"I'm so sorry, Apollo. You didn't have to defend me like that," Percy said painfully.
"It is ok, at least we'll be together," Apollo said, that's when he saw the arrow. "Oh my Hades, Percy, your abdomen."
Then Percy pulled out the arrow, "I'm fine. Let's find the Doors of Death. It's the only way out. You powers won't work here."
"Ugh, stupid father," Apollo gritted his teeth.
They began walking when they encountered Polybotes.
"Well, who do we have here?" Polybotes said.
"A god and a demigod, master will be so proud," he grinned menacingly.
Percy gritted his teeth and drew Riptide. He charged at the giant recklessly. With his wound, he cannot defeat it. The giant raised and slashed his own club at Percy. Then in came Apollo, only to be defeated really quickly. They were both chained and blind folded.
"Who do we have here?" A all too familiar voice said.
"Kronos," Percy muttered under his breath. He messed up, now, they will be tortured forever.
"Never have I ever thought it would be that easy to capture you, O great hero. And you, Apollo. Not my main point but still," Kronos sneered. He threw them both in a dungeon and said, "Have a good night, you'll need it tomorrow."
"I'm really sorry Apollo," Percy said, knowing they would be in pain for many years to come.
"It's ok. I hope we can get out soon," Apollo tried to be enthusiastic.
"No chance," Percy muttered, then they both went to sleep.
On Olympus, things were not going great. Hestia couldn't believe the hero would do such things. She locked herself in a room, occasionally letting out a power surge and breaking down.
Artemis was not any better, her twin had been captured. Even though he might be annoying, but she still loves him deep down. She refused to come out of her tent and Thalia had to convince her to come out and eat.
No one could persuade the two goddesses to come, both of the boys had affected them greatly. Meanwhile, the others tried to resume their daily work, but they couldn't help but regret what they have done. A pang of guilt went through their heart.
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Race of the arrows
FanfictionBetrayed, angered, tortured... these words are perfect to describe Percy Jackson. No one trusts him, why should they? The gods merely used him as a pawn. I do not own any characters, they belong to our beloved Mr Rick. Rick Riordan.
