart aggressively before he made an absolute mess of her insides, ramming her flawless curves against the cool wall, her body flying back and forth as he staked an unfaithful claim on her being.
"Piper?" Her mother finally got her attention, though only after waving a hand to obstruct her view of... him.
Following her daughter's gaze, Aphrodite was able to keep her mind together for the most part.
The goddess quickly turned her daughter around, forcing her gaze away from him as he was talking to his father, oblivious to the various looks he was receiving.
"Mom." Piper whispered. "I have a boyfriend, I can't be doing this..."
The goddess of love shrugged her shoulders. "I've never met a man as impossible as that son of Poseidon. You may not like it, but about every straight female in this room is begging to be with him right now." She whispered back into her daughter's ear.
Piper's face flushed, embarrassed that her mother could read her thoughts as accurately as if she actually could.
"Why? Why him? When I have a boyfriend why must this happen?"
Aphrodite smiled, love always interested the goddess, rightfully so. "Surprisingly, I don't know. Perhaps it is what you get when you find a truly pure man."
Piper looked over at Percy, immediately getting caught up in the trap that was him.
Maybe her mother wasn't far off, but she wasn't entirely right.
Percy was a pure soul, that much wasn't up for debate, but lately, he seemed to have a sort of dark side to him. It was that dangerous feeling, that frightful excitement. Piper always saw Percy as a 'hot' guy, but before he fell into the pit, he was never as irresistible. Piper literally wanted to jump him, claw her way to his lips and feel his dominance, his melting touch, his orgasm inducing tone she had heard so vividly during the nights on the Argo Il.
Attempting to shake it off, and failing miserably, Piper distracted herself by talking to her mother about Jason things. Her mother seemed pleased she was desperate enough to start discussing such a topic.
Percy scanned the party. He watched Annabeth flash him a smile as she was pulled away by her mother. The daughter of Athena looked as perfect as one could be in her dress, unfortunately the goddess got to her before he could.
Looking for something else to do, he spotted something... intriguing across the room.
Most of the girls attending the party had been quite blatantly staring at him for a few minutes now, it was the largest room in the party, though of course being on Olympus, Zeus chose a building with countless floors.
Percy disliked being cocky, but sometimes he indulged in what he had to, accepting that he was attractive and they were going to stare.
Many of the girls there could be described as flawless, being of godly descent and all, but one demigoddess in specific stood out to him.
Piper seemingly refused to look at him, which he internally smirked at. She had stared for a long while the moment he walked in, that much he had noticed.
She was wearing an elegant black dress, matching impeccably well with her smooth chocolate skin. She was slightly taller than Annabeth, almost unnoticeable seeing as they both had long, sexy legs.
The son of Poseidon had to admit, he had told Annabeth countless times that her ass was easily the greatest, easily perfection. He was starting to realize, for some reason he found himself checking her out often, that Piper had a bubbly, thick, and yet firm ass, able to rival Annabeth's.
Her large chest did not help his guilt either, two massive globes of eternally soft, perky flesh that looked so delicious. He quickly found himself fantasizing about slamming her against the bed, spreading her legs and entering her, frantically ramming in and out of the daughter of love, molesting her bouncing tits with his large, hard grasp.
Those soft lips, full and pretty, wrapped around his cock, bobbing that beyond beautiful face vertically.
Percy wanted to curse himself for having these thoughts about anyone that wasn't Annabeth, but it felt so good, feeling his member stir, and the images of pure bliss. So right, yet so wrong.
Trying to ignore the vivid images inside of his mind, Percy walked up to the love goddess and her daughter.
"You two look stunning." He greeted with a smile that was slightly more seducing than he had tried for, instead of the friendly greeting back, he was met with two flustered faces.
"Thank you." Aphrodite gave him a friendly smile, warm, making him question if he had taken her the wrong way after a few poor impressions.
He gazed shifted to Piper, who was looking into his eyes deeply, biting her lip softly.
Aphrodite saw the look in their eyes, quickly finding an excuse to go dance with a random demigod, the poor boy... the young teen looked like he was going to burst on the spot when the flawless goddess asked him to dance.
"Where's Jason?" Percy asked, not moving his eyes from hers as she did the same.
"Zeus or Jupiter, I can't tell anymore, pulled him away to discuss his 'grand' future."
Percy laughed, but couldn't tear his eyes away from her ever changing pair. "My father tried the same exact thing, but I wasn't going to let him spoil my night tonight."
Piper raised an eyebrow, as much as she wanted to look away, she couldn't. "Your night?"
"My night just means fun, lots of fun." He replied.
Something about the way he said it, it made Piper notice the massively thick layer of sexual tension between them in the moment. He was tall, taller than probably anyone in the room, she could almost feel his gaze on her body when he finally managed to pull away from her eyes.
Her chest wasn't incredibly exposed, but from his angle, she caught him staring directly at her cleavage. When she looked at him questioningly, with a blush on her face, he merely played it off with an innocent smile.
That bastard.
He just had to stare at her with all the lust that she needed, the hungry look that she just knew could, and would devour her eventually. Then, he played it off with an innocent smile, like he never thought of slamming her against the wall, roughly thrusting his hips against hers.
"I could go for some... fun." Piper let out a small seductive sigh, making the inferno within the both of them rise.
Percy held out his hand, and she took it.
So wrong, but so right, an electric current flowing through the both of them as it took everything to hold back.
Suddenly, the two appeared in a loud setting, Piper quickly realizing it was a mortal club.
Without worry of her friends, family or... boyfriend, regrettably having to see anything, Piper immediately stepped into Percy's embrace, making sure her massive chest was pushed tightly against his abs.
"This is so wrong..." Piper breathed into his ear, standing on her tippy toes while her arms around his neck pulled him down to her height.
Percy's hot breath pressed against her neck, his lips grazing the smooth chocolate skin softly, yet she could almost feel the hunger for herself.
"But so right." She finished her own sentence, turning around, her hips starting to grind against his manly body.
She bit back a bright smile the moment she heard him groan, feeling her voluptuous ass shaking against his growing manhood, stuck in the confines of his jeans.
Percy apparently didn't like the feeling of her being in control, quickly pressing his pelvis against her ass before snaking his around the front of her waist so she couldn't move. Pressed as close as possible to him, Piper let out a submissive whimper as people danced with each other, grinding all around them. They didn't look out of place at all, fitting in with all the hungry, horny adults, though their lust, their need for hot, devouring love was unimaginable to the mortals around them.
Feeling up her body, Piper continued to hold back a gasp, possibly even a moan as his hands explored what they shouldn't have been.
His hands felt... too good. She wished it was horrible, she hoped to the gods that he'd be horrible so she could finally resist him, but no, no he was far greater than anything she could've imagined.
The mere presence of his hands roaming her body, made her heat up like a forest fire, feeling all too sensitive to his touch.
"Let's go back to your cabin." She breathed heavily into his ear.
Within an instant, they appeared in the Poseidon cabin.
Before she had time to react, Piper felt herself pushed up and slammed against the wall. His strong biceps contracted as the air was knocked out of her, soon replaced by his tongue. His lips proved to be as delicious as they looked, even more so when his tongue somehow found its way deep into her throat.
Piper bucked her hips against him, dry humping him as he pressed her even tighter against the wall of his cabin, trying to make her climax with a mere kiss.
The daughter of love was astounded, beyond shocked at how good he could make her feel with his lips, like he was born to bring pleasure.
Swinging her long, smooth legs around his torso, Piper continued to move her hips against him, even when his soft lips decided to bite into her neck. She felt the slightest bit of pain, thought it only served to make her increasingly delusional, because pleasure like this didn't exist.
She had decided while on the Argo II to grow her hair out a little longer, falling down to just past her shoulders, Piper had fixed them into two braids, which made him grin hungrily.
"Look at these big fucking tits." He growled, his deep tone only served to make her dampen as he pushed down her dress until her breasts were revealed in all of their concealed glory.
Pressed against the wall, only held up by her legs around his torso, Piper moaned as his skillful hands ripped off her bra before cupping both of her chocolate treats roughly.
"I bet you wanted me to touch you like this, those last few mornings on the Argo Il, I couldn't help but notice you refused to wear a bra until after breakfast."
"Were you trying to give me problems with my morning wood? Is that it? Did you want my big, thick cock, Piper?" He taunted, every word sending a pulse of arousal through her body.
"O-Oh gods, m-maybe..." In truth, she had done it to gauge his reaction, truly sinful seeing as her boyfriend had been next to her the entire time, but she thought little of it, because it would end up being nothing.
Now, the opposite of her expectations as Percy licked her sensitive nipples, like he was preparing for a meal. Pinching them roughly, Piper squeaked out in pleasure and pain. She might've been a slight masochist...
"So sexy, Pipes. So delicious." He whispered before biting down softly on her nipple, causing Piper's hips to buck quickly against his, her dampening pleasure becoming increasingly hard to resist. She just wanted to pull down his pants and bend over for his thick cock, but at the same time his mouth felt so good around her chest she just couldn't choose.
Instead of picking her poison, it was picking her heaven, though in this case heaven was a guy, his name was Perseus, and she was left a spluttering mess, melting into him as she slowly became his toy to play with.
After messing around with her chest a little longer, Percy finally broke away from the wall, his hands attaching to her thick thighs before throwing her onto his bed.
He grinned sinfully, watching her large tits jiggle around as she hit the soft white sheets.
Pulling off her dress, Piper sat up before clawing at his neck, pulling him down into a kiss that ended up with his hands on either side of her head, his body hovering over hers.
"Shirt. Now." She demanded. Percy obliged, he loved when Annabeth got feisty as Piper did now, it felt so much better to make them submit in the end. He would pound her till there were nothing but submissive moans coming from her pretty mouth, and then pat her on the back, as if to say "good try".
Removing his shirt in record time, Piper felt her core burn even brighter as she took in his sculpted abs, the lean, yet very muscular build she had come to appreciate over any other kind, the type that made you scream "YES!" Into the sheets as it dominated you from behind.
"Percy..." She gasped, feeling his tongue lick the bottom of her cleavage before his lips started to travel down her athletic, toned body with small bursts of electric kisses.
Piper squirmed, feeling the shock that went through her every time his lips came closer and closer to her wetlands.
Percy took a moment to admire the daughter of love's body. It seemed like almost all of the fat she had, went to her tits and ass, making her look the part of a true goddess among goddesses.
As soon as he arrived at the last piece of clothing she had on, Percy slid her panties off quickly.
Taunting her, he blew his hot breath onto her cunt's puffy lower lips, refusing to satisfy her until she begged for it. Attempting to buck her hips into his face, Piper whimpered when his arms forced her thick thighs to stay grounded against the bed.
"Please, Percy please." She moaned as his tongue barely grazed her sopping cunt.
"Suck on my finger." He told her, bringing his hand to her mouth. Eagerly, Piper took his hand with both of hers, before starting to suck on his fingers as if they were his cock.
"Good girl. Gods, you're hot." He grinned, finally lowering his mouth onto her fat lips.
His tongue spread out across her lower lips, covering as much surface area as he could before he flicked his tongue upwards, sending a jolt through Piper.
Licking some more, sucking on her sensitive folds before kissing her cunt, Piper truly had no idea what he was going to do next, his actions, his ministrations becoming unpredictable.
Within just thirty seconds, Piper felt her climax approaching. "O-O-Oh my god, P-Percy I-I-" She was cut off when Percy shoved two fingers back into her mouth. As he dove his tongue as deep as possible into her cunt, frantically moving it around as he ate her out, Piper screamed.
Screaming around his fingers, she bucked her hips involuntarily, squeezing his face with her thighs as she came all over his face, squirting her juices into mostly his mouth. Digging into his biceps with her nails, trying to stay on Earth as his mouth lifted her up to heaven.
"You taste amazing, Pip." She sort of liked the new nickname, though the only thing she could think of, was how he dove back into her cunt as soon as he spoke, eating her out through her orgasm.
Eliciting another scream, Piper rode out her orgasm by humping his face until she collapsed onto the bed.
"How was it?" He asked while grinning like an asshole. Piper wanted to punch him, and then kiss him. "S-So good..." She managed, frustrated that her body would not physically allow her to lie.
As Piper recovered from her orgasmic state, her eyes refocused, gazing over his perfectly tanned skin, his strong muscles and irresistible looks.
Shuffling around on the bed, she found herself fumbling with the button on his jeans, ripping it apart as she zipped down his fly. Grabbing hold off his jeans, Piper eagerly ripped them down to his feet before pausing.
By the gods, he was massive! The bulge coming from his boxers just didn't seem real...
Licking her lips, Piper felt the raging inferno inside of her only heighten, quickly pulling down his underwear, letting the beast loose. Piper felt it before she saw it, a resounding smack ringing out as the massive cock swung loose, crashing into her face.
Being right next to his manhood, Piper made the fatal mistake of inhaling. "Fuck." She moaned, the smell was so... manly, so dominant and sweet. This was all too good to be true.
Percy didn't even have to speak, watching with a victorious smirk on his face as Piper grabbed hold of his girth, needing both of her hands to fully wrap around his beast before she started to jerk him slowly, and sensually. The daughter of love felt the odd need to love him, not just to fuck him to please her lust, but as if she would only be truly satisfied after she loved him.
Sitting up on the bed as she jerked him slowly, she leaned up to his face, kissing him passionately, letting her emotions run rampant as her soft hands continued to pleasure him slowly below.
She wanted to play with his dark locks, his soft, silky, messy hair while she kissed him so furiously, but it was hard, hard to detach herself from his beautiful cock, and the small groans he made as she jerked him off.
"You're so big..." Piper whispered into his ear, "It's so thick, and I'm so tight, how willl ever fit this inside of my wet little pussy?" Piper teased him, feeling his member throb powerfully as she spilled vivid images into his mind.
Pressing her lithe, flawless body to his, they felt like they were on fire, the meeting of their skin drove each other crazy, feeling a burning shock run through their veins each time. Percy loved Piper's lips, the pretty little thing couldn't help but fall in love with his, kissing him until she couldn't breathe anymore.
He loved how she tried to tease him, pouring images into his mind, only trying to push him towards taking her sooner, but no, he would make her work for his love.
As Piper broke contact with his face, she suddenly felt herself forced down onto the bed until she was level with his cock. Jason would never manhandle her like this in fright of going too far, but Percy wasn't Jason. No Percy knew exactly how far he could go without truly hurting her, and she was loving the rough contact.
Staring directly as his massive cock, she didn't have to wonder long how it would taste because she engulfed it as soon as she could. Piper didn't know exactly how to describe the taste, but all she knew was that his pre cum, just his throbbing cock in general should not have been that addicting to lick, to swirl her tongue around, it shouldn't have felt so good to bury his cock into her throat, but it did, she felt amazing.
Percy groaned at the sight in front of him, watching the beautiful demigoddess force more of his cock into her tight mouth, down her throat, sucking and swirling as much as she could. Her full lips, pretty and pink, encircled his length. She looked up at him with one of the hottest, most desperate looks he had ever seen.
"Fuck Piper, you're amazing with that pretty mouth of yours, you know that?"
With extra encouragement, Piper continued to slobber and choke all over his cock. When he pulled her off of his cock, ready to fuck her for real, Piper reached forward to grab his hips, burying herself back down onto him.
He grinned, pulling her off as she tried to engulf him yet again, this time he held her off.
"Trust me, your tight lips are amazing, but I want something else, something... better." Percy told her, flipping her onto her back.
Grabbing her hips, spreading her legs, Percy let his massive cock lie against her toned stomach, making her shiver in excitement at the thought of something that big, that heavy making a complete and utter mess of her well tightened insides.
"Put it in me." Piper growled, trying to earn back some control by grabbing his cock head, jerking it a few times before placing him at her most sacred entrance.
"I don't think you understand," Percy began, reaching down to squeeze her tits roughly, making the Cherokee demigoddess whimper. "Who's in control here." He told her, looking down on her smaller body, all of his dark fantasies coming back to life.
Pushing up with impressive strength, Piper spun him around before making him sit down on the bed, taking a seat in his lap.
"Why don't you..." She ground her hips against his long, thick pole. "Show me," flipping her hair to one side, she placed her soft hands on his chest, shaking her hips back and forth rhythmically atop his lap. "Who's really in control."
Gods, she was really driving him crazy, her movements expertly executed.
Pulling her close, Piper yelped as Percy's strong hands traveled down her back. Suddenly, she felt his mighty grasp on her ass, squeezing and molesting her large, bubbly ass, the chocolate flesh showing signs of his hand marks.
Moaning as she dropped her head onto his shoulder, Piper managed to get two words out through her heavy breathing.
"Spank me." She moaned into his ear.
Wow. This lewd demigoddess was really going to be the death of him.
"Fucking horny bitch." Percy growled, raising his hand until it came down, crushing her mounds of flesh, the slaps started to echo throughout the cabin as Piper cried out in ecstasy. The pain only made the pleasure better.
"K-Keep going!" She yelled, feeling her core burning for his abuse.
Percy couldn't believe the sight in front of him, the confident, yet quiet daughter of love, begging him to spank her roughly, place his imprint on her while she had a boyfriend. It made his cock throb with uncontrollable urges.
Just a few more loud spanks echoed through the cabin before Piper was on the edge of another mind numbing orgasm. Percy raised his hand, before realizing this.
Instead of spanking her, he lined up his massive cock at the entrance of her fat folds, her sensitive flaps.
Rubbing it back and forth, Piper writhed around on his lap, feeling the grazing pulse of her impending orgasm. "I-It won't fit!" She pleaded, feeling his cock slowly start to enter her.
Percy was stopped after his tip pushed in.
"Aphrodite really is a good person, she makes such beautiful daughters, with tight enough pussies to take even the smallest demigod cock. You and your sisters are meant to breed Piper, fortunately you are mine. You will take my cock and only my cock, love me, and only me."
"B-But it won't fit!" Piper argued as Percy pushed her ass downwards, trying to force her super tight cunt onto more of him. He heard her whimper submissively as he managed another inch inside.
Forcing another few inches in, he got about half way when Piper looked down. "Oh fuck..." She murmured, realizing he was only half way in. "So fucking full, I'm so full."
"This is going to hurt Pip, but you're going to love it."
Piper looked into his eyes. They seemed, darker than before, but there was something about this darkness that looked unimaginably perfect.
The Percy before wouldn't have done this if it would've hurt her, but she kind of liked the idea that he could take a risk, knowing she'd be fine in the end, greater than fine in fact.
Giving him a smile, the smile was quickly turned into a scream of pain as Percy used his immense strength to fully slam Piper down onto his cock, her entire body shook with pain, sitting on his lap, Piper thought he was in her stomach. Which he probably was.
Without hesitating, Percy lifted her up, before ripping her back down onto his dick.
"It hurts!" She gasped, feeling his cock tearing through her tightness.
He didn't relent, slamming into her time after time, and after a minute or two, Piper finally adjusted.
"Mmm fuck! You feel so fucking big! Fuck me Percy! Mess me up!" Piper rode his cock, bouncing her bubbly, fat ass across his length as it buried itself inside of her time and time again.
"Already doing that princess, take a look at yourself." He grinned, picking up Piper as he walked over to the large bathroom mirror.
Piper watched as she clawed desperately against his back, her ass in the air, the only thing keeping her up was his frantic, powerful thrusts deep into her tight cunt.
Her chocolate body in all of its hourglass, flawless glory, was being properly ruined, her massive tits flying against his muscular chest as she couldn't stop bouncing on his cock.
"Someone's loving this." Percy groaned, feeling her tighten even more around him as he spoke.
"I-I-I can't! It's too much! It feels too good!" Piper cried, looking down to see an outline of his cock against her stomach, realizing how deep he had really gone.
The daughter of love had squirted across his cock multiple times already, every few thrusts basically slammed against her g spot with his banana shaped cock, really ramming her into a new dimension, her euphoric levels off the charts.
Placing her on the bathroom countertop, Piper felt the cool marble below her before the feeling was numbed by his cock driving her into the wall.
Digging her nails into his back, her legs spread as wide as can be as she lay across the countertop, Percy grunted, continuing to slam the demigoddess over and over again. Her back continued to stay arched, never resting as his cock practically drove her insane with how many times it was making her cum.
Every few thrusts would be enough to force her into a numb state of pleasure where everything in the world was perfect.
"Percyyy!" Piper chanted, she moaned his name as he had now flipped her, bending her over against the bathroom countertop.
The daughter of love felt her chocolate chest, her ample breasts burn with the coldness of the marble, though that was instantly replaced by the feeling of his cock reaching even deeper inside, his length rupturing her sacred hole and Piper wanted this, she wanted this every night, every morning, for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
"You like that? You like the sound of your sopping cunt getting slammed by my cock?" Percy whispered harshly into her ear, making the daughter of Aphrodite groan. "Yes."
His cock was like a massive flamethrower, hard as arock, a hot rod invading her tight insides, two places of equal burning heat colliding with each other to create unbearable pleasure.
Picking up the lithe body of the demigoddess, Percy entered back into his room before placing the both of them onto his bed, and under the sheets.
Piper managed to gain enough control within her body to lay against his chest, kissing him affectionately while he continued to use his hands, groping her bubbly ass, forcing it to bounce on his big cock.
The worst, and yet best part about this entire night, was that she was starting to really develop feelings for the son of Poseidon. It was wrong, and against any of her morals, but it felt so right. It felt like an itch she would've never been able to scratch, but as she felt emotions of his own, emotions that were for her... the itch had been scratched, and she wanted him to keep scratching it.
"Y-You're so damn tight!" Percy groaned, continuing to assert his dominance as Piper felt her body go numb with pleasure for the hundredth time that night.
Feeling his huge manhood start to throb, throb like it needed to hose her down with his seed, Piper put everything into clamping her muscles around his cock.
Percy almost exploded instantly when he felt her cunt tighten even further. "Piper, I-I'm going to cum!" He yelled.
Piper had already come probably too much, the bed, the bathroom, it was all soaked in her juices, having came hard probably twenty times in each position. The only thing left was receiving his cum.
"Deep inside Percy!" Piper screamed, feeling his cock slam into her faster than before, with more need to explode.
Looking down, resting her forehead against his, Piper kissed him passionately. "Breed me, fucking drive me crazy, I want your big cock to explode so deep inside of me!"
"Fuck!" Percy couldn't control himself anymore, her words were too lewd for him to hold back.
With one last powerful thrust, both parties screamed out as Percy let his seed explode within her following a roar.
Piper felt like someone had stuck a hose up her cunt, spraying the son of Poseidon's hot, creamy cum deep inside of her walls, causing her body to shake with yet another perfect orgasm.
Percy lay back in the bed, watching as the beyond beautiful girl atop of him, reached down to her gushing pussy before coming back with some of his cum on her fingers.
He watched as she shoved said fingers inside her pretty little mouth, sucking on them for all it was worth.
"Gods." She moaned. "You taste amazing."
Falling back onto his chest, Piper felt her body buzzing with satisfaction, burning with his hot, creamy seed.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a soft kiss on her forehead.
"Goodnight Piper."
As she felt the darkness of sleep overtaking her, Piper managed to make him laugh one last time. "Night stud."
As Percy's eyes fluttered open, he looked down to see a head of soft brown hair sprawled across his chest.
Remembering the previous night, his eyes widened in shock. Blinded by animalistic, dark lust he had slept with his girlfriend's best friend.
"No. No. No." He mumbled to himself, the guilty swelling inside of him.
Careful not to wake the sleeping beauty, he slid under her nude body until he was able to put on a pair of shorts and walk onto the back deck of his cabin overlooking the water.
Sitting at the end of the dock, with his hands trembling, Percy remembered a single quote.
Norman Cousins once said,
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live...
"I-I'm losing myself..." Percy let a tear fall, his head in his hands, his hands shaking as his body trembled with fear, fear that he had truly betrayed the love, the love that Annabeth had handed to him on a silver platter.
His fear was unquestionable and the amount of it was overwhelming.
What was a man supposed to do, when he becomes his own worst enemy?
When he's the one dying inside because he wanted to live...
"What have I done..."