YELLO! How many of you thought I fell off the dace of the earth? Well, here I am, and I hope you read this, and Enjoy it! Please Review at the bottom, there will be a reminder there. I think I spelt Drachnae Wrong, like a lot, so please no flames on that. Read and Review!

CH-1

I crash through the woods, trying to shake off my pursuers. Man, are they persistent or WHAT? I'm being hunted, by monsters, and also by mortals. Yes, mortals. Octavian, that pile of centaur poop, told the mortals all about the gods and Olympus. 'Cause he was mad that the Roman's didn't destroy the Greeks. The US. government took this in stride, saying, "Hey, what if we hired these demigods, to protect us?" All was great for a while. But there became to many of us. THe gods kept siring heroes, and our numbers, Roman and Greek, increased twice fold. Then, nations from all around the world, said, "They're too dangerous! They'll attack us when their numbers grow larger!" And they decided they would never let that happen. They started striking us down, killing us. The first who they killed was my wife. My beautiful, wife, who had nothing wrong, and she was carrying our child at the time. Through killing her, they had given a message. If you, have the blood of the gods, we do not care, if you are old, or if you are an infant. We WILL kill you. Legacies were killed. Some of my greatest friends killed. This happened in the year 2015. Now, the year is 2019, I'm now 25 years old.

I used to be a hero. Someone people looked up to. And what did the Olympians do about this? Heh, they recalled Chiron, against his mightiest will, back to Olympus. And the Hunters? Zeus grounded Artemis in the heavens, and the mighty Hunters of Artemis, where 58 brave hunters used to stand, there are 58 graves, where they now rest. Zeus believes the Fates are punishing the Olympians, for helping the Demigods in the Giant war. May he rot in Tartarus.

Pan's kingdom you ask? Destroyed. The mortals were oh so happy to do this. They finally got the "permission" they needed. Fools. Grover was killed, for he led a rebellion to stop them. I miss him.

There are so few demigods, we've split apart, gone into hiding, or driven to madness. But what about those already dead demigods that were famous? Ripped from books, destroyed from memories, as if they wanted to say, they never existed. George Washington, Harriet Tubman, Lincoln, JFK, Paul McCartney, all erased. And monsters? Hired. For a head of a demigod, they get rest, shelter, and Zeus knows how much more they get.

The gods do nothing to help us. We, the brave heroes of Olympus, the ones who saved the world, given the blessing of our parents and the gods in our blood line, are murdered.

My name was Percy Jackson, I was a Hero of Olympus, a Saviour of Olympus, the Son of Poseidon, Praetor of the 12th Legion, slayer of the Nemean Lion and many more monsters, bearer of the Curse of Achilles, but now, I'm Percy Jackson, prey.

Leo and I trudge through the woods. He can tell I'm upset. We have no idea where we are. We walk through marshlands, through what seems like abandoned towns, and we stop to rest.

"So. What's the plan now?" Leo asks, getting our usual meal of burgers going, he gets them from his handy little tool belt of his, which he wears constantly. I have so few friends from my adventures still alive. Jason, Piper, Frank, Hazel, Reyna, Thalia, Will, Jake, Dakotah, and of course, Annabeth. They all now rest in Hades, and I pray that they got Elysium. (PARTY IN THE UNDERWORLD!) Nico, the Stolls, Clarisse, and a few other still live. Where? I don't know. Leo and I are just trying to survive, live as long as we can until the Fates decide to cut our string.

"We keep moving," I say, "If we stop, someones going to see us, and we won't get out in time." Leo nods, and hands me my burger. I eat, not because I want to, because I have to and Leo would kill me if I didn't. I smile to myself. I'm glad Leo's with. I'd probably go mad with insanity if he wasn't with. He tries to keep things cheery, but I know it's hard to when we're living in the world we do.

"So? Should we head out in the morning? Or when Percy? PERCESY ROMANUAY JACKSONPOO? ARE YOU IN THERE?" Leo starts shaking my shoulders and he knocks me on the side of my head.

"Ow! And yes I'm in here!" I growl.

"Then for the 15th time, when should we leave?" Leo asks.

I think about his question for a while before answering. "As soon as we can. Morning will come soon. Let's get some rest."

And thats where I dream. This one, is horrid. It's as much a dream as it is a memory. I'm chained to a wall, I wear a straitjacket, and my pants don't have pockets, so I'm unable to draw Riptide. All my friends are also chained up. I grimace. I see Annabeth, in the middle of the room, her stomach slightly swollen. I start to cry, I can't take this. Her hands are raised above her hands in metal feet dangle off the ground. She's dressed in the clothes she wore that night. She was dragged from the hospital, to this torture chamber, so she's in a hospital gown. I'm useless. I feel beat, worn, and tired, I'm weak, and I can't move a muscle. I can't save my wife, and I can't save my child. Annabeth's in pain. She's crying, weeping. A man walks into the room. He's dressed in red and blue, on his side, he has a knife, and on the other side, he has a Smith & Wesson Model 500, the most powerful handgun in existence. He walks up to her, and sneers. He slaps her in the face, and I look away. I can't relive this moment again. I can deal with a lot of things. But not this. I want to leave this dream, but I'm not able to. I hear her screams in my mind, and I scream along with her.

"PERCY!"

I wake up, and yell, "NOOO! ANNABETH!" Leo's arms are on my shoulders.

"Percy, calm down, It was a dream. It was only a dream. Shhh... Shhh..." Leo says in a soothing voice. But I won't stop my fits.

"It wasn't a dream Leo! It happened again! It happened again! I can't..." I stutter hopelessly.

"Percy. It's ok. Your fine. We have to get going. Shhh... Quiet." Leo says, tears forming in his own eyes. He's always comforting me. He's trying to be the strong one. I have to be strong. Pull yourself together Percy... But I can't I start weeping, I rock myself back and forth. I haven't had problems like this. I don't. But now, I lose it. I curl up in the fetal position, and cry. Leo looks out the broken window. "Oh no. OHHHH NO. Percy. Percy you have to pull yourself together. Now. PULL YOURSELF OUT OF IT!" Leo cries. I snap back into reality. I peer out the window with Leo. A squad of Dracanae, dressed in Blue and Red, patrol the streets.

"We're never going to get out of here. Unless we go after them," I say. But Leo points at the dracanae's hands.

"Yeah. We go charge 5 dracanae, who all have M-16s. Great," Leo sits down.

"But if we could get the M-16s..." I say, hoping he's catching my drift.

"We'll have 2 large guns to slow us down along with Amo. Perfect Percy perfect."

I straighten up and give an obnoxious smile. "I try to be perfect."

Leo just rolls his eyes. We sit up there, watching the dracanae. "We need to surprise them," Leo murmurs. "You got any arrows?" he asks, and I pull out a sheath, with 16 arrows in it.

"What are you doing?" I ask. Leo's tinkering with some stuff in the abandoned house, shaping... "Is that a crossbow?"

Leo smiles. "A really bad one. But for now, all I have to do is aim and shoot. "Here." he hands the crossbow to me. "Take this one. Wait for me to make another. When they make the next loop, we'll shoot."

He makes another, quicker than he did the first. I give him an arrow, and he fits it in. We wait 2 entire minutes, and the monsters come round, facing toward us. "Fire!" Leo shouts, and I aim for the face, and I pull the trigger, and watch as 2 dracanae go up in golden powder. Leo's already reloading. He fires, hitting his target. I fire, I miss the face, but my arrow finds a chunk in the monster's armor. Next to the dracanae I just shot, the final one goes poof. We stay in the building, looking for more monsters, but it's clear, so we pack our things and scurry down. Leo stands over me, while I look at the guns. I pick out the 2 best ones, take the amo from the rest of them, and from the Dracanae's satchels, and Leo and I run for it. Most of the time, our fights aren't this easy, and we usually don't get a spoil of war. We run East, not sure where we're going. But as someone once said, "A life of a Demigod is never easy.

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