Chapter 39

                                    

                                          
Parties.
                          
Rachel hated Parties. The booze,the loud music,the smoke,the dim lights,the sweaty disgusting bodies of people,teenagers, exchanging their disgusting saliva,the disgusting environment,the disgusting air,the disgusting guy standing next to her-
                          
She hated this! She hated everything about this!
                          
Rachel Elizabeth Dare was not a party person. She loved the quiet and serene environment required when one was painting, when one described the appearance around them with beautiful accuracy.
                          
Not this kind of environment.
                          
And to make it worse,she wasn't here out of her own free will. She had to be here,had to forsake her moral code,her own personality.
                          
Because not being here invoked devastating consequences.
                          
.....FLASHBACK......
                          
"So,now that you know,can you please leave?" Percy asked the Sartyr below them" Rachel and I were discussing on how she was going to help me."
                          
She had rounded on him, giving him the hardest glare she could ever give a person," and just what in that fucked up, murderous mind of yours thinks that I will help you?" She seethed.
                          
She couldn't stand the sight of the boy in front of her. This person had killed his brother,his family,in cold blood! He had watched as his own family was swarmed by monsters and torn apart!
                          
How dare he think that she was going to raise a finger to help him!
                          
"Lemme guess" Percy said as he smiled at her" something about my personality made you think you have a choice in the matter?"
                          
That made her raving mind stop.
                          
"What?" She asked.
                          
Instead of elaborating what he had just said,the boy lifted his left arm up,and as the red haired Dare watched,it started vibrating,fast. So fast it almost became invisible.
  
Then,she watched as he made a slicing gesture with it on his cybernetic arm,eyes widening in fascination when the vibrating hand passed smoothly and soundlessly through it.
                          
"Pretty cool right?" He asked as he looked at her,and continued before she could answer" I met this guy once,his name was Gabe Ugliano. Charming fellow,worked hard,paid taxes,watched out for his family,had a lovely wife named Sally Jackson and a son, Tyson,the most adorable kid you'd ever meet. You would have loved to meet him,but sadly" he paused,his hand vibrating even faster until it disappeared from her view and in its place was an erratic blue electric like spark" I had to kill him."
                          
Rachel didn't know why she gasped at that. I mean,come on the guy killed his own brother" W..why?"
                          
"Well,so I could live with Sally and her son. Gabe didn't want me to stay with them,so he had to go,and funny enough,I used this" he said pointing to his invisible yet electric hand" to do the job. See,the way this works is,since my hand can clearly move through solid objects. So I shoved it through his chest and directly to his heart,then the electric charge caused his heart to go into cardiac arrest. Hospital reports said he died cause of a heart attack. A stainless death if I do say so myself."
                          
"Why are you telling me this?" She asked,even though she knew the answer was going to terrify her.
                          
"Come on Rachel,you're smart,you should have figured this out by now" he said" managing a huge company like the one your family owns must come with a huge load of stress, right. Especially when one man is in charge of almost everything? Poor Mr Dare,his heart could stop at any time due to the stress,the salaries,the profits the losses,the production...it would be highly possible for him to get a spontaneous heart attack" at this he pointed at his vibrating hand.