Son of Poseidon

My name is Ashton. Ashton Irwin. I'm Son of Poseidon, Lord of the sea, and my life is anything, but ordinary.....


30. Torture Chamber

Graces POV


I was sorting out the clothes that Nico had magically bought for me as I danced my bad dancing to Green Day, Nirvana, All Time Low, and some others. Nico had some how made this room look exactly like the one at my dad's  house. The walls were dark purple and had posters of All Time Low, Green Day, Nirvana, Summer Set, Twenty One Pilots, etc. I had a white night stand covered in books and a black and purple lamp. My desk was covered in blueprints and architecture history of Greece and Rome, because when you are a child of the Goddess of Wisdom, all you want to do is learn certain things. That certain thing was architecture, and I was so good at it that the gods have chosen me to design the next building on Mount Olympus. And that is if I get out of here alive. Nico was sitting on my bed watching and laughing as I sang and danced across my room. American Idiot by Green day was on and I sang along to it,


Don't want to be an American Idiot!

Don't want  a new nation under the new mania.

Can you hear the sound of hysteria?

The subliminal mind fuck America.


Welcome to a new kind of tension,

All across the alien nation,

Where everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow,

We're not the ones who're meant to follow,

For that's enough to argue!


Well maybe I'm the faggot America,

I'm not a part of the red neck agenda,

Now everybody do the propaganda,

And sing along to the age of paranoia.


Welcome to a new kind of  tension,

All across the alien nation,

Where everything isn't meant to be okay.

Television dreams of tomorrow,

We're not the ones who're meant to follow,

For that's enough to argue!




Don't wanna be an American idiot,

One nation controlled by the mania,

Information stage of hysteria,

It's calling out to idiot America.


Welcome to a new kind tension,

All across the alien nation,

Where every thing isn't meant to be okay.


Television dreams of tomorrow,

We're not the ones who're meant to follow,

For that's enough to argue!



When the song ended I had somehow ended up on the floor with Nico hovering over me.


"I love you" he said threw a cheeky grin.


"I know you do" I said with a smirk. He bent down to kiss me but I turned my head so he kissed my cheek. He pulled his head back up but gave me a confused look. I got out of his grip and ran towards the door.


"If you want it, come and get it" I laughed as I ran away from him but not before he said,


"Oh I want it real bad" with a smirk. I ran through the corridors with Nico right behind me. This was the most fun I had had in a while.


"Come back!" he whined but I just laughed at him. I thought he was getting close because I heard footsteps close to me. I turned the corner, but someone pulled me back into another dark room. They held onto me, but it didn't feel comforting.


"Ok, Nico. You got me. Now let me go." but he didn't.   


"Nico, I'm serious, let go of me" I said again but froze when I heard the voice.


"Oh sweetheart, I ain't Nico. I am much, much worse, than Nico." he said quietly sending shivers up my spine. I could hear Nico screaming my name outside in the open hallway.


"W-who are y-you?" I whispered.


"My name is Dakota, and you'll be coming with me." he said. I screamed. I heard Nico unsheathe his sword from his belt and make his way to the door.


"Grace? Are you in there?"


"If you say one word this 6 foot long javelin will go right through your ribs. And might I add, it's poisonous." Dakota whispered.


"DAKOTA!! I can hear you!! Let her go!!" Nico said trying to break the handle off the door.


"Sweet dreams, princess" he spat out before he put a cloth over my mouth. I knew exactly what it was. Chloroform. I tried for as long as possible not to breathe in, but eventually I had to. When I did, I heard Dakota laugh and I fell to the floor, and that's the last thing I remember before strong arms scooped me up and I blacking out.



Nicos POV


Grace and I were having a great time running through hallways, me chasing her, and I could tell she was having fun because she kept laughing. Well that was until fucking Dakota grabbed her and pulled her into the torture chamber. My mind went blank with shock. Oh shit, was all I could think, until I heard Grace scream at the top of her lungs. That got me moving real fast. I ran down the corridor with my sword out ready to kill my 'friend' if I had to.


"Grace? Are you in there?"  I heard Dakota whisper,


"If you say one word this 6 foot long javelin will go right through your ribs. And might I add, it's poisonous."


"DAKOTA!! I can hear you!! Let her go!!" I yelled at him. He isn't actually scary, but of course Grace didn't know that, so she kept her mouth shut. I tried to break the handles off of the door but they wouldn't budge. I was about to use my sword to shatter the glass window, but I heard Grace gasp and then silence followed. After about 45 second, I heard a loud thud, which I was assuming was Grace falling to the floor, because I could smell the chloroform from here. 


"What did you just do?!?" I screamed at him.


"I only used a little chloroform on her, Nico. No harm done. For now." I could feel him smirking on the other side of the door. Suddenly two guards cam out from behind me and grabbed my arms, and then another one gabbed my sword and unlocked the door to reveal grace laying on the torture bed and Dakota leaning against it with his arms crossed and a smug smirk plastered across his face.


"I'M GONNA KILL YOU IF YOU TOUCH HER!!!!" I bellowed and tried to get out of the guards grasp, but they weren't human so they kinda have super strength, and it was pointless for me to even try.


"Oh, like this?" he asked innocently, the smirk never leaving his face as he ran his hand softly across her cheek which got lower, and lower, and lower, until it reached her lady part. He hooked his finger inside the top of her shorts. His hand grazed over the button and zipper. Grace shifted. Her eyed fluttered open in confusion. She looked at Dakota, then at me, then at the guards, then at the torture machine. Finally she looked at me again with wide and scared eyes and she tried to move her arms but couldn't.


"What the hell is going on??" She said.


"Even her voice is sexy." said Dakota.


"YOU KEEP YOUR DISGUSTING HANDS OFF HER, YOU HERE ME DAKOTA ZACHERY HEMMINGS!!!" I could tell hearing his full name made him mad because he came over to me and whispered something to the guards. They pulled me backwards towards the wall and put my arms in the chains. They tied my ankles to the floor so that I couldn't move any part of my body. Then they left so it was only me tied up and helpless, Grace strapped to the bed, and a smirking Dakota that was looking at Grace like a piece of meat. He walked over to her and kissed her roughly, but thank the gods she didn't kiss back. She jerked her head away after over coming her shock. He glared then bent down to whisper something in her ear. Whatever it was must have been bad because her eyes widened and he kissed her again but this time she kissed back. The sight broke my heart. Even though she was kissing him, I could tell she wasn't enjoying it because she had tears steaming down her face. He got on top of her and straddles her waist and his hands were holding her arms above her head. Event though they were tied down there was enough slack for him to do that. He stopped and looked over t me, and I now had tears in my eyes because she was basically being raped right in front of me and I couldn't do anything about it. Grace let out a couple sobs.


"P-please s-stop, Dakota." Grace said weakly but that only made him smirk again as he looked back at her.


"And why would I do that, Sweetheart?" She hates being called sweetheart so that snapped her out of her frightened stage and into a very sassy one.


"Don't you sweetheart me you ugly Slataro!!! get the fuck off me!!" He frowned and tilted his head to the side, but got off.


"I don't want to fight you about this so after I make you weaker we will do it. And there aint nothing you can do about it." He snarled and walked out of the room to get something. When he left Grace started to cry again.


"Nico!! Babe, help me. Please!!!"


"Baby I am so sorry this is all my fault. I would help you but these are celestial bronze chains and I cant break out." hot tears trailed down my cheeks as I shook. Then Dakota came back in only wearing pants.


"Hey baby. Lets get this started."








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