Chapter One

Whatya Want from Me?

It had been a few days since Percy had left the camp. Since returning the lightning bolt he had dedicated himself to training. He couldn't let what was bothering him out, they wouldn't understand it. Except Chiron, he understood. Percy had talked to him that first night after his return. He didn't know why but he knew he could talk to the centaur. He had this aura about him. Chiron told him it was normal to feel this way at his age but Percy knew it was more than just some kind of experiment or fad. Annabeth was still flirting with him and he flirted back, it just didn't feel right. Every night he had the same dream. He and Luke were back on the top of the building. Everything went as it did that night with Percy winning and Luke being sent into the water as punishment. The only difference was that Percy got a strange feeling that Luke wasn't gone. That's what led Percy out of the camp. As soon as he touched the water near the dumping place of Luke he knew, Luke was in here somewhere, and he was very much alive.

Luke opened his eyes, he was still underwater. He had been in his prison for a few days now. He didn't understand it at all. He had figured Percy had thrown him to his death, but as soon as he hit the bottom of the river he was thrown into his prison was made. The trident that had wrapped around his neck changed instantly into a huge bubble that was tall enough to allow =Luke to stand and wide enough for him to walk a little. Every so often a plate of food would appear at one of the walls. They weren't much but they were enough to keep if over for a few days. He couldn't tell for sure but Luke figured he had been at the bottom for about five days, give or take a few. He passed the time away by thinking of ways he could get Percy back if he could get out of his hell, which he had tried. Every time he would touch a wall electricity would run through him. He was just considering letting the electricity take his life so he wouldn't have to go crazy lock up all day when he noticed a shadow outside of the walls. It went around the whole perimeter of the bubble prison before finally entering. Luke's eyes silted when he found himself face to face with Percy Jackson.

Percy's eyes went wide when he crossed the line of the bubble. He was staring at Luke, the boy who had been haunting his dreams for a week now. He took note that Luke did not look happy and he didn't blame him.

"You did this!" Luke's finger pointed and Percy couldn't help but jump. Even with the anger in his eyes Percy couldn't help what he felt.

"I," Percy stammered out his answer "I didn't know. I thought you were dead."

"No such luck."

Luke lunged at Percy but Percy stepped aside and he slammed into the side of the prison. Luke hit the ground. Percy waited a few moments but he wasn't moving. He walked over to Luke and turned him over. Luke's forehead and hands were charred. Percy reached up and felt for a pulse. It was weak but it was there. Suddenly a mat, pillow, and blanket fell from somewhere above them. Percy didn't ask questions he just laid them out and moved Luke on top of them. Percy sat beside him as long as he could. The whole time he tried to grasp what was going on. He had sent Luke flying to his death, but somehow he ended up here. He hadn't made this happen, he didn't even think of anything like this. There was only one person who could, but why would he?

Luke woke up when the sun got too much for his sleeping eyes. He jumped up because of the foreign objects covering him. He tried to remember what happened but it was all fuzzy. He knew Percy had been here. Percy. Luke looked around but he was all alone in his underwater bubble. He looked down and saw the mat.What the hell happened? He had hit the wall and that was it. He went blank. Had Percy actually took care of him? No, that's impossible.

Percy arrived back in Camp Half-Blood but as the sun came up. Most of the campers were just getting up so he blended in pretty well. The only one that really seemed to know something up was Grover. Damn satyrs! Luckily he never asked. Since they had been friends for some time now Grover understood when to ask and when not to. It was obvious to more people when Percy lost to a duel between Annabeth and him. He had not lost to her since his first capture the flag game. At dinner that night Percy was glad he ate alone. He didn't have anyone bothering him but he knew by the looks he got from Annabeth and Grover that he would get a million questions at the bonfire later on, so once he was done Percy got special permission from Chiron to head to bed early. He tossed and turned all night and no matter how hard he tried he could not understand why Poseidon did it. He had tried to ask after leaving Luke's side the night before, but Poseidon didn't respond. Percy couldn't be the one making the prison, he didn't fell he had that kind of power. Hell, he had just learned he had power a few weeks ago. A week ago he was pretty damn sure that he was falling for Annabeth as well. That was until he watched Luke fly miles away and he believed Luke was dead. Now he knew for a fact that Luke was not dead. He didn't want to really admit it but somewhere deep, deep inside of him he was happy that Luke was, and it was slowly bubbling up.

The food kept coming and soon presents did too. Luke woke up one day and had a full bedroom under the water. He was lying on a bed with a widescreen TV at the foot. Beside the TV was a shelf fool of games and movies that seemed to restock themselves depending on his current mood. In one corner of the room he was able to take a shower and change his clothes for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. Suddenly his prison was feeling a little more like home. Why would Percy want to help him out? Luke had tried to get him killed by letting him get sent to Hades with the lightning bolt. It made no sense for him to want to keep him alive and happy like this. Though he wasn't fully sure it was Percy, he hadn't seen him in a few days. But, the only other person that would do it was Poseidon, and he certainly wouldn't be helping him. Luke wanted to destroy the gods and Olympus. It had to be Percy, but why?

Percy stood at the side of the river watching the water run. He wanted to go under and talk to Luke. Maybe Luke could explain things. He wouldn't know why but maybe he could. Poseidon could have made some kind of deal with him. Before he could make up his mind a wave of water came up and swept him under. He tried to move and swim out of the current he was carried in but it was impossible. Whatever got him was not letting him go. Just as he was ready to give up it was like gravity was reversed and he was dropped straight out of the water, right onto a nice comfy bed. He looked around and saw that he was in a bedroom, but he was still in the water. It was Luke's bubble, with modifications. Luke's head popped up from the foot of the bed. Once he saw that Percy was there he jumped up. Percy hopped off the bed and straightened his clothes. He was fortunate enough that being the son of the sea god allowed his clothes to always be dry in the water, unless he willed otherwise. Luke's eyes stared into Percy's but they weren't angry. They were confused.

"What is all of this?" Luke motioned around the room.

"I thought you could tell me."

"How the hell would I know?"

"Did you make some deal with my father?"

"Why would I make a deal with a god?"

"Good point."

"Stop playing games and just tell me what the hell you are doing! Why are you keeping me here? Because, not that I'm complaining, if this is supposed to be some kind of punishment you are not doing a very good job."

Percy sat back down on the bed. If Luke had not made a deal with Poseidon, why was he still here, and why does he have such a lavish life down here? He had to talk to Poseidon. Percy stood and talked toward the edge of the room.

"PERCY!" Luke shouted. It was the last thing Percy heard before he blacked out.

Luke could see the electricity build on the wall before it got Percy. He didn't know why but he tried to warn him, he wasn't in time. Percy hit the floor with a sickening thud. Luke rushed over and flipped him onto his back, he was breathing. Luke lifted him up and placed him on the bed. He had never really wanted to hurt Percy, even when they were on top of the building, but the voice in his head had the whole scenario otherwise. Since he had been in the bubble prison he hadn't heard the voice or had the dream. He enjoyed it very much. He was able to think for himself for the first time in a year. Ever since they found where Percy Jackson was he had been taken over by the thing from the Underworld. Since he was a son of Hermes he had figured it was probably easy to trap him. His mind was not set to be a warrior's, but a messenger's. Before Luke had met Percy all he could think about was finding him and taking him to the place he dreamt of nearly every night. That was before he laid his eyes on the son of the sea god. Percy's blue eyes cut right through his chest and pulled at his heart, ever since his mind and his heart had been in a battle. He hadn't known Percy long but it was long enough to nearly make him lose his mind. He figured that was why the Underworld entity could overtake him so much more easily. A weak mind is an open door.

Luke sat down next to the bed. He willed so hard that the boy would wake up soon. This whole situation had to be cleared up. After thinking about it he knew that Percy could not have done this. Though he is a son of the big three he didn't have this kind of power. Luke was trying to think but there was some kind of haze in his mind that blocked him from going any further. He found himself getting sleeping and soon he laid his head down. This was what always happened right before he dreamt of the Underworld. He had found him.

When Percy woke up it took a minute for him to remember where he was. He jumped up and nearly hopped out of skin when something thumped on the floor next to him, not something, someone. Luke was on the ground next to the bed groaning. There was a chair next to him. Percy guessed he had been sitting next to the bed and he must have knocked him over. His heart fluttered. It had been doing that ever since he arrived at Camp Half Blood. At first he had thought it was for Annabeth but he soon found that the feeling was only around when Luke was present, in the flesh or in the mind. Now Luke had watched over him. Why had Luke had to watch over him?

"I see you're awake," Luke said somewhat groggily.

"Yeah," Percy stood and helped Luke up, "What happened?"

"Electricity," Luke picked up a pillow and threw it at the wall it disappeared in a puff of smoke and feathers.

"So there is no leaving," Percy looked up, "That's just GREAT!"

"Up until a little while ago I thought it was you that was doing this.'

"No, I believe it is my father."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I'm guessing Zeus has something to do with it as well."

"He is good with electrical charges."

"How do I know it's not you?" Percy had a sudden revolution.

"Percy, why would I trap myself in the bottom of a river? I was trying to take over Olympus not Davey Jones's Locker!" Luke looked pissed, no, hurt.

"OK, so it wasn't you. I'm still going to suspect it."

"Well your still number two on my list."

The two boys sat on opposite sides of the room. Percy took the bed while Luke sat down and started playing games. Percy was wondering what to do when a laptop nearly smacked him on the top of the head dropping from the ceiling. Luke must have heard him scream because he turned around looking half worried.

"Watch out," Luke laughed, "If you want something it tends to just drop from the sky. I guess you can thank my father for that one."

"Poseidon has to have some part in it."

"Guess they know how to work together, must be nice."

"Are you saying we don't work together?"

"We can't, Percy, you being a hero, and I being the surprise evil mastermind."

"I wouldn't say mastermind." Percy laughed. He then ducked away from a flying remote. Luke laughed but it didn't last for long, because like Percy he began thinking of how nice it would be to be on the same side.

A.N

The second part will come soon. I think I have this story thought out but as I've learned from my other stories that can always change so hang in with me. This should be a fun ride!

Title taken from Adam Lambert - Whatya Want from Me?