Percy POV

I pull the trigger again even though he is already dead. I can't stop thinking about what happend to Will. His death and the Prophecy ring in my ears as I fire another bullet into Vernon Dursley's (A/N I couldn't resist!) lifeless corpse. I don't remeber what exactly the guy had done, something about a Potter who was hairy.

Anyway I here I am in Little Whinging it's somewhere in England. I pull the trigger again as I think about Wills funeral yesterday. It just haunting me... I fire again only to sigh in frustration that I am out of bullets I put the gun down. And check to be sure I left nothing knowing Dursely's wife would be home soon. I shake my head and then flash myself to Olympus.

I walk to the throne room and find the Olympians, Hades, Hestia, The Fates, Chiron, and my friends sit waiting. I walk over and create couch for friends then one myself. The Fates stare at me.

"Dursley is dead," I say calmly summoning a blue cherry coke. They nod and I notice as Annabeth eyes bore into me. I mentally wince as the other days events come back to me. I don't make eye contact and wait for know one to speak. When no one does I do.

"Well?" I ask impatiently looking at everyone in the room besides Apollo. Athena begins to speak but as soon as they do I hear nothing. Nothing at all. Just the white noise. Then I hear a loud buzzing. It gets louder and louder. I clamp my hands over my ears trying to shut it out. It just gets louder. I close my eyes.

"Stop it!" I yell at the noise but it gets louder and louder then there is complete silence.

Athena POV

"Perseus will be returning to Camp to be sure there are no more... incidents," I say choosing my words carefully. They nod slowly. I turn to Perseus about to speak when he clamps his hands over his ears.

"Stop it!" He yells gripping his head tight and closing his eyes. Everyone eyes are now on him. He then falls limp on the floor. Screams and gasps are heard everywhere, one is mine. Then Percy starts to shake. He shakes violently and the shock wears off Apollo rushes over and begins to tries to help. We all rush forward. I can see as beads of sweat appear on Apollos face.

"Make it stop!" Percy whispers as he shakes. He continues to shake and keeps muttering to himself. Tears rolling down his face. Apollo shakes his head and shrugs.

"I have n-no idea. I don't even know what is wrong...." He trails off. Poseidon heaves Percy into his lap and strokes his hair. Everyone is silent.

After a while Percy falls limp again.

"Did you do it?" Poseidon asks. Apollo shakes his head and we all continue stare at Percy with worry.

(A/N I thought about ending here but I'm not that mean)

Percy POV

When the noise stops I uncover my ears and open my eyes. I'm no longer in the throne room. I look around.

The room is all black. No windows, no doors just darkness.

"Hello Perseus," a calm voice says. I turn around Riptide in hand pointing at whom had spoke. It is a woman. I feel like I have seen her before though I don't know where. Then she looks like my mom. Annabeth. Mrs. Dodds. Piper. The list goes on before settling back on the first woman.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Mnemosyne. I am Memory," she answers. I open my mouth to speak again but she puts a finger to her lips and gestures next to her. I look and see Gabe?

He begins yelling though there is no sound. I see a younger me. Bleeding and trying to hide in a closet. He grabs the younger me by the hair and drags me out.

I look away knowing what happens next. I turn back to Mnemosyne to find she's gone. Instead where she stands the memory continues.

Gabe drags me back into the living room. He holds me up by my hair and punches me once.

I do a 360° but Mnemosyne is gone. The memory just plays wherever I look.

He grabs a better bottle and hits the younger me with it once.

I will it to stop but it keeps going.

He hits younger me with the bottle again. And again and again.

Make it stop!

Younger me is crying.

I can hear the cries in my head.

Stop! Stop!

He kicks me once. Twice.

I close my eyes and open them again to see a different memory. The Minatour when I was twelve. Holding the sky. The Labyrinth. The Styx. Kronos. Luke. Losing my memory. Tartarus. Tartarus. Tartarus. Gaea. And many more. One thing all the memories have in common. All the memories are some of my worst. Then there are memories of dead Campers. So many of them. Then I see Will's funeral.

I feel tears in my eyes and I beg for them to stop but they don't. They just keep coming over and over and over again.

Then nothing. I look up to see a familiar face. Nyx.

"Having fun Perseus?" She mocks. I only glare at her in return. She laughs. Mnemosyne appears next to her.

"Thank you for your help Mnemosyne," she says to Mnemosyne. Mnemosyne nods in return and Nyx turns back to me. "I shall see you soon young god. And becareful alone at Night. The sun spawn didn't know better." She says before disappearing. Leaving me alone with nothing but darkness.