I am so SORRY! I got grounded from video games including computer for a whole solid MONTH... Of course, I snuck in when my parents were gone but didn't have time to write a story. This is a terrible excuse if you consider that I could've written some on paper but it only occurred to me today... -_-' So suck on that... JK! So I am extremely sorry and I just thought of this story yesterday. I'll still update Chaos story later but for now, this is all I got. Thanks for reading!

This is just a traditional tragic story... I just thought of it... I think it will be a little different though. Also, should I change the age at the time of death so the story can survive longer or should I do a sequel? I got plans, you know.

Misunderstood

Percy Jackson walked through the woods, bleeding uncontrollably and dying slowly, and painfully. Why did this happen to him? He wondered. One day, he was this amazing and cool guy everyone wanted to be or be with, and now he was trashed and treated like a piece of

garbage in the dumpster. Why did this happen to him? He repeated the question over and over again. Then he fell, his breathing slowly fainting, until he took the last breath and slammed into the ground, face first. The savior of Olympus, the mighty Percy Jackson, died

betrayed and misunderstood by his friends, at the young age of 18.

The Beginning: Chapter 1

Percy just returned to Camp after this awesome high school year at Goode High. Many people, including Grover, Thalia, and Nico were attending Goode High. They had a lot of fights, dramas, and other high school stuff, but at the end, they were the same good old friends

that fought monsters together. As soon as the bell rang, signaling the end of the last day of school, Percy and his crew got on Percy's Prius Paul had given him and went full speed towards the Camp with a very decent feeling. Percy could just feel the excitement and fun he

was going to have during the summer. As usual, Percy was wrong. As soon as the crew stepped onto the hill, they saw Annabeth hanging out with a guy. They were too close for Percy's liking but Percy ignored it. "Hey, Wise Girl!" He yelled and Annabeth ran up to him.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain. What's up?" "Nothing really but who's that guy you were hanging out with?" "He's just one of Hephaestus's sons that tell really funny jokes. Why?" "Oh, nothing." Percy dropped the subject and started asking Annabeth about her summer. "Well, the

family thing has been working good so far. Very good, actually. I never expected it. Then Chiron called me to Camp to assist him in Camp matters so I came. Then I met Mark." "Huh?" "Mark. The son of Hephaestus we were talking about..." "Oh." "Umm... This is very

awkward..." Grover interrupted. "Let's go to the canteen." Thalia said tugging Grover and Nico to the direction of the Canteen. "So..." "So..." " What have you been doing in Camp, so far?" "Just doing all the arrangements and the building blueprints for the other camps."

"Nice. I see you are pursuing your dream." Percy said with a smile. "Thanks! Well, I have to go to Mark right now because he needs help with Ancient Greece history." "K, see ya." Percy watched as she ran towards the Hephaestus cabin, with a pang of jealousy stabbing his

heart. 'It's just friendship, and nothing more. Besides, she's not even yours.' Percy winced as his thoughts did not soothe him in any way. Then Percy went to grab a snack at the Canteen, too.

Percy was just calming himself at the hot tub in Poseidon's Cabin. Unfortunately, Tyson was too busy because his new boss was very harsh towards him. During the Second Titan War, Tyson's boss had died. Since there was no war, Tyson really didn't do anything. So he had

to do something for a living. He picked forging, which was his primary nature and had a rough time. Percy invited him to Camp but Tyson just loved his work too much, even if it meant not seeing his most loving brother regularly. Percy stopped daydreaming when a knock

on the door interrupted him. He opened up the door and bunch of Aphrodite pictures squealed. "Told you he had no shirts on!" One girl yelled. "Yeah... Keep it down, please. No paparazzi please." Percy slammed the door shut. Few minutes later, someone else knocked the

door. "What now?" Percy put on a shirt and opened the door. "Percy, it's Annabeth." Thalia said, breathing heavily. Percy's heart thudded. "Why? Is she hurt?" Percy couldn't lose her after everything they went through. "No... She is... Just come and see and do not, I mean

DO NOT, hurt anyone." Percy jogged along side Thalia to the beach. Then he stopped dead in his tracks. "Annabeth?" Percy asked. And there she was, making out with Mark, where their first real kiss started. 'She betrayed me.' Percy started crying. Then he ran towards

Mark, with tremendous amount of rage. All there could be heard was a breaking of a nose, Annabeth and Thalia's scream, and the disgusting sound of a skull cracking as Percy hit Mark's head with the hilt of his sword.