Son of Poseidon (PercyJackson x Batfam)

Hellhole

I was going to get murdered, they were going to be so mad. One moment I was watching UP with Wally, Tim, Jason, Damian, and Dick, and the next I woke up on their couch.

Immediately I rushed out the door, I had to get home. If you could even call it home.

I finally got there, breathing heavily, and tried to sneak in.

"Well, Lydia, look what the cat dragged in. It's our little Perseus and he's LATE." The last word Jack roared, the stench of alcohol coming from his breath.

He raised his bottle, smashing it over my head, letting the pieces cut me deep. I could feel the red-hot blood rush down my face, my anger boiling up inside of me.

"Percy?" Little Cecilia cried out to me, earning a slap from Lydia.

"Come to save your hero, little girl?" Jack slurred.

"Sweetheart, go back to your room," I pleaded for her to leave, but she was dragged into the living room by her hair.

Lydia was so dead for hurting my little angel. I wanted to protect her and to lash out at our abusers, but I couldn't. They would hurt her if I did anything.

"Come get me, leave her alone!"

"Aw, little Perseus is trying to be the hero again." Lydia cooed.

Jack yanked me by my own hair, slugging me in the jaw, hitting me with another bottle. 

He flicked out his knife, inching closer to me, "I think we'll teach you a lesson. You've been way too tardy, young man, so I think I'll cut you a little. See how you like defying us again."

The blade cut into my shoulder, and I stifled a scream, "Go to Tartarus." I hissed.

Lydia threw Cecilia to the floor and joined in on the fun, twisting the knife that still lay sheathed in my body. This time, I couldn't hold the scream in, and it slipped from my mouth, causing Lydia and Jack to cackle. 

"Now we're getting somewhere. Don't you think so, Jack? I think I like to see you scream, let's make you do it again."

This time, Jack took out a gun, aiming it at Cecilia. 

She backed into the corner, terrified, looking at me through her tears, "Percy."

Her scared whisper made something snap inside of me, I couldn't take it anymore. I jumped forward, hitting Jack square in the nose, grimly smiling at the satisfying crunch of his bones, the squirt of blood.

He screamed in agony, shooting me in the knee. I collapsed, my breath becoming irregular. I couldn't go into shock, I couldn't leave the littles alone, I had to stand up.

Cecilia rushed to my side, sobbing into my chest, "Percy are you okay?"

"I'm fine, 'Cilia, I'm fine." I managed to whisper.

Lydia growled, snatching the gun from the floor, "You'll pay, you little brat, you'll pay with your life."

Cecilia screamed, and I pulled myself in front of her, as the front door slammed open. Jason, Tim, Damian, and Dick. They were here. 

They were going to get themselves killed, but then a blur, clad in red and yellow, rushed into the room taking out Jack, who grabbed my little Cecilia.

I heard a shout and felt my chest flare, I had been shot. At least it wasn't Cecilia, I thought, my vision swimming. I felt my knees sink out from beneath me, and someone calling to me. 

Was it Wally? No, it was the superhero. But it was Wally's voice, wasn't it?

"Percy, stay with my buddy. We need you to stay with us."

I could hear Cecilia sobbing in the background. Was she hurt? Was she going to be ok? What about the other littles? My littles, they were the last thing I thought about before passing out.

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Good afternoon my fellow demigods, and dear mortals!

I know this is more of a violent chapter, but it needed to happen. I feel that Percy would definitely put himself in front of his little, standing between them and the danger. He's so protective and I'm falling to pieces over it.😭

           -EthanVenlivrenVari, Cabin #3, Child of Poseidon🌊🔱