Awake

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Omega POV/

I'm stuck in smelly jail. That's right, a jail. I'm wearing my Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, and my hands are swollen and bruised. The Earthborn guard my door, occasionally sneaking glances at me.

"Perseus Jackson."

I look up to see Her Evil Majesty with a crooked smile plastered on her face. I growl, but my throat hurts too much.

"Don't worry, this won't take too long," she smirks and waves her hand.

A long whip appears, touching the ground. I try to scream, but no sound comes out.  She raises her arm, preparing to strike.

She let's go, and the pain makes my vision go red. She raises again, and End appears at her side, a smug grin on his face.

"So I see you found him," he says casually. "Well, carry on."

Gaia smiles. "Prepare to endure endless pain, Son of Chaos."

Nico POV/

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