» Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Rated: T, English, Adventure & Humor, [Leo V., OC], Words: 362, Favs: 1, Follows: 2, Published: 4/10/2014
I had been here for thirteen years and today was probably the wildest of them yet, most definitely scariest. I remember the day I was banished to this place, being the one I regret the most. But I had no control over the situation, and only my father would believe me. Even Chiron wouldn't listen to my pleas, the man i thought of as a father just turns his back on me for some petty son of Ares. But today seemed to be different when Kronos didn't come to beat the crap out of me. In fact it was completely silent. I felt my skin burn and I burst into flames effectively melting off the chains. I felt just above my right eye and traced my most prominent scar to the bottom of my jaw. I stood up and a wave of fatigue rushed over me, causing me to stumble. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my trusty sword Αιωνιότητα, meaning eternity. My hair was a nest of rats and my eyes looked deranged, their gold color pulsating light. I somehow found myself at the doors of Orpheus, sealed into the dark cave. "They're gonna clean up your looks With all the lies in the books To make a citizen out of you Because they sleep with a gun And keep an eye on you, son So they can watch all the things you do Because the drugs never work They're gonna give you a smirk 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean They're gonna rip up your heads, Your aspirations to shreds Another cog in the murder machine They said all teenagers scare the living crap out of me They could care less as long as someone'll bleed So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me." I sang out. The rocks moved and I was free. I crawled out of the hole onto the turf of central park and smirked. "All hail, Nikoli Panic, Daughter of chaos." I sneered at the sky. Thunder rolled above. "Let's move." I whispered to my self before starting to walk down the sidewalk.