Hello everyone, cmams3515 here, and I am going to give the PJO universe a shot and write a story about what I would like to see for Percy. Reviews are welcome, love to hear what you all have to say! P.S. This takes place only with the characters of the original 5 books, so no Heroes of Olympus characters.

Disclaimer: I do Not own the PJO series :)

Takes place right after the Battle of Manhattan

I wondered through the woods of an overgrown forest, overcome with the despair that is now known as my life. As I walk through the mossy ground and step over nymph's life forces, I wonder if everything I ever did was worth it. Saving the Gods from the Titans with my best friends wasn't enough, because even though the war was won, I had lost.

Six Months Ago

After the war time was over, a blanket of peace and security covered Half Blood Hill, and it was safe to say everyone was enjoying it. My new girlfriend Annabeth spent a lot of time with me, and even though we grieved for our lost friends over the Battle of Manhattan, I believed that my feelings for Wise Girl were only getting stronger, and I hoped she reciprocated that.

Like any other day, we were laying down on smooth sand, leaning upright against a small sand dune that we often rested at, staring at the blue ocean that was part of my fathers realm and smelling the saltiness that accompanied it.

Annabeth broke the silence with a somber thought, one that haunted the camp. Even though we had won the war, their was always some tension because of the fact that the demigods didn't really know what to do since most monsters had fallen back following the defeat of Kronos and his army.

"I wonder what happens next Percy."

I looked at my stubborn girlfriend, her stormy gray eyes processing what seems like a million different thoughts at once, her blonde hair blowing lightly in the sea breeze. After letting the statement sit for a few moments, she turned her head to look at me, and when she did I forgot what she even said in the first place. Being the airhead I was, I just stared at her a little while longer until she continued on with her statement by backing it up with facts, which I blame her mother for.

Please don't kill me Lady Athena, haha.

"Since you turned down immortality and gave Hades and Hestia thrones, and giving cabins to all the kids of every God, things have been better around camp. But I feel like something is happening, or supposed to happen soon and for once I don't know what to do." She looked at me worriedly, and in an attempt to soothe her I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and looked deep into Poseidon's realm.

"I'm not sure what'll happen next Annabeth, but for now everything is really good for me, for all of us. I think, when the time is right, our next adventure will reveal itself."

My girlfriend looked at me strangely for a moment, with narrowed eyes she looked at me and teased, "Who are you and what have you done with Percy? I know Percy and he's not that intelligent, and that means something coming from me."

We laughed together, and I threw some sand at her which started an all out sand war, and in a quick moment when she went to grab another handful of the yellow sand I lunged at her, efficiently taking the both of us down while still laughing with sand all over our clothes.

I smiled at her as she struggled underneath me, and was about to speak when she threw sand right at my face, which ended going in my mouth and eyes. Trust me, that wasn't fun. Right before I was about to resume the battle the ocean started to steam and rise, until a figure stepped out of the water.

"Dad!" I said excitedly, hoping we could talk for a bit and catch up with things on Olympus and his Castle below the sea. As Annabeth and I drew closer, I realized my father looked different from the other times I had seen him. For one thing, his usually neatly trimmed beard was a mess, and his bloodshot eyes stood vivid against his washed out skin. His usual Hawaiian shirt and khakis were rumpled and dirty, and the haunted expression on his face was enough to convince even me that something was wrong.

"Dad? Are you... are you okay?"

"Son," Poseidon said slowly, almost as if he didn't even know where he was. "I need to speak with you. Alone."

I looked at Annabeth apologetically, and her gray eyes conveyed understanding, and with a small smile and a quick goodbye, she gave me a quick kiss and walked off, probably to go over some architecture that she was planning to design one day.

Turning around slowly to my father, I noticed that the sun was beginning to set, and that Artemis would soon lead her chariot across the beautiful sky.

Looking at anything but me, my father spoke quickly and quietly, but I couldn't hear so I asked him to speak up. "I'm sorry son, but your mother Sally is dead."

Responding numbly to the news, everything started to blur as salty tears ran down my face, wiping sand off from the sand battle with Annabeth a lifetime ago. So much for peace and security, I thought to myself as my father disappeared into mist and my knee's fell into the cushiony sand and a sob broke through my chest.

If only I knew that was the beginning to the worst time period of my life.
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A/N: would you rather this be a story pairing with Annabeth, Artemis, or someone else? let me know :)

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