Ch. 6

He walked with purpose through the invisible boundaries that kept the dangerous monsters and enemies away. The problem for the demigods of Camp Jupiter was that they had never encountered an enemy of his kind, so the boundaries did nothing to prevent Percy Jackson from strolling in like any other demigod walking into Camp Jupiter.

As he reached the Little Tiber, a pack of wolves appeared in his path as he laid eyes on the camp. The alarms sounded as the legion went into a frenzy as they scrambled to get their weapons together and get into battle formations.

Percy stopped; the expression on his face very different than the one he showed up to Camp Half-Blood wearing. This was more personal and he had no intention of joking around.

"You dare show your face here traitor?" A female voice growled in his mind.

Percy's eyes snapped to his left making the wolf goddess stumble back a step when she laid eyes on the milky white eyes on the camp's one time praetor.

"Silentio canis exprimamus." He spat back.

The pack of wolves began to growl after the way the intruder spoke to their goddess. Two of the larger males crouched down and got ready to pounce before Percy snapped his fingers and their heads exploded, covering the rest of the pack in the blood and head fragments of two of their stronger pack members.

The rest of the pack stayed crouched as they slowly backed away in fear.

Percy turned back to Lupa who was also trying to back away. He appeared behind the wolf goddess and pinned her down with a foot to the back as he slipped a choke chain around her neck before beginning to walk away. When the chain tightened as it ran out of slack, he pulled roughly as the goddess was dragged behind him with a pained yelp.

"It's celestial bronze bitch. You don't get to miss a moment of this." Percy growled as he continued dragging the Roman goddess behind him.

-x-

Reyna, minor Roman goddess of battle and Consul of the city of New Rome appeared at the edge of her camp in a flash of light. The past decade had been good to the one time demigoddess. She earned the gift of godhood from the Olympians for her efforts in the second Giant War as well as her efforts in convicting her one time friend and fellow praetor Percy Jackson of treason against the gods.

She felt guilt worm its way into her heart when the name Percy Jackson entered her mind.

Despite how many years she had spent loathing the demigod after their initial encounter, they had developed a slight friendship during his short time at Camp Jupiter. It only grew during the war as they worked together, the leader of the Greek demigod army and the Roman demigod army. They had been the keys to uniting the two groups and ensuring a working relationship between the two different armies of demigods.

Percy and she grew especially close when they discovered Percy's supposedly faithful girlfriend was spending her downtime from the war getting pounded out by Jason Grace anywhere they could in the war camp.

Percy had taken it rather well, even to the point where Reyna wondered how much he ever truly cared for the daughter of Athena.

She had developed feelings for him during their time working so closely which is why to this day she was tormented by her decision to go along with the Olympians and Percy's fellow friends in branding him a traitor and banishing him to Tartarus.

In her defense, her options were to join them or suffer the same fate as Percy but it didn't help quell any of the self-loathing and guilt she had been trying to get over for the last ten years.

As she walked her way into the camp, a feeling of dread slowly crawled its way into the minor goddess' heart. Things were off, she could tell immediately.

There were no patrols at the borders of camp. In fact, there were no legionnaires anywhere in sight. Reyna looked at the sky and found the sun before looking back at camp in confusion. The demigods should have been in the middle of their training.

Reyna flashed herself to the barracks and found them completely abandoned. There wasn't a soul in sight.

She felt a bit of panic enter her heart before flashing herself to the Senate House where she hoped to find answers.

What she found she couldn't have predicted in her wildest dreams.

Or in this case, her worst nightmares.

She froze when she appeared. Blood and mangled flesh of the Senators was strewn around the room like the Senators had simply exploded in their seats.

Reyna stretched out her senses and felt extreme power coming from the coliseum. She flashed on her battle armor before teleporting herself to the middle of the coliseum.

What she saw nearly made her heart stop.

The legion was seated in the stands, all their attention focused on Reyna who looked around in horror.

Lupa was chained up to a pole as she was seemingly tried to fight off some type of invisible attacker. The legionnaires were simply watching their patron god being tormented with amused looks on their faces. Before she could ask what was going on, a voice spoke that froze her blood.

"Reyna! I was wondering when you might show up!" A familiar voice called from the emperor's box.

Reyna looked up and paled in both shock and fear. Percy Jackson was seated in a throne with a beautiful but unfamiliar looking girl on his lap. Chained to his left stood Reyna's longtime friend Frank Zhang looking like he had taken a beating over the past couple hours as ichor dripped from numerous places on his face.

Reyna narrowed her eyes and tried to flash up to the emperor's box but felt like she ran into a freight train as she landed hard on her back.

Percy appeared at her side with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to my camp Reyna, it's been far too long."

Reyna crawled back a bit in fear making Percy's smile grow.

"H...How are you here?" She croaked out.

Percy gave her a wink as whistled loudly. Reyna could hear the thudding of feet but couldn't see anything in front of her. Percy began to pet the air making Reyna's confusion only grow.

Percy smirked, "Don't worry, it's just Mrs. O'Leary. She missed her old friend Hannibal and I couldn't just leave the old girl at home."

Reyna looked at Percy like he was insane.

He chuckled, "Oh, yeah, you can't see her. Well you see, when the gods threw me into Tartarus, they also threw old Mrs. O'Leary in there as well. When I left, I brought her with me, turned her into a proper Hellhound. Much better if you ask me, though her appetite sure has grown. I think it took her less than ten minutes to chew off all the tasty parts from Hannibal."

Reyna slowly climbed to her feet, watching Percy warily.

"You're dead. How did you even get out of Tartarus?"

Percy rolled his eyes, "Well if you had cared enough to find out, before Zeus threw me in the pit, he immortalized me, just so I could suffer alive in misery." He explained before he chuckled, "Guess that came back to bite him in the podex, eh?"

Reyna just stared at the friend she betrayed in disbelief.

"But how? It took Saturn millennia to escape Tartarus. How did you escape in a decade?"

Percy gave her a sly smile, "I left after a couple days. I will admit I had some help. Now, I'm back and I've just been focused on catching up with the family and friends. What the hell Reyna? I climb out of Hell and don't even get a hug?" He said holding out his arms to which Reyna pulled out her gladius.

Percy frowned. He flicked his wrist as her weapon was sent flying out of her hands.

"Tsk tsk Reyna. That's no way to treat a fellow warrior. Especially one you stabbed in the back." Percy scolded mockingly.

Reyna looked at her weapon in shock, "You're a god now?"

Percy laughed loudly, "Me? A god? You insult me with that comparison." He said as his eyes turned white. "I am far more powerful than you weak little pagan gods. I've already killed Hestia and Aphrodite and made the Olympians watch as I did it. If I wanted it, they would all be dead already. But where's the fun in the kill if you don't get to hunt a little first?"

Reyna backtracked a bit, "W...What are you then?"

Percy's face turned serious as he appeared right in front of Reyna and grabbed her by the throat.

"I have many names now old friend. The one you might know best is demon. But not just any demon. I rule all demons while our master is still in his cage. Until he is freed, this world belongs to me." He whispered inches from her face.

Reyna's eyes widened before Percy let go of her throat and flicked her in the forehead sending her flying into the pole where Lupa was still chained.

"Run Reyna. Leave while you can." Lupa said desperately.

"I can't. I can't leave the legion with him." Reyna said back shocked the wolf goddess wanted her to run.

Lupa shook her head, "They're already dead. Save yourself before it's too late child."

Reyna turned back to Percy who smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, I forgot to mention. Killed the legion. Now they're bodies are meat suits for some of my soldiers. Don't worry, I brought their souls home with me, straight to Hell for all of them. One day, once I've tortured any traces of humanity out of them, they'll be my demon soldiers. Damn good ones too I'll bet. You Romans always were good little soldiers. Can't wait to see what they can do with some good ole' homegrown evil in them."

Reyna looked up at the legion and gasped when she saw the pitch black eyes of each and every one of her soldiers.

"You monster!" She snarled.

Percy sighed in irritation and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Ugh, you're just as dense as the Greeks. Say it with me, De-Mon, D.E.M.O.N. A monster is something you could kill but me... well you don't have a shot."

Reyna jumped to her feet and summoned her sword back, "I'll put that to the test. The Percy Jackson I knew was a good man. You are nothing but a warped weak imitation."

Percy snapped his fingers as Reyna's knee was blown out instantly.

"You stupid bitch. I am Percy Jackson. This is what you and everyone else made me. And you know what, I'm not mad. I got to find out the truth. That the Greek and Roman gods are just blips in this world. Now I serve my master Lucifer and when he is freed, I shall help him burn this world to the ground before we turn our attention to the heavens and onto God." Percy growled.

Reyna looked at him as a tear appeared in her eye, "Why Percy?" She croaked out ignoring the question in her mind about Lucifer and God.

Percy laughed. "Why? That's simple Reyna. Because I can. This is just the beginning. Soon the entire world shall feel my wrath. I just thought I'd give you a preview of what was to come."

Reyna tried to forced herself to stand despite the pain but Percy snapped his fingers as her other knee was blown out.

"Now, I've got things to do. This was just a quick stop. I hope you enjoy the improvements I've made. By the way, if you want to leave camp, you'll have to do so with your own physical strength. I've blocked the ability to teleport in and out."

Reyna looked up in disbelief at how powerful Percy was.

Percy noticed her face and laughed, "Yeah, I'm pretty fucking awesome. Don't worry, I won't kill you. We have too much history for that. But as for good ole' Frank," he said as he waved his hand and Frank appeared still chained and battered at his side. Percy pulled out Anaklusmos and kicked Frank in the back of the legs, dropping him to his knees.

Percy raised his blade, "Sorry Kung Fu Panda but I never really liked you. You whined like a little prepubescent bitch the entire time I knew you." He said before lopping off the minor god's head in one swift motion.

Reyna let out a pained cry for her fallen friend.

"Now, as for the four legged mutt," Percy muttered as he flicked his wrist as the chain wrapped around the wolf goddess' neck tightly. Percy clenched his fist until the snap of her neck was heard easily from where he was standing.

Reyna looked up at Percy, "Please, just kill me. You've taken everything from me."

Percy raised an eyebrow before he smiled a dark smile that along with his white eyes made the minor goddess shiver.

"Now you know what you did to me." He said coldly. "And I promised my soldiers some fun. And sorry but they won't go easy on you. I think millennia cooped up in Hell have made them more than a little anxious to get a little action. Now you behave yourself you little whore. Only a few at a time."

Reyna's eyes widened in panic. The unfamiliar girl who had originally been on his lap appeared in front of Percy and pulled him into a deep kiss.

"I love it when you torture people. I want you, now." She whispered seductively as her hands roamed down to the front of Percy's pants.

Percy looked at Reyna and winked, "See, now we're both going to get laid. Damn it's good to be a demon." He said before vanishing with the woman.

Reyna tried to flash out but found she couldn't just as Percy said. She tried to crawl when she was suddenly grabbed by the hair.

"Oh no, we're going to have some fun first." The praetor of the legion said looking at her lecherously through his evil looking black eyes.

Line Break

It had only taken an hour before the 67' Chevy Impala suddenly veered off the road and onto an overgrown dirt road before coming to a skidding halt.

Sam looked confused but Dean just got out of the car and walked out in front of the hood. Sam slowly followed his lead knowing the coming conversation was going to absolutely suck.

Once outside, Dean was silent for a minute as Sam waited for him to speak. He wasn't overly opposed to the situation since he had some questions of his own for Dean.

"What the hell was he talking about back there?" Dean finally asked.

Sam tried to feign ignorance, "What was who talking about back there?"

Dean growled to himself, "Percy. He said you were pissy because you hadn't got your fix today. What the fuck was he talking about Sam?"

Sam decided to try and turn things around on his brother.

"Excuse me? He's a demon Dean. Demons lie. Why am I suddenly learning you had a bff while you were Hell?"

Dean looked away from his brother, "It wasn't like that. He is not my friend damn it. He's a demon."

Sam raised an eyebrow, "You seemed pretty chummy back there in that camp. You even made Cas let his demon girlfriend go. What was up with that?"

"I was just saving our lives. I've seen what he can do. Trust me, you don't want him getting angry. He would have torn us to pieces." Dean argued.

"And the friendly banter?"

"What would you have me do? You wouldn't understand. It's just, complicated." Dean said back hoping not to have to explain.

Sam narrowed his eyes, "Contrary to your beliefs, I'm not an idiot. Why don't you try me?"

Dean turned away from his brother and walked a few feet away before he slowly turned back and made his way back in front of Sam.

"Fine, you want to know what happened? I was in Hell Sam. Fucking Hell! Strapped to a rack every single day and sliced and diced to pieces by Alastair only to wake up completely healed and do it all over again. Every single day for twenty years, that was my existence. Every single day, Alastair would ask me if I wanted to get off the table and do the slicing and dicing. And for twenty years, my answer was no." He said before pausing. "Then, I broke. I simply broke and I picked up that blade and I cut into another soul. I just wanted the pain and misery to end. I will never forgive myself for being so weak but I gave in damn it. On my second day of doing the slicing, Percy walked into that room and grabbed my hand to stop me from cutting into another person. When Alastor tried to stop him, Percy strapped him to the rack and spent the rest of the day cutting up that evil son of a bitch." Dean said as he tried to keep his emotions in check.

Sam was looking at his brother with wide eyes, unsure if the words he heard were real. Eventually he composed himself.

"So he stopped you? But why? He must have wanted to something."

Dean shook his head, "I thought so too. But he didn't. He simply spent the day cutting up Alastair and then walked away. The next day, Alastair tried to get me to go back to work. When I refused, he put me back on the rack. Before he could cut me, Percy came back and gave him another day on the rack for himself. At the end of the day he warned Alastair that I was off-limits. The next day when Alastair tried, they went all demon vs demon cage match and Percy tore him to shreds. It wasn't even a fight. And Alastair never tried anything with me again."

Sam just listened silently, trying to wrap his head around what he was being told.

"So what did you do?" Sam asked a bit gently.

Dean noticed his brother's tone and scowled before he continued.

"I followed him. What else could I do? Wait for Alastor to recover? No thanks. I followed Percy wherever he went. There aren't exactly a lot of friendly demons in Hell so I went with the one who didn't seem to want to rip me to pieces."

Sam nodded slowly, "Hey Dean, what do they look like? The demons, what do they look like in Hell?" He asked carefully.

Dean flinched slightly, "They're fucking horrifying if you must know. You think the monsters up here are bad, you haven't seen anything." He explained before pausing. "Well, except Percy and his wife. They look exactly the same in Hell as they did here."

Sam looked at Dean is disbelief, "How is that even possible?"

His brother shrugged, "He just said something happened before they died that made their bodies immortal and that's why they looked normal in Hell. He never elaborated and I didn't really ask."

Sam nodded assuming it had something to do with the Greek gods before they threw them into Tartarus.

"What was he like in Hell? Was he like we saw him in that camp?"

Dean shook his and chuckled slightly, "Actually, he was pretty god damn lazy. He basically spent his time screwing his girl or jamming out to classic rock."

"What is like the first non-evil demon?" Sam asked incredulously.

"No." Dean said firmly. "I said he was lazy, not that he wasn't evil. What he did to Alastair and what I saw him do to anyone who crossed him, is something only someone evil could do. It's not like I had many options. And down there, he was the best option I had. He kept me safe and after hearing what happened to him, I kind of understand why he is the way he is. He lives a life of a hero and then is betrayed by his family. He did what he had to to survive. Anyone who spends a thousand years in Hell will turn evil, I promise you that."

Sam slowly nodded but couldn't help but be a little worried that his brother was a little too friendly with this demon, especially such a powerful one.

"Now it's your turn, what did he mean getting your fix?" Dean asked seriously.

Sam paled a bit before he caught himself, "I told you, he was lying."

Dean glared at his little brother, "There was one thing I never saw that demon do once in twenty years and that was lie. Call me crazy but why do I feel like you're not being honest with me?"

"Oh, so you're going to take his word over mine? Is that really how it is?" Sam snapped back.

Dean didn't back down, "Sammy, I know something happened when I was gone. I can read you like a book. Do you have something you need to tell me?"

Sam narrowed his eyes, "I said I didn't."

"Now that's a shame. Dean here pours out his heart with the truth about what happened in Hell and you still lie to his face?" A voice said from the hood of the car.

The Winchesters both turned to find Percy laying casually on the hood of Dean's car with a smirk on his face. Before Dean could respond, he ducked to the side when a gun went off next to him. He looked up to see Percy with a bullet hole in his head and Sam with a smoking pistol in his hand.

"Damn it dude, what the fuck? That was a fucking dick move." Percy said in a mock offended tone as the wound closed up on his head. "I just came by to say hi and you shoot me in the fucking head. Call me crazy but I'm starting to think you don't like me very much Sammy."