The Assassin of Chaos

by ice.the.trixter

Percy Jackson used to have everything. A girlfriend, awesome friends, a cool dad. But noticed the keyword: used. When Percy's new half brother comes, everything important to him was taken away. He runs away and was taken in by Chaos. Years later, he is told to go back to Earth to help those who betrayed him. How will he cope? Read to find out!

1. Prologue

Hi! This is my first story so do me a big favor and review!

I don't own PJO. Only Shane.

Prologue:

I just came back from the second Titan War. All the survivors were trying to relax, repair damages and such. I headed back to my cabin to change into a new set of clothes and grab a ring that I had specifically asked Hephaestus to make for me (I was planning on proposing) all the while ignoring my huge egoistical big headed half-brother. Yep, you heard right. Apparently Poseidon had another kid, named Shane. He had only trapped Rhea, the most peaceful titan, and everyone treated him like a hero, totally forgetting about me. Only Nico, Grover, Annabeth, and Thalia remained my friend. The truth was, I had single handed defeated Gaia and all the other monsters to save everyone's sorry a**. I pushed the memory away and headed to the beach, certain that I'll find Annabeth there. As I rounded the bend, I saw Shane making out with a curly haired blonde which I had assumed it to be an Aphrodite girl until I heard this:

"Annabeth, why are you still with my pathetic excuse of a brother, Percy, when you have me?"

"Good question. I'll break up with him as soon as we are finished here. Now quiet down, I don't want Percy to hear."

That was all I needed to hear. Fury built up in me and I shouted, "How COULD you Annabeth?! I was planning on proposing to you and what do I see? You making out that that idiot excuse of a half-blood!"

I showed her my ring. She reached out to grab it, but I threw it at her, furious and heartbroken. I summoned a 10ft tall wave down on them and ran back to my cabin. Blindly, I shoved my clothes, money, ambrosia and nectar into my duffel bag. On the bed, I left a note and then walked to the border. I cast one more look on Camp Half-Blood, the one place I had called home, and walked away.