Hey guys! I am back! Figured that since I hit a wall with the other fic, and I had ideas for this one, I would write this one. Seemed to be the logical idea. Anyway, another attempt at a Chaos fic, but you don't care about my yammering. I'll get you to the story.
3rd Person POV
Yes, he ran away. No, he didn't deserve it. It wasn't his fault that he went on a quest and couldn't return for a while. But that wasn't how she saw it. It wasn't how anyone saw it. Of course, he is Percy Jackson, Savior of Olympus, Slayer of Giants, Bane of Titans, Master of the Minotaur, Nightmare of Monsters.
As to why he ran off, he ran off because he couldn't take it any longer. And rightly so. The campers were putting him down because Annabeth was angry with him, and Annabeth is always right. And she did it there. Annabeth broke up with him. But he could remain there, and did for several days.
He made it until Piper said it, with her humble voice; "Percy, you need to leave. You need to heal." Piper was not unsympathetic of Percy, in fact Jason had left her two weeks prior to Percy's return from the quest. And all so that Jason could rule Rome and be with Reyna. Piper just wanted Percy to heal from Annabeth's hard words and the slander he received.
So Percy left. One night they woke up and he was not at breakfast, or in his cabin. It was like he vanished off the face of the Earth. Because is a sense, he had. Percy exiled himself to a cave twenty miles away. And there he lived.
Alright, so I know I have done better, but let me know what you think in the reviews. I made an outline on paper this time, so I won't lose it and I will finish this one. I know it is short, most chapters will be longer.
Lifeheart out.