Percy's POV

I woke up with my face on the floor wondering where I was and what had happened. Then it all came back to me: Annabeth's death, my staged betrayal, and seeing Gaea run through by Athena's spear before succumbing to darkness. I slowly sat up and tried to cradle my injured arm only to realize that I was bound by big Celestial Bronze cuffs and links.

I looked around my area of confinement to see thick celestial bronze chains on my hands, feet, waist, and I could subtly feel the metal around my neck. I looked around further to see Apollo in the same position as me. Then had to close my eyes as the light from the gods flashing in almost burned them from my skull.

"What's going on here?!" I yelled at them and then I noticed the campers, Roman and Greek all watching me with frowns, "What did she tell you?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe that you got my daughter killed and were a traitor all along." Athena roared with tears in her eyes, and I remembered the last moments of Annabeth's death.

"I tried--You have to believe me when I say that I tried to save her!" I looked into Athena's eyes hoping to see understanding, but all I saw was seething rage.

"No, you were bound on your knees like you are now telling us of the things that you have done. That you staged this to happen and that you got my daughter involved with your schemes, even if you loved her. Now she is dead, dead because of you!" Athena pointed her finger accusingly at me and I looked at the floor in partial shame, partial regret at how that was partially true. I did get her killed, it was my fault for not being there to protect her when Gaea rose. I turned to me father who had the same look as the others, anger.

"Dad plea—"

"Dad?! No I am no father of yours, and you are no son of mine." Poseidon growled and then he chanted something, something I didn't even knew I could feel a worse fear over than death, "I Poseidon, Lord and God of the Oceans and Seas, disown Percy Jackson and strip him of his title as my son, my heritage, and his powers over water."

My world shattered. The combined forces of losing Annabeth, my father, my purpose, and my family were too much for my mind to bear. The only thing that I didn't feel change was my connection to my element, water. I hid it hoping that Poseidon wouldn't notice, and that everyone else wouldn't sense the absent lack of power I shouldn't had.

"Now what!?" I turned on the gods, "You've disowned me, you've cut me down, accused me of betrayal. Nothing else matters anymore, just kill me" I said, a small flare of hope that Zeus would and my suffering could end.

"We are going to kill you Percy, eventually, but first you need to be punished. Apollo can wait. Every demigod here is going to whip you ten times each and you will be forced to endure the pain through a curse." Zeus chanted for a few seconds, and I saw Apollo struggling to do something, but then it stopped, and I felt no fatigue or tiredness at all.

"This will keep you awake while the process is done, now begin!" I looked around and saw a Reyna grab a whip from a standing podium. Then I realized this was actually happening, and there where at least a hundred if not more demigods still alive and in this room.

The first crack was heard and I ground my teeth to not let out a scream as I felt the cloth and flesh of my back being torn open. For every strike the pain increased tenfold and the pain eventually reached to my bones. This process lasted for what felt like, and may have been hours. I had lost count after the first couple hundred or so.

Then it stopped and I looked up at Apollo to see him looking at the floor defeated and helpless. Then all of the Demigods that had lashed me were flashed back to wherever the gods had sent them to, and I was left behind, alone, and in-front of a council or war-angry gods that wanted revenge...Except for Hestia and Hades who weren't present. They were never given a seat among the councils free all.

"Now, before I get to Apollo's punishment for giving a mortal the cure out of Death. We are going to have a vote for what shall happen to this creature bleeding on my floor." Zeus talked in regards to me; I was no more than a mere insect to him...Insignificant and unimportant.

They all blurted out things like eternal torture, death in many, many painful ways, most of those which were given by Ares and Mars, and then one made me shudder came up and they noticed. They brought up Tartarus, and due to my reaction Zeus smiled and clapped his hands.

"It is decided then, the being formerly known as Percy shall be given immortality, and then cursed, and killed slowly. Given to the depths of Tartarus to remain stuck there, forever" Zeus said and I paled shaking my head and trying to mumble my disagreements, but Ares and Mars grabbed my arms and dragged me from the room. The chains forcefully snapped and I was left with a Bronze collar and wrist and leg cuffs with a few links still attached to each.

3rd POV
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Apollo watched as Percy was dragged away. They hadn't even stopped to properly remove his chains, though it didn't even seem like the two muscle-headed gods even noticed as the chains broke seemingly without resistance. Apollo's attention was torn from the receding trio as Zeus called for attention.

"Apollo. You made a mistake and bestowed your power upon a mortal too soon, causing the prophecy to change the course of history sooner than it should've" Zeus said and pointed his master bolt at me, "For this you shall live as a mortal, your powers bound, and your interaction with the rest of the olympians limited until the Fates deem you redeemed."

Apollo didn't seem to care as much about this than he did for the mistake the gods were making in regards to a certain demigod.

"You all are making a big mistake," he said loudly enough to catch everyone attention, "Percy Jackson has saved all of our asses twice now and this is the treatment that you give him?! You are making a mistake and I am sure you will regret it"

"Apollo, since when did you care for what a mortal did?" Artemis asked seemingly on edge about what he said, because Apollo cannot lie.

"Since that mortal has become the only reason we've won two wars for us. Apollo glared at his sister, "since seeing that a mortal has my man-hating sister and her band of archers showing respect towards him. Don't you remember the last time you came to conclusions about someone's supposed betrayal?"

Artemis was quiet after that, deep in thought, but it did not matter in the end as Athena took over.

"Whether he is innocent or not is no longer our problem. Gaea spoke the truth and I could see it in his eyes that what she was saying was true." Apollo snorted shifting on the ground

"Maybe, but you have to realize that you also turned to respect him for earning your daughters trust, and love. Something that has, even now, lessened the strain and anger you and Poseidon feel towards each other" Apollo was seething now. The others weren't listening to him, and he was sure that that Primordial Goddess did something to ensure their opinions weren't swayed until something bad happened.

I seemed correct because even though Athena, as the smart one, knew deep down that something was wrong and her face showed that feeling. She quickly turned to anger once again and the chains around me flowed for a moment before I fell unconscious.

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Percy was dragged into the center of the council screaming, causing Zeus to smile even wider, if possible.

"There is a way to make you immortal without the need of unnecessary pain. Just a simple incantation, but did help us in two wars so you should have a small reward should you not? I just looked at him, not giving him an answer and instead noticing that Apollo was no longer there. Now who wants to bless this horrid creature first?" Percy's eyes widened and he was enveloped in a silver light from Artemis not a second after.

A note floated in front of Percy in silver writing: Now we are even male and she flashed out to her Hunters with a torn look on her face. Then everyone else, but Demeter and Dionysus (even though I'm seeing that he's the God of madness and wine, him and Demeter aren't important to the story) shot balls of light at Percy at the same time and he screamed in pain from them all coming at once. When it was done he was on the ground unconscious and there was a pool of golden Ichor coming from his back.

Then Ares grabbed his chains and lifted him up taking him to a giant vat of water and then stopping as Poseidon yelled no.

"We need him awake Poseidon, you took away his powers so it's fine if he's put into water now right?" Ares growled pointedly and dumped him in. Percy awoke as he was ripped from the sense of comfort water brings and it forcefully invading his nose and irritating his wounds.  Then he started to bunch up and silently cry, commanding the water to keep him wet and not heal his wounds. When his back didn't heal Ares brought him back over and Zeus spoke of a horrible idea, one that even Artemis would've been against.

"I am going to make him a werewolf, that way Tartarus will own his soul and he will be trapped there when he dies. He'll forever be known as the werewolf traitor of Olympus" he looked around at the others and seeing no one in disagreement, but looking torn about the idea as it could make him even more powerful and unable to speak up about it as Zeus started.

Zeus put an ancient leather glove, etched with symbols and glyph marks, on and gripped Percy's head with it. Then he started to chant the incantation. One that was stronger and more meaningful than the one he used on Lycaon. About halfway through, Percy started to scream and shake as his body started to heat up and change drastically starting with his soul. When Zeus was finished Percy was writhing on the floor, and after a few minutes he stopped and was still, unconscious.

That's when the changes started, Percy's hair started to lighten up and glint in he firelight. It turned silver one strand at a time with trace spots  of white and gold. Had their minds had been clear and untainted by anger, it would've made Percy look even cooler, more formidable.

Percy's nails sharpened and turned silver and through his slightly open mouth you could see his teeth turning silver and the fangs lengthening in his mouth and turning slightly gold. His celestial cuffs and chains she'd their golden color and changed into a celestial silver that was bound to his body and soul. Forever condemning him a monster in chains, like Fenrir of Norse Mythology. Underneath his eyes changed into that like a werewolf, with yellowed sclera and an iris with a golden sheen, the pupil gained a silver sheen to it, he gained the ability of perfect sight in darkness or light, and the ring around the pupil was lined a faint red.

His blood had long turned into the Ichor of immortals and they didn't notice his breathing relaxing and becoming even, seemingly at peace once again. Percy was dragged away to a different, dark room and strapped to a standing table, and the room was now prepared for the next stage of his 'punishment'.

Thanks for reading and I'll have another chapter out soon