I struggled against my bonds as he glided slowly to where I was positioned on the cold hard metal table. He wore a smirk as he knew that there was no way I could get out of this. His eyes still held the same sadistic gleam from when I had saw him kill another. It still unnerved me.

Golden eyes.

They sparkled with callous nature, unblinking, a piercing gaze. Those eyes were worse than any glare Bats could conjure up, those eyes told you the story of your demise without speaking. Those eyes were evil, vulgar, sinister, and I held the brute of their gaze.

I struggled against my bonds harder. They were strapped against all my hands and feet, pinning them all to the side, and three circled against my collarbone, abdomen and head. There was no escape for this.

He was a foot away from me now, his features twisting into a viscous snarl more than a smirk. I could feel his breath, a warm stream of air as he leaned down, towering over my form that was frozen in fear.

Gold unblinking eyes.

I closed my eyes as he leaned in even further, trying to block out my fear. This would be it this is where it would end.

"You really are just like your father." He breathed and I tried my hardest to not let my eyes water. "Any last words?" He asked.

I tried to speak but my voice was muffled by a piece of tape over my mouth. The man above me took the edge of the tape and ripped it off as painfully as he could to reveal red split lips. I gasped for air and held a defiant gleam in my eyes, even if this was the end I would get the last word."

"Have you ever noticed how cliché you are?" I inquired putting a fake playful look on my features, ignoring the pain in my bruised jaw. I tried to have humor in my voice but the pain showed in my eyes. "Seriously 'any last words', everyone uses that. The only thing that would make this more cliché is if you were british."

The man growled under his breath and glared at me, I smirked back but it was wiped off my face as I saw the underline animalistic gleam. I pursed my lips and looked back down to the floor as he leaned down once more.

"Lets not forget who has who pinned to a table." I would have burst out laughing histaricly but it didn't seem like the moment so I settled for a smirk.

"I didn't know you swing that way, don't you think I'm a little underage though?" His glare was only made harsher, which I took pride in.

"I should have kept you muzzled." I rolled my eyes, he was stupid if he just thought of that know.

"Hey, I didn't know you were into that kind of stuff." His face remained furiously stoic and I sighed. "I swear like talking to a brick wall." I muttered with fake disappointment." Hey i just released something, you haven't done your evil monolog-"

I gasped in pain as the golden knife he held in his right hand plunged into my abdomen. My eyes went wide as he smirked sadistically, I choked on the air. My body racked with pain as he twisted the knife in my stomach.

"If your like your father, you can die like him as well." I gasped for breath, pain overtaking my senses.

This was the end.

---FLASHBACK---

"Do you even have a plan?" The 9 year old questioned, I just glared at him.

We were squaring 100 meters away from the facility that was an underground channel in Blüdhaven. We were far enough from the facility to where the sensors wouldn't detect us but to where I could manually tap into the camera feed.

In truth I didn't exactly have a plan per say, more like a goal.... What many people have life goals without a life plan why can't I have a goal of rescuing my friend from a psychopathic rich person?

Besides in not like I can't improvise, I improvise a lot. Which may be why I'm smirking, sometimes my improvisations are awesome.

"Leo" My voice rang out strongly, you could almost feel the smirk behind it. "Initiate Omega 547D" I stood up from where I was crouched behind a bush and extended my arms and legs.

"Affirmative sir." Then it began, black cloth started running up my legs and arms, molding to my form. It even went over my shoes, covering my converse. Soon the material covered my face, but it was see through and breathable. In conclusion I looked like a black blob, non reflective material making me hard to see in the night.

"You do realize that the facility that will have light." Luke interrupted my awesome costume sequence, I could almost hear my mental hero music coming to a halt. I glared at Luke again before taping the top of my still visible bronze ring. I vanished.

I watched with amusement as Luke mimicked a fish, opening and closing his mouth. I walked behind him without a sound, the material absorbed any impact.... well to an extent. I poked him on the shoulder and smirked as he twirled around trying to see me.

"This isn't funny Percy, we need to focus on the mission." He looked at me expectantly and I sighed, feeling a little guilty for letting myself get distracted. I pressed the ring again and became visible. "What is the plan?"

I thought for a second before pulling up a hologram of the security feeds on the side of my ring, oh how I love my ring. I knew Batman would make a stealthily attempt to retrieve her by hacking the security feeds and motion sensors. They would have succeeded in that plan I'd they accounted for the security guard presence.

"A distraction." I answered just as the facility showed crimson blaring light.
"The only entrances to the facility is the ground that retracts for a landing pad and a vent hidden in the ground. Since Bats and Rob obviously couldn't use the landing pad entrance they would hack the security systems and use the vents. But since that's the only entrance there is too many guards stationed there." Luke nodded in understanding.

"I thought you were going to use me as a distraction." I chuckled hysterically from my squatted position, that was my first idea.

"No your job is to help Nico make sure they get out without being captured." A look of confusion passed over his face and I forgot that he didn't know Nico yet, I mentally facepalmed.

"Nico meet Luke" I stated to the seemingly empty space behind me. Luke looked at me like I was crazy but the shadows darkened and the small Italian boy appeared out of them miffed. "Luke meet Nico"

"How did you know I was there?" Nico questioned still miffed. I smirked at him knowing that he wanted to show off.

"Where else would you be other than listening to the plan?" I retorted my smirk growing wider.

"Are you willing to travel us inside?" He looked to me and then to Luke before sighing and nodding. He grabbed both of our arms.

"Brace yourself." He warned Luke and shadows converged around us. They swirled around violently, ripping at my suit even though I wasn't supposed to feel it. Coldness seeped into my bones, a chill of unease. As we traveled through the shadows, they seemed to scream and call out in what seemed like a mixture between fury and despair like they wanted nothing more than to kill us.

I huddled closer to Nico, still not daring to open my eyes. The shadows still gave me a feeling of unease, an unsettlement in the base of my stomach like fear. It was different then fear though, it seemed more tamed in the direction of terror but made you feel like you were crawling out of your own skin.

The shadows ceased in their storm of darkness as we appeared inside the compound. The stark white walls and florescent lighting contrasted sharply against the previous shadowy realm. We seemed to be in the middle of the hall, long corridors stretching wide on both sides of us. They were lined with multiple door, bolted and reinforced with titanium by the looks of it.

Taking a moment to assess my surroundings, my eyes fell on my team. Luke was groaning and closing his eyes tight against the light, looking at but sick from the joy ride. Nico gazed at me, steely and serious with dark eyes glinting in the bright illuminated corridor, he knew what was at stake.

"Bring them back to the bike when you get out with them. If trouble strikes leave me here, we don't need more people caught, just get out as fast as you can." I ordered my seat green eyes swirling with taut ascendancy. The golden haired boy started to protest, but a glare shut him up. Nico just nodded without emotion, he knew the situation was grave enough to fall in these circumstances.

I nodded back to the boy once more and he began you run through the hall, not making any sound as he small feet hit the floor. I took one more glance at the boy before hitting the button on my ring once more, vanishing into the air.

I pulled up the scariest to the building, hacking the system for the location of her room. Red lights were still blaring all around, the sound that accompanied bounced off the walls like screams. I pushed the distracting thought out of my mind, the screams of the alarms pushed into the back of my consciousness.

I had too many memories with screams.

They were holding her in a room at sub-level 34, I was only on 15. There was an elevator that I could climb down, but who knew how many security measures they had? One way to find out. I sprinted quietly to the end of the hall, above the polished white walls hung a work of perfection for every stalker out there. An air vent.

For a secret base they had rudimentary programing on lower security access. Basic algorithms and codes broke through the bases firewalls like they was made of glass. Of course not many hackers knew the codes that I created, but not many hackers could look into government servers ethier.

So hacking the motion sensors was a piece of cake, as was fitting my small form onto the air vent. What was not easy was the amount of security on the room doors. When I peered down from the vent conveniently located near the room she was being held in, if I wasn't a calm person I might have defecated. The doors had biometric access, a key an lock deadbolt, and it was reinforced like every other door in this place.

I could get passed the deadbolt with ease, I learned how to pick a lock when I was 5. The biometrics however were not possible. My eyes furrowed in thought, not impossible to get into the doors, but with a little...help I knew a way.

I tapped furiously onto the hologram, hacking into one of the main operating systems. The doors couldn't be hacked from there, they each had there own server with interchanging codes, but the security systems were weak everywhere else.

After waiting in the vents fighting with the codes of security and disabling any other measures that could detect my presence I sent the alert. I swung down from the vent with practiced ease, landing softly on the ground.

The moment came for my entrance as a soldier glided stiffly through the hall. He was tense and alert, wearing a white uniform that matched the walls. He had a high tech gun pointed at the floor, ready to use no doubt, he was as tense as I was.

"The vicinity is clear." He spoke into his comm and I smirked. Yes it was clear, it was so clear that you were about to enter the room.

The guard confirmed my suspicions as he tilted his head to the side, listening for orders in his comm. He proceeded to place his hand onto the screen plastered to the left of the door and and it ran a scan of the biometrics before lighting up bright green.

The door swung wide open and I took the opportunity to let a victory smirk grace my invisible features. As soon as the door opened fully and the man glanced inside a slipped up to his side on the tops of my toes and pressed a finger to his temple. The man fell to the floor as a wave of dizziness overcame me, would never get used to that.

Peering into the now open door my eyes setting on what I had came for. I scrambled to her form on the metal table. She looked horrible, her face was pale, eyes sunken and hollow. She still wore her gray dress with black accents accompanied by a cloak but they were now crinkled by the many straps laying across her form. Her mask was taken off now, showing her sharp features and her long lashes and it was framed by her wild blond hair.

This was the first time i had saw her in person, but she was one of my only friends, like a sister. I didn't know what sleeping drug they had administered to her, but she was out cold, no longer screaming, struggling. I had to wake her up.

I found myself by her side, cutting the straps that held her down. My knife cut through them like butter, slicing the barriers that held her back. It showed red lines on her as they fell to the floor. There was no way I could carry her, she was 3 years older than me.

Hesitantly I reached a hand to her temple, touching her pale skin. Power coursed through my fingertips, energy, she had to wake up. I felt the nausea that came with using my powers but I ignored it, she had to wake up.

Her grey pierced through the room. Sparkling grey eyes, that shined with light. These stormy eyes also held fear, she was afraid, terrorized. I removed my finger from her temple as she bolted upright, no longer held back by the straps. Her eyes were wide, breath coming in pants, her features holding confusion.

I quickly made myself visible and attempted to calm her down but it was like she wasn't even seeing me. I was in front of her waving my hands in front of her face but it was like she was looking past me, as if I was still invisible.

"Annabeth."I called out putting a hand on her shoulder. "Annabeth can you hear me? Anny answer me." My voice was panicked, she wasn't answering. Her eyes seemed clouded, out of it, like she wasn't even there.

The the red lights of the inhibitor collar around her neck shown through her blond hair and I got an idea. I pulled out my holographic screen and input codes until the crimson light emitted from the piece of technology went dark.

She gasped for a breath as her eyes seemed to clear, eyes darting around frantically. Before I could even blink I was slammed into the table, the hard metal bruising my skin. My head swarmed as I was pinned down into the position, a blur of blond curls above me.

The girl who was like a sister to me, the girl who I tried so hard to save, was above me pinning me down with a ferocious gleam in her eyes. I tried to struggle out of her grasp but failed as she held her forearm to my neck. Those eyes held so much confusion, so much anger, a swirling grey storm.

"Where am I?" She questioned her voice harsh and filled to the brim with fury. I froze and tried to speak but nothing came out. Did she not remember me? So I stared up at her with wide innocent eyes as she panted heavily. She gripped my suit and pulled me off the table like I was a rag doll than slammed me back down with all her force. I felt my head bouncing off the table and I groaned in pain. "Answer me!" She nearly screamed.

"Y-you d-don't remember?" I stuttered out with fear and I felt her grip loosen. "Me and Luke-" She tensed and her grip tightened as she interrupted me.

"Don't play me, I've had enough of your games." She shouted and i swallowed my words as she gave me another forceful shake. "Tell me!" She spat, venom dripping from her words.

"Were trying to rescue you." I gazed into her stormy eyes with terror. What did they do to her?

"Stop playing with me and tell me the truth you low lying Titan." She shouted and gripped me painfully. I had no idea of what to do, I couldn't hurt her, I physically didnt have the capacity to do so.

"What do you mean? Titan? Its me Percy." I held my hopeful gaze into her swirling eyes. They seemed to glaze over for a moment, just staring at me intently in silence.

Her vision cleared after a moment of tense silence, silence filled with apprehension and the betrayed torment of my mind.

Her grip on me disappeared all together as her eyes seemed to clear. Her breath hitched softly and her eyes lost their storm but they took on another glint. Was that worry? She shuffled off my form eyes still trained onto my shocked expression, almost gaping at a loss for words.

"Don't trust him." She stated, her eyes hardening. She pronounced every word like it would be the thing that saved my life. Her tone was even an warning but it made me fall out of my frozen stupor.

She stood up and walked out of the door as if she was in a trance, head held high and her cape swirling as her feet. Finding my panting form on the table not at all useful I scrambled off and followed suit to her actions.

"What do you mean? Don't trust who?" I questioned frantically speeding out of the cell like room. She halted in the middle of the hallway and tucked her head to the left. She stood there for a moment, contemplating, before answering.

"Trust no one, nothing." She fully turned to me now her analyzing eyes boring into my mind. "The things you have learned are not the truth, the memory you have received are false. Do not trust the words of your friend, he is not who you think. It was all a plot a tra-" her speech was cut short as a slicing sound echoed off the corridors.

Annabeth looked down to a piece of golden metal protruding from her abdomen. Her eyes widened as she l gasped for breath and her gaze fell to me. She mouthed one last word before she fell limp to the white floor that was soon to be soaked with blood. RUN.

I backed away apprehensively as the man of my nightmares appeared in my view, pulling the golden sword out of her stomach. There was a viscous gleam in his golden eyes.

Golden eyes.

My slow retreat became a tad faster as my features contorted in fear. My heartbeat thundered in my ears making my chest constricted with perturbation.

I was so focused on his eyes, the golden eyes that shown through you, I lost view of the world. He smirked, pearly white teeth sparkling, because he knew the fear in felt, the fear he caused. His features showed me a madman behind those eyes, demented, insane, deranged. His expression held that of a lunatic as he smirked, my breath hitched.

Then there was sting in the base of my neck, a sudden prick. I tensed and and my neck locked up in pain, I couldn't process anything that was happening, every thing was going the fast.

The golden eyes.

My head swarmed and throbbed painfully as I swooned, black spots began dancing in my vison. I hit the ground painfully only moments later, losing my balance and my bones feeling like over cooked evil pasta. I couldn't find myself to care though, all that was on my mind was those eyes.

Golden eyes.

My vision went dark.

---FLASHBACK OVER---

I was rarely confused. I mean compared to a lot of other people I knew squat, I was young and ignorant. This though, this was real parlous confusion. I couldn't rap my mind around it, anything, though it was clouded with a sharp pain in my abdomen. 

My eyes weren't even open, but I knew where I was. It only added to the confusion of what happened. How did I get here? I was vaguely aware of the constant beeping at my side but I had blocked it out in favor of not going insane. Everything was so jumbled, confusing, backwards, complex. All I could really do was keep inhaling and exhaling shallow breaths.

I could remember everything, I always did, perfectly, but I couldn't physically comprehend it. I wanted so bad just to scream and yell into room like I was insane so I could clear my mind. I couldn't breath everything was so clouded, so close, so jumbled.

For the first time in while my eyes opened. Tears stained the edges and shivers of urge to just full out sob coursed through me. I couldn't think, I was so confused like I was in the murky depths of the ocean and I was trying so hard the swim up to the surface but something was dragging  me back down to the deep abyss. I struggled to swim back up but I couldn't get free of the tide pulling me down. I felt it's chilled water, the inky blackness of memory.

Drowning.

I was drowning in my thoughts.

The tears in my eyes fell down my face as I took a shaky breath and cleared my vison. I gave up on trying to think, I wouldn't be able to refrain what happened for a while.

"Your awake." A soft voice pierced through the air and my head fell limp in the other direction it came from. I couldn't face this, I couldn't handle the talk everything was so clouded. I just kept quiet, biting my lip in order not to scream, I really wanted to scream out all of my problems. I wanted to load it all out and forget, forget all of my problems. Forget the golden eyes.

I heard another voice whispering to the billionaire, but after that the room fell quiet. Too quiet. I slowly moved my head in the other direction, looking to my uncle and cousin with all emotions showing. All of the confusion, regret, guilt, misery and indignation. All was there to read, I couldn't hide it as my eyes shined with fresh tears.

"They say fear is not real." I began, my voice hoarse and soft, yet full of so much emotion. "That it's the product of the thoughts you create." A single tear traced it's way down my cheek as I turned my eyes to the floor. "They say danger is very real, but fear is a choice." My voice cracked and it seemed like they were surrounding my bedside in a millisecond.

I closed my eyes and pushed myself up carefully into a semi-sitting position. My face contorted with pain and I bit my lip again so hard It left the taste of iron inside my mouth. I took a deep breath and gazed up at the two with an almost unreadable expression. Almost. There was a hint of fear in my eyes, I tried to not let it show but it was there, I was afraid.

"They say do not feed the fears, to defy what you find absolutely terrifying because fear is just a reflex telling you that there is something important to overcome." I continued and I felt a hand on my shoulder, smaller than Bruce's. I stared up with big eyes at my cousin.

"It's OK to be afraid, Percy." Dick soothed but I just shook my head.

"They say a quiet mind is able to see intuition over fear." I brought shaking hand stop my face, pasty white hands. "Everything is clouded, I can't see, it's to close, to rapid. It's like I'm drowning." I took a deep breath and swallowed my words, I was practically ranting nervously, tripping over my words and refusing to meet their eyes.

I was jittery, shaking, I was spilling everything out, moving it to the light. The thoughts wouldn't stop. I finally looked up to the them after a moment of silence and Bruce broke it.

"We need to know, everything. You can trust us." His eyes held truth, sympathy, they still retained their caring nature even though I was the worst nephew in the world.

And I found myself spilling out everything, every feeling secret and action. I did trust them, her words were pushed to the farthest corners of my mind.

I couldn't help but trust, it was in my nature.

But those golden eyes shook me to the core.

I wasn't afraid, I was terrified.

The unblinking golden eyes.