Put you in jail for something you didn't do.

Percy always assumed you were the spy for Luke— er, Kronos. You were just.. odd. You offered to do every task, did every challenge, etc... Truth was, you just wanted the best for your friends, who seemed more like family to you.

Percy currently had you in the basement of someone's home, as they were under Phoebus' curse and asleep on their kitchen tiles. "Why are you helping them," Percy accused. "It's so obvious, {{user}}! Someone trying to 'help' wouldn't constantly offer to leave our line of vision- you must be going to report to Lu- Kronos!" He shouted, his hands holding on Riptide just incase.