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Chapter 1
Wade Wilson, otherwise known as Percy Jackson was a hero among the gods of Olympus, but all of that changed when he saw that nobody really cared for him anymore.
Percy P.O.V
I was on Olympus with my best friends, Nico, Thalia, Annabeth, and Grover. We were celebrating the victory of finally destroying the Giants and their mother. Being in TARTARUS changed my mind a bit. First thing I noticed was that there was two little voices in my head. Second was that I started to talk back to them. Finally, I started trying to actually kill all of my friends in sparring matches.
I started to notes that nobody is wanting to talk to me and that nobody will look me in the eye. "Everybody! Take your seats!" Zeus boomed. Everybody got quiet and hurried back to their seat except for me I just stayed in the shadows. "I have decided that the heroes of Olympus have earned the right to an award, AM I RIGHT!" "YES" everybody screamed. We should kill them all. "No, not now!" I whisper shouted. No we should wait till all of this is all over then kill them. (I learned during the Giant War that I was able to Mist Travel, mist travel is like teleporting but with using the water in the air.) I teleported to camp and decided that they weren't safe with me around and that they didn't want me so I grabbed a magical duffle bag that Posiedon gave me a while ago that can fit anything I want in it without getting over 10 pounds. I shoulved all my stiff in the bag including my Minotaur horn and the shield Tyson made me. I grabbed Riptide and took off to Chicago.
