I had a great life that everyone would have died for. It wasn't perfect, with the war and all, but I was happy. I had a dad that loved me indirectly, a mom and a step dad that always supported me, a bunch of friends that were loyal to me. Some Olympians, yes, Olympians on my good side. Perfect.
Well, what could have changed? Everything, and I do mean Everything.

-Flashback-
I was walking towards the lake when I heard laughing. Usually, I would brush it off, but when I noticed it was Annabeth's, I followed the sound. Shortly afterwards, the laughters stopped and I saw them, their faces almost near each other. Who? My half-brother, Dante Harris.

I stood there, watching the scene in front of me in shock.

Dante arrogantly boasted, "When are you going to dump that loser, huh? We've been doing for a month now and you can't find a better guy than me."

"I don't now Dante. We've been through so much together, but now that the wars are over Percy just doesn't have that feeling of excitement anymore. When he comes down later for our date, I'll dump him and then we can be together." She replied as she leaned in for a kiss.

Those words coupled with her actions was a blow to his heart as it shattered into millions of tiny pieces. The Sea started steaming as waves crashed against the shore. A storm started brewing as he let out a sigh filled with anguish.
The pair whipped around with wide eyes to see Percy standing before them with a heartbroken look on his face. Annabeth's eyes widened in shock and terror as she saw the look on his face and then she knew that he heard every word they said.

Percy continued to stare at them, as his heartbroken look became one of increasing anger and rage. The winds began to pick up speed and the Sea continued to smash against the beach violently as it picked up the swirling chaos of emotions that Percy was feeling at the moment,as he stood there motionless.

"How could you do this to me, Annabeth? I thought our relationship meant more to you than this! I thought you actually loved me!" He said as his anger began to well up within his chest, as his voice got louder with each word.

"Percy, It's not like tha-"

"No! Shut up! You wanted to break up with me? Fine! We're through. No more." Percy exploded. The weather was in total chaos. The Sky and the Sea were boiling together while lightning flashed around the beach.

"What are you going to do now Jackson?" Dante sneered, "You got nothing left. I got the younger campers praise and them to follow me. I got your friends to leave you. I took your friends from you. I got your fame and power at this camp! I took away the one safe place that felt like home for you!" He began to laugh like a maniac. "Gods! I even took the love of your life-" That was as far as he got before two large ice spikes impaled him in his legs from behind as he screamed in pain and doubled over onto the sand.

"Percy-" Annabeth shouted.

"I know what you did." Percy said in a cold voice holding unimaginable fury waiting to be unleashed, "I didn't care before because I'm not a conceited, power-crazed, self-centered brat like you! I could care less about fame and power!
Without a single glance at them, he turned around and walked away, whispering just in earshot, "I guess you were right before Chase; Children of Poseidon and Athena don't mix after all." With that parting comment, he sprinted off to the forest, ignoring his pain in his heart and the desperate pleas of Annabeth behind him.

-Flashback Over-
Now here he stood in front of a flaming building in the middle of the late night Manhattan streets. Firefighters ran about, hosing the building down. People were watching the building burn. Tears streamed down his face. A police officer came to him and told him the answer that shook his world to the core. "No survivors, sorry son."

He thanked the officer and left, walking down the streets. He still remembered that Iris-message where his mother was extremely excited and told him the news.
"I'm pregnant." She had said, "It's a girl."
As he walked absentmindly over the road, he didn't see a fast moving car coming towards him. The car hit him, bang and he flew, landed on the ground as he felt every part of him burn. Then a silly thought came to him.
I've fought monsters, gods and titans and I'm dying from a roadkill?

Something good, at least comes from his death; Elysium. He'll see his mother, step dad, sister, Beckendorf, Silena and others. He closed his eyes.

No! His mind screamed. It will not end like this. After everything that happened. I will not give up. I imagined the fates; Holding up a yarn, snipping a cord. It seemed like mine. Does that mean this is the end?
I fought as I've never fought in my entire life, a desperate struggle for sanity. Strength deep within me finally kicked in, but try as I might, darkness begins to engulf me.

I heard voices in my mind. Thought I went crazy.
Do not be a pawn for the gods; Percy Jackson.

Gods are faithless. You will better off as a statue.

You can never count on your friends, Luke learned it the hard way.

The words rang in my head. Each one was like a blow to my spirit. I was fighting a losing war. As the pain crept upon oblivion, a melodious soft voice echoed in my head.

"Not yet my hero."

And suddenly I saw a vision, a vision so terrible that it shocked me out of my hysterics. For a moment I was so terrorized that I was able to almost ignore the pain. Then something else erupted inside me; Rage, Rage turned into Fury so terrible that I could feel the world trembling. My brain went into auto drive. Fury raced throughout my body, through every muscle, every fiber, every cell. No. I will not let this happen! Then, drawing strength I didn't know existed inside me, from the deepest trench of my being; I took control and erupted like a furious volcano.