no one even thought about it. you? the mastermind behind all this madness?

percy dropped to his knees as you sat on your throne of skulls, looking up at your stupid devilish smirk which always used to get him. his best friend, his partner in crime, was the key to all this?

"are you happy," he muttered, looking down. luke was just a pawn in your game of chess. he was used as a spy for the group. hot tears ran down his cheeks of betrayal.

"i said, are you happy?!" percy yelled, looking up at you with those glossy eyes that used to break you. but now, you were just a cruel, heartless version.