#the invereted world

[unknownunseenunheard]

Spoilers for any PJO??

(From ‘The Inverted World’)

“Percy,” Jason said, eyes imploring. They’d made it, all the way here. All the way to Olympus. They’d fought their way up, and now...

All that stood before them, and Saturn... Was Percy.

The son of the sea god growled at them, Riptide already drawn.

“Jason,” Percy greeted. “I should have killed you, back in Camp Jupiter. Stupid me, I decided to play with my food instead of just gutting you like you desevered.”

Jason hid a flinch, and he tried desperately to not let the words get to him, but it was hard. This was a Percy, but not his Percy. Not their Percy.

The Percy of this twisted world, where Kronos had won and Percy, idiotic self sacrificing Percy, had given himself in exchange to the Titan Lord to spare his family and friends.

Percy Jackson... The hero who’s greatest flaw was his loyalty, sworn to the service of a mad Titan, with broken tired eyes of a man who’d killed far too many.

Behind Jason, Rachel stepped forward, past Reyna. It was just the three of them. The three of them, like it had been at the start. The world had flipped on its axis, and only Jason, Reyna, and Rachel had remembered what it had been like before.

Why? They still hadn’t figured that one out...

“Percy,” Rachel began. “You can still walk away. The last Olympians are fighting Kronos as we speak. You don’t kno-“

Percy interrupted her with a laugh. A hard, brittle laugh that slowly morphed into hysterics as he tossed his head back, wild tears falling from his eyes. Jason felt dread begin to pool in his gut, just like it had when he’d first woken up, only to see Percy, of all people, trying to raze down Camp Jupiter.

“Don’t know? I don’t know? I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO KNEW!!” Percy bellowed. Jason blinked. What? “I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO REMEMBERED! DO YOU KNOW HOW HORRIFYING IT WAS, TO WAKE UP TO CAMP HALF BLOOD OVER RUN? We lost, do you get that? We won, we beat Gaia, AND THEN WE LOST!! I WAS BACK AT THE LABYRINTH! I WAS BACK THERE, I WAS THERE AND YOU, NONE OF YOU- NONE OF YOU WERE THERE! NONE OF YOU REMEMBERED!”

Wha- no. No, no, no, no.

Percy had... All this time? No, just, no- that was... NO.

Percy’s breaths came out in wild pants.

“Only I remembered,” Percy hissed, “and I’ve been stuck in this hell while the rest of you slept through it... Well, guess what, Oracle, you’re here to help? Too little, too late.”

Then, Percy did the one thing Jason never would have expected. He raised his free hand, and squeezed.

Jason let the wind around him bind, hard. He’d been on the recieveing end of Percy’s ability to blood bend already. He didn’t need a second go at it. He felt Reyna, drawing from his strength to defend herself.

Behind him, Rachel gasped.

Jason froze.

Head swerving back, Jason and Reyna both watched in shocked horror as the Oracle fell to her knees, gripping at her chest as blood fell from her lips.

Jason hadn’t been the target. Reyna hadn’t been the target. Percy had... Percy was... Attacking Rachel?

“This world is hell,” Percy’s voice cracked, “And I’m granting you mercy, by killing you all quickly. Be grateful.”

If Percy said anything else, Jason didn’t hear. Everything was drowned out in the roar pushing though his own ears as he turned around and screamed, charging at Percy with all he had, wind and lighting and storm clouds beginning to swirl around him as he attacked.