The Son of Tartarus and The Son of Erebus

Percy's POV

Everything was gone. Everything was to be more accurate dead. Everything worth living for was gone.

Every demigod and mortal I cared about was dead: my parents Sally and Paul, Annabeth, Nico , Thalia, Leo, Piper, Frank, Hazel, and Reyna and every demigod in Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter was for want of a better word murdered. There were only two demigods alive, they were me and my cousin and best friend Jason Grace son of Jupiter.

The only reason we were alive was because we had a meeting with our godly parent and when we got back the camp was in ruins.

If you want to know how the camp looked like imagine this:a nuclear bomb has been dropped right into the dinning pavilion then imagine the place looked so blacked so black it would make Hades proud the entire place was covered with dust and rubble. If you can picture that then you can sees Camp Half-Blood right now.

I was so shocked at this site "This is not Camp Half-Blood" I said to myself. "Yes it is" said a voice I turned and saw Tartarus holding Jason in a choke hold position. "Hello Percy Jackson"

AN=Hope you liked it sorry it was short but I ran out of time I will try to update regularly.