Hi Everyone! I'm HerbalIce, but you can call me Kate 3

This is my first fanfiction that I will be making public, and I ahead of time want to thank anyone who stumbles upon it and takes the time to read it. It means alot to me :)

Always, ALWAYS! Feel free to give reguests, opinions (including flames) and whatever else. I will take the time to answer every single one.'

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Third Person

Percy sighed as he looked over half-blood hill for seemingly the last time. He'd miss it. But It just wasn't a home for him anymore. Things had changed after the 2nd Giant war, some things for the better, others for the worse.

The gods had reopened Olympus and were keeping up on their deal they made, to claim all of their demigod children by the age of thirteen. The Roman and Greek camps stayed separate though. The difference between the war-bred, uber-serious Roman demigods and the loyal, fun-ridden Greeks was just to surreal to handle.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly in the demigod world, especially to Percy Jackson who was, to put it bluntly getting his first taste of freedom without a huge life-threatening prophecy looming overhead.

At least until around two months or so after the war. New campers were streaming in as always. Including Drake Dursley. You might just want to remember him, cause he's important.

Wanting fame and popularity, the first thing Drake decided when he arrived at camp was that he hated Percy, their hero.

Drake was soon claimed by Poseidon when during dinner Poseidon appeared and called for attention as he announced the claiming of his favourite son, which surprised many with the fact he was only one year younger than Percy and had sandy blonde hair and amber eyes. Most people just passed it off as coming from the mothers side.

Now, we all know Percy, a loyal and humble being, so we can all bet he still blames himself for all of the casualties from both wars.

Drake realized this and decided this is how he would knock Percy down. That and, his friends.

So Drake would work on turning everyone against him whether it was framing him for things he didn't do our bragging constantly that he is so much better than Percy, when in complete reality he wasn't. Percy, being the good guy never said a word back never bragged about himself or tried to prove Drake wrong.

So, not knowing better all the new campers flocked to Drake and supported him in his constant abuse of Percy.

Percy's "friends" soon started to join Drake to, as he was spreading rumor about Percy.

Nico started to support Drake when he was given constant reminders on how Percy got his sister killed and always hated the Hades kids.

Katie left Percy's side when the Demeter cabin's garden was flooded in the middle of the night and Drake just happened to be the only witness around and blamed Percy.

Conner and Travis got mad when "Percy" supposedly pulled a prank on them that could have killed them, even when Percy constantly said that he didn't. The twins soon started pulling pranks on Percy every ten seconds with the help of Drake.

Not that Percy really cared but the Aphrodite cabin stopped supporting him when he became "old news".

All he had left were the roman who where to far away to even know what was going on, Thalia who was always with hunters, and Annabeth the love of his life. He was disowned by Poseidon and basically shunned by the rest of camp when he was dueling Drake and won with his sword at Drake's throat he was accused of cheating which everyone believed… Hades! Even Chiron was supporting Drake on everything.


Percy's POV

I honestly don't know what to do anymore everywhere I go I'm thrown harsh glares and curses.

Annabeth was the only on immune to Drake's influence.

At least that's what I thought, but little did I know I was surely to be proven wrong.

I walked down to the beach hopeing to clear my mind of everything that has been happening, there I was shocked to see two people making out next to the waves, dinner was going on in the pavalon and its not normal for anyone other tham me to be around. I didnt want to interupt cause that would seem pervy and weird so I tried to slink around so I could go to the other end of the beach.

I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the couple talking.

"Annabeth when are you going to dump that pathetic loser of a brother I have?" I heard Drake's voice mutter.

I prayed to all the gods (that still liked me) that she wouldn't say what I think she was going to say.

"I break up with that loser the next time I see him I can't take having to hide our relationship anymore."

That was enough, I turned around and started to run when I barreled right into a crew of Drake's main men.

"Where do you think YOUR going?" said a Hephaestus kid. Mutters of agreement came from the group behind him. I was cornered there was no way I'd be getting out of this one.

Slowly they started to move closer to my breath was caught in my throat as they pulled out weapons.

An ares kid started to speed up and quickly stabbed me in the stomach, bile started to rise in my throat.

'I will not fight back... I will not fight back... I deserve this... I deserve this' I told myself in my mind.

"Oh! I know the perfect thing to do the same Hephaetus kid said and started to carve something into my arm. I wimpered under the pain and began to lose consiousness. Black and yellow dots swimming around in my vision.

Once the were done as I assumed they all started to laugh and left me alone, my vision still blurry I looked at my arm to see blood pouring out.

I pushed my self up clumsily looking around. I was leaving I had no other choice. I couldn't take this kind of abuse anymore. I took off my sweatshirt wrapped it around my bleeding arm. My vision clearing slightly.

Without stopping at my cabin I slowly walked to the edge of camp, this was it.

As I was walking through the forest I collapsed and blackness overcame me.