The Demi-God of Vengeance(Discontinued)

Chapter 24

Pandora POV

"Luke!" I exclaimed. He turned around with wide eyes. I could've sworn he was standing right in front of me. The only reason I knew he wasn't was because I could only see the top half of him. "Pandora!" He grinned, his scar twisting weirdly. "Is that Annabeth too? Thank the gods, are you guys ok?" He asked. "We're...uh... fine." Annabeth stammered out. She was frantically trying to straighten out her dirty t-shirt and comb her hair with her fingers. Vengeance stayed out of Luke's line of vision and was chuckling darkly at Annabeth, who glared at him. "Where's Chiron?" I asked. "He's down at the cabins," Luke's smile faded. "We're having some problems here at camp, but you don't have anything to worry about. Is Vengeance there with you?" He asked.

"He's right here." I said looking to Vengeance, silently asking if he wanted to see Luke. He sighed and stepped up next to me so Luke could see him. "Hey, Vengeance!" "What issues are you having at camp?" Was the burning mans reply. "Ah, well the camp is being divided. They heard of Zeus and Poseidon's stand-off and since the gods are taking sides so are the demigods." Luke responded. Vengeance nodded, but I could hear him mumble something along the lines of 'idiots'. Just then a big Lincoln Continental pulled into the car wash with its blasting so loud it shook the ground. "What's that noise!" Luke yelled. "I'll handle it." Vengeance yelled back. "No I'll take care of it!" Annabeth was going to walk away, but a glare from Vengeance and she stood back. He walked away and we all watched.

Percy POV

I walked away from my quest mates and up to the guy that owned the Lincoln. He looked like your typical gym junkie. A muscle shirt that was a size too small showing of his arms, jogging pants and running shoes. He was standing outside of his car counting his money. I walked up and tapped his shoulder. He looked down at me.

"What?" He asked. "My....friends and I are taking an important phone call and we can't hear them because of your music, can you turn it down!" I yelled. He scoffed and continued counting his money. "Get lost kid." I sighed. "I really need you to turn down your music, please!" I said. 'Ugh since when do I say please?' I asked myself. "I said get lost kid, before I make you." He said. "Kill him." Zarathos said. 'What?' I asked. "Kill him." He replied slowly. His voice deep and gravely. 'Wha-why!?' I yelled. "He has no point to his life. He does not deserve the pleasures of life." He explained. 'That doesn't give me the right to kill him!' I yelled back. He let out a feral and demonic growl that showed his anger.

"You have become weak. The reason I stayed dormant for so long is because you were on the right path. You killed all those who were guilty and even those who simply annoyed you. Now look at you, can't even kill a simple mortal." He growled. 'I killed those who annoyed me because I was heartless with no care for humanity. I did what I did to survive, and I still kill those who are guilty.' I retorted. "Do you?! You have not taken Kelli and Nemean hunting in months. Once the world heard the the twin flaming skulls had fallen of the face of the earth crime had shot up. Women and little girls are being raped! People die day and night! Innocent blood is constantly spilled! And why!? Because a goddess who takes the form of a little girl that doesn't understand the true cruelty of the world convinced you not to?! You have become weak Perseus! Hestia has made you weak. Blinded you! What happened to you?!" He ranted. I closed my eyes. He was wrong. I haven't become weak, have I? I like my new life. I no longer have to steal, lie, cheat, or kill to survive. Had it really been that long since we've been hunting? I could've swore we went hunting a couple of weeks ago.

Suddenly a rush of pain flared through my skull. A searing white hot pain that burned my entire body. I recognized this pain. Years ago when I had first became the Spirit of Vengeance. Zarathos was taking over and there was nothing I could do.

Third POV

Surprisingly the conversation between Percy and Zarathos had only taken a couple of seconds. The man had just finished counting his money, not noticing the boy still there was going to walk away until he was grabbed. He looked down and saw that the boy had grabbed his arm tightly. His face twisted into a frown and he turned around. Percy had his head down and his hair covered his eyes.

"Didn't I tell you to get lost kid?" He received no answer. "Hey kid, answer me!" He yelled. Still no answer. Getting angry the guy grabbed Percy by his jacket. "Answer me!!" He screamed. This time though, he did get an answer. "Do me a favor." Percy said. His voice was different. Deep, gravely with a slight metallic ring. Like shaking chains. "Wha?" The man asked. Percy looked up but his face was starting to burn away, leaving nothing but a glaring, flaming skull.

"SCREAM!" He yelled. And scream he did. The man screamed in terror as he let go of the boy and scrambled to his car and tried getting in. Key word being 'tried'. A chain wrapped around his arm and he was yanked back. He landed on his stomach and Percy placed a flaming boot on his back causing the man to scream in pain. The skeleton laughed insanely as the man burned. The rider then picked the man up by his hair and had him kneel in front of him. He placed his palm on the mans forehead and burned away his soul, turning the man into dust.

Once that was done, he looked over and saw an employee of the car wash. He was an African American teenager with a low fade and brown eyes. The rider pointed to the kid and said, "Innocent." With that the kid promptly collapsed. Zarathos gave Percy control again and the boy's face and, luckily, glasses came back, but not before leaving a message. When Percy looked around, he saw the passed out kid and the human ashes. The music was still blasting in the mans car too. Giving an irritated sigh Percy ran to the car got in turned down the music and backed up. (Yes he knows how to drive.)

Pandora POV

Annabeth and I were waiting for Vengeance to come back when the Lincoln skeerked backwards and turned around, now facing the exit. The passenger door opened to reveal....Vengeance!?

"Get in and don't ask questions, NOW!!" He yelled. We ran to the car and I hopped into the passenger seat while Annabeth climbed into the back. We closed our doors and looked to our quest mate. "Hold on tight." With that said he sped out of the car wash and down the street.

Alrighty that's all for this chapter. Hop you guys enjoyed it. Until next time. See ya peoples!!👋🏾👋🏾