Hello everyone, It is nice to see you all again, and this is something I wanted to make since day one ... ever since ... some retards told me to make a Percy Jackson fiction were he is betrayed which I think is kinda not retarded anymore ... something ... that makes Percy evil, instead of anger and love ... so here is it ... Percy Jackson, the Devil's Love. Yes ... basic, Percy is hurt and betrayed, but instead of him leaving, I am going to make this interesting ... if I can, most of you are really into Percy Jackson, so I made another one, but in my way of how Percy should go. So, let me go, so I can dance with my love, in her red dress, in the pale moonlight, were all of the other men in their white suits and masks, dancing with their white dressed loves, dancing around the fire of romance and sadness ... (Dances, in the moonlight ...) My narrative only this time ... "What was that dear?" Nothing ...
"Ah ... don't you see it? Don't you see all of them, waiting to murder me with their monsterus cheeks, so rosy with blood near them ... Yes, this is my most fantastic moment in my life ..." said a young son of Poseidon. His eyes, not only with a desire of sadness and happiness, happy that his new dreams are going to be fulfilled, but sad that part of his other dream will never be fulfilled ... or so he thought. He was going to love this, since he decided to give up that faithful day.
Flash-Back ...
Sitting on his chair, was Percy Jackson, facing the god of gods. He was accused, of murdering Grover, Nico, and Thalia, his closest friends in the world. Now, your wondering, why would Percy murder his best friend, and cousins? Cause it just wasn't Percy! Not many people believed him when he told them they were all killed after a quest of destroying Kronos's scythe. Not only were they infiltrated, but they weren't strong enough to defeat all the monsters together, Thalia first, Grover second, and finally, Nico the 3rd. They were successful on killing all of the monsters and destroying the scythe. Sure, allot of tears were given at the volcano ... Did I mention they needed to throw it into the volcano? Anyway, their bodies were found at the bottom of the volcano, only accessible by breaking through 8-tons of lead and ash hardened, to unlock a steal door that contained their grave's. How do you find a room not filled with lava? I don't know, I guess it was luck. After news heard, he was banned from the hunters, kicked from camp, and trialed crime without his story. Stupid, right? They lost Thalia, and Nico, their most greatest fighters right next to Percy.
"Percy Jackson, not only are you accused of murder, but you have murdered 2 of are greatest children ... say your final words, before you are sent to hell?" Zeus's voice, booming all over the room, the cheers of demigods screaming all over the throne room.
"Yea ... I do ..."
"And what would that be Perseus?" questioned Hestia.
"Good luck trying to get me out of hell, when you figure out it wasn't me ..."
Zeus looked happy at this.
"Hahaha ... that is funny Perseus, but jokes will get you no-where ... Annabeth, push him in the hole." said Zeus, with a happy grin on his face. I turn my head, to see a crying Annabeth.
"Never thought you'd be a prick Percy ... I HATE YOU!" she yelled, pushing my immobilized body down the hole, seeing nothing but tears following me ...
Flash-Back End ...
Ever since, Percy has never felt the same when he was sent to the Tartarus. He fell and broke his back, until a week or 2 later, it was healed. He was very hungry, tired, and happy that his new life was Tartarus, he knew that monsters were coming for him around Tartarus. He left as fast as he can, but he just gave up ever since he was taken Riptide from him. He was happy to see Kronos, ready to kill him with a new scythe made of mortal steel. He always got a "gift" or a slash mark on his back for the number of times he asked Kronos for one. He was just never the same after he fell and a month.
He had found a group of monsters today, and new that since Kronos scythe wasn't enough to kill him. He had a theory that he could go to somewhere else if he died here, so he decided to get killed. All of the monsters that were here, all using their weapons, all eating his guts as if he was just some sort of animal they could eat. But when he thought that it was over, he knew wrong, since he was reformed again, on an island, still in Tartarus since the sky was dark with a sun outside.
"Fuck you Zeus ..." whispered Percy.
Hope you enjoyed my friggen chapter, I'll put another tomorrow, see ya!
