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His hand runs underneath of my shirt, sliding up my bare side. I shiver and close my eyes, praying that nothing will happen to me.

"The sea brings forth life." Oceanus whispers.

I look at him fearfully.

He chuckles. "So beautiful."

"No," I whisper. "Please." I beg.

He smirks and his face comes to be less than an inch apart from mine. "Please, what, Perseus?" His hand flattens over my midsection and I wince. "Sensitive here, are we?" His smirk turns more victorious than amused.

"Please do not touch me." I implore.

"Hmm." He removes his hand and puts it on the side of my face before gliding it across to lift my chin up. "You are my prisoner and I shall do what I please. If you want something from me, you must give me something in return."

"I will do anything." I answer. "Just do not touch me anymore."

He leans so his lips brush against my ear as he speaks. "I will touch you in whichever way I will. I am aware of what you do not want to happen. You fear me and for good reason. Your daddy knows perfectly well his children are what I truly seek. At first, I only wanted Triton, but you...so divine and pure and something I coveted the moment I laid eyes upon you. You are not the first I have captured, but you are the first I truly wanted to keep. You will forever be mine, child. It is only a matter of time before you give in to me. Why not start now?"

"My friends will come for me." I whisper in response.

"Oh, I doubt that." He smiles knowingly as he pulls away.

A pit begins forming in my stomach.

"Why?" My voice is small, smaller than I intended it to be because I really do not want to make this immortal angry with me.

"We are so far deep in the ocean, so far within the darkness. This cavern is where I dwell. Where I have lived for many millennia. This room is clear within my realm, inside a maze. Only I may not get lost and those I trust not to wander off. If you behave, I might let you explore a bit." He returns his hand to my middle. "It would look exquisite on you, you know. As long as it was placed there by me."

I swallow the lump in my throat, but it does not go down. I am frightened and I wish I could move. My hands are tied to the opening in the headboard, my ankles and feet free to move around. I cannot escape. These cords are meant for me, I am enslaved. I will never get out.

My father does not care enough to even notice I am missing. I am gone and he never loved me. Not ever.

I let the tears spill over and close my eyes.

He shushes me. "Why do you weep?" He wonders, murmuring his question. "I sense it is not because of me, but that is all I know." He removes the bonds and brings me to him. I do not care anymore and give up in defeat. I sob into his chest and pour my heart out through my tears, eternally resigned to my fate. His arms envelope me and I weep in fear now as well. In fear of what is going to happen to me.

Now, I do not care what is going to happen to me, but I am afraid of it. I do not want to be this monster's. I do not want to return either, not where a father who does not love me lives.

What is the point in trying? In either place, I am scared of my life. I do not wish to realize this once more.

I have been here for so long already. I am familiar with this room. I just will never remember what I fought for. I was only captured by Oceanus because Triton and I were spending time together, getting to know one another.

He will never tell Poseidon I was abducted.

"Oh my." Oceanus tries to comfort and soothe me.

8 Years Later

"Let me make you mine, little shell of mine." Oceanus whispers, holding me on the bed he so loves to see me in. This is the first time he has done this and I have allowed it. I am a shell and I belong to him. I forget how long I have been down here. I only know I will never leave.

"I do not want to be touched." I murmur.

He sighs and holds me closer. He will never force me. Something about the magic not being real and the true love and acceptance of one another not being there. He wants...he wants the child to be one of love, not force.

Apparently, I am...I am the factor that determines the child, not him. I am so afraid, I have been since I got here. I have only remained out of resignation to the will of the Fates. I am done fighting against them.

"You would bear a beautiful child for me. You are positively stunning and I have seen you. Remarkably defined and your body has lost nothing. Tell me," He brings my face around to look me straight in the eye as he draws me up against him tightly. "Have you been keeping yourself in shape?" He demands, frowning.

I am entrapped by his gaze and the words slip out. I have been finding myself like this more often than not lately, giving him what he wants. I fear I will give in to him soon. He dotes on me relentlessly, part of his quest to get me to say yes. "I only do it because it is the only thing I know how to do, other than please you in every way but one."

He chuckles. "So I see."

The blush that creeps onto my face at the admittance kills me on the inside. I have never been embarrassed like this before, why now? I feel something strange.

I shake my head and fight to get away from him. "That thing you put into my drink-"

He draws me nearer and silences me by smothering my face in his neck. Once he lets me breathe again, I am trying not to suffocate still. "That powder I convinced you was sugar," I glare at him. "Was meant to make you realize something. It only brings your dormant feelings to the forefront of your mind. You do love me and you do want me, but have been burying it deep within yourself so you would not have to face that fact. Now we both know you love me and I love you. I only wait on your permission, then I will ravish you." He smirks playfully and slips out of the bed after making me sit up.

I watch as he leaves, closing the door behind him. The tears fall unbidden as they start to roll down my face. I look at the mattress, trying to hold them back. But after the feelings pang in my heart, I choke and start weeping. I cover my face with my hands and sob into them.

As a flash of light appears, I ignore it. Flat out ignore it. I do not care who or what it is. I only wish to be left alone here, especially by Oceanus.

"Perseus." The owner of the light breathes.

He is familiar, painfully familiar.

I look up and confirm my suspicions.

Poseidon comes over and sighs in relief as his arms go around me. He pulls away and puts hands on my shoulders, looking me directly in the eye. He cannot hold my gaze as well as Oceanus can. He is guilty, upset, and furious. "Did he do anything to you?"

I shake my head.

"Oh, thank goodness." He holds me again and sets his chin on the top of my head. "Come then, Perseus." He tries pulling me off of the bed.

I only stay put and look at my hands in my lap.

"Son?" He inquires.

"Do you love me?" I whisper.

"Of course I do, Perseus. You are my child. Your mother and I have been worried to death." He replies.

"Do you love me?" I repeat.

"Listen to me, Perseus." He demands and sits next to me. "It only took me so long because I had to get past the barriers this place provides to protect Oceanus. I am not powerful enough to infiltrate this place within a day. This is ancient magic and I have no way of making it any easier to penetrate the barriers that were between us. I am truly sorry that I took so long. I love you so much and that will never change."

"So," I hear him and freeze. "I see your father has come to visit."

"Oceanus." Poseidon growls.

"Greetings." He responds.

I look over at the door and see him leaning up against the doorway. He seems relaxed more than ready for a fight. Poseidon will never leave here now either and he does not know it yet. I return my attention to Poseidon, who looks frustrated.

"Trying to flash out, God of the Sea? Were you going to take your precious son with you? I didn't see you try to grab him. He is right beside you after all. Afraid of me? Enough to leave your own son, who you so proclaim to love and adore?" Oceanus comes over. "I do not think so. I might have allowed you to leave if you truly did care for him, but it seems he was correct." Oceanus smirks. "You do not love him at all."

"You cannot keep me here." Poseidon snarls.

"On the contrary," Oceanus sighs. "I can and I will, not that I particularly tolerate your presence. You will never see anything outside my walls ever again." Oceanus snaps his fingers and Poseidon disappears. He sits next to me and comes so close that I fall back on the bed trying to lean away from him. He comes so one hand is by my arm and the other beside my head, peering down at me as he smiles amusedly. "I see you stayed." He whispers. "You must love me more so than you thought."

"I..." I look away and he grabs onto my chin to tip my head back.

"I love seeing your face, do not hide it from me. Your eyes, much like your father's, are amazing and catch my gaze more so than I'd like to admit. I used to hate them, they resemble your father's. However, I find that if I look long enough, I can see the difference. You lack his flaws and it shows in your eyes. The color is slightly a shade off from his and they fill will different emotions than his do for me. Allow me to pleasure you." He tells me.

I say nothing and he leans in closer.

When his lips begin to brush against mine, I forcibly turn my head away and he sighs as his lips trail up to my temple and then down to my collarbone, causing me to shiver. He chuckles and then teases me by tracing patterns on my midsection.

"I will go entertain our guest. I am sure he is dying for my company." He says and leaves me.

I stare up at the ceiling, unable to do or feel anything but insecurity and befuddlement. I do not move, stuck in this spot as I relive the moments over and over again in my head.

3 Years Later

"Are you frightened of me?" He asks, holding me again. I have not allowed it since that day. I do not know why I gave in today.

I shake my head and it is the truth.

"Let me hear your beautiful voice." He places a hand on my middle, making me shudder.

"I no longer feel fear in your presence." I whisper.

His hand draws circles and patterns along my midsection, dipping into my navel at each turn after traveling around in some way, shape, or form.

"Lovely." He breathes down my neck. "Very lovely."

Realization hits me, an epiphany. He has never once harmed me and always given me a choice. I have not been restrained since those first few days and the powder he has only used once in my time here was something that made me appreciate who I am. He never forces me, only teases and comes close to me. He gives me the choice, but never gives up on me, like so many others I have known in this life of mine. Even though I never wanted it, he gave me immortality and only awaits for me to make me happy, something I would have killed for before being taken by him.

All he asks...

My breath hitches and he knows something has changed within me.

"Little shell?" He wonders.

"What do you want from me?" The question finally fills the air.

"I wish for you to be mine, give me children, love me. I will be yours, love your children, and love you in return. Is there a crime in that? Is that so tragic an ending for you?" He replies.

I stare at the wall in front of me as he leans down to see my expression. "No." I whisper. "It is not." I shake my head. "Forgive me for hurting you."

He smiles and holds me closer, making me look at him. "Do not apologize. I understand you were not ready. Are you now?" He leans closer.

When he is only just from my lips, I answer him. "Yes." I whisper. "Make me yours." I give in, truly give in. I close my eyes and his lips meet mine. I pour everything I am into this one, simple little touch and it makes me feel lighter, freer. 

The End

That was different than my usual kinds of Fanfiction. Hope you enjoyed it.