(A/N) Wow. Just wow. I can't believe how many people have read my story. 381 views, 327 visitors, and 18 followers in a week. Thank you all SO MUCH! Now on to what you all want to see, the next chapter.

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It had been two days since the battle, and Percy still couldn't stop playing it through his mind. What if he had done something else? He should've killed the giant sooner. Why didn't he notice that she was gone earlier? She was gone and it was his fault.

The camp would be having a funeral for them soon. He thought about how the others must feel. They think that he and Annabeth are both dead. That would be fine with him. He missed his wise girl. All he wanted was to see her again, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Annabeth would probably scream at him for even thinking it.

He had kept his promise to Annabeth. He had left a note for Mr. Chase.


(FLASHBACK)

As Percy walked up to the house he blinked a few times to make sure he was seeing clearly. The house, once bright and happy, now looked vacant and abandoned. All the lights where off and the grass was past his ankle. Percy took a deep breath, and then began walking up the front steps. As he reached to ring the doorbell, he faltered. What would he say? "Hey, we won the war but your only daughter died in the process. Opps!"

As Percy sat and thought he looked across the street at a Dollar Store. He looked at the old, rundown sign. He went for it. He burst into the store grabbed some paper, and a pack of pens. He looked around nervously, as if someone would see him and know what he was doing. As he was checking out he glanced at the casher, and his heart nearly stopped. It was Annabeth. She had her hair pulled back in a messy pony tail, and looked at him with her knowing gray eyes. She knit her eyes together and frowned.

"Sir. Sir."

When Percy blinked, he saw the casher, giving him a nervous frown. She probably though he was mental. Percy could care less at this point.

"Sir, it's two dollar's and thirty-seven cents."

Percy frowned "Isn't this the dollar store?"

The casher sighed and pointed at a big sign above his head that read 'Dollar Store'. Yep he was going nuts.

"If it's the dollar store, why the thirty-seven cents?"

"Tax." The casher stated simply.

"But it's the dollar store."

"Yep, but everyone has tax."

"I hate tax." Percy muttered

"Don't we all? Now can you please Pay? You're holding up the line."

Percy looked behind him at a bunch of old people frowning at him, for wasting all their time. Percy quickly paid for the stuff than ran outside. He began writing furiously. He scribbled down all he could think of. When he looked at it he frowned. He hated being dyslexic. Even when he wrote the words, he couldn't read anything. To him it looked like

'Deer Mr. Chase,

I'm os srory. I failed oyu all. I coludn't pratect her. I was tno able to suve your daunter, and I aw sorry. I wesh I culd chamge it. I'm sorry.

As he wrote tears begun to stain the page. He blinked hard and kept writing.

Do not look for we. I want to be lfet alonee.

P.S. d'otm letl the oterhs I'm elive, I don't want ayn more prophicies.

-Percy

Percy started shaking violently. He ran back to Mr. Chase's house and set the letter down. He banged on the door then ran back and hid in the store. As he watched, he saw Mr. Chase walk out the door with a light in his eyes, hoping that it would be his daughter at the door. Percy realized that Mr. Chase would be like this for the rest of his life. Mr. Chase bent down pick up the note and as he read he began to frown and his lower lip quivered.

"You have a problem?"

Percy turned around and saw the cashier from earlier.

"No"

The cashier shook her head and went back to work.

(END FLASHBACK)


Percy then made the decision that he wouldn't go back. He wouldn't go back to camp or even New York. They all held painful memories of Annabeth. So he began walking, not knowing where he would end up, but making sure he would never have to go back.

(Somewhere in Tartarus)

"The giants have failed. Now I will arise out of the ashes off them. Of all of them. And I will wreak havoc on the world and watch it burn. It is time.


(A/N) Well here is the next chapter, not super exciting but very important. ALSO MAJORLY IMPORTANT! I will try to update every week on the weekends. I am busy a lot but that will be when i will try to update. No promises because i may have to miss a weekend sometimes. If you think i'm being unfair, ok, you can think that but that's when you should be able to find it.Again, thank you all SO MUCH for reading and reviewing. thank you to all of my followers. Also If you didn't know what the letter said here you go.

Dear Mr. Chase,

I am so sorry. I failed you all. I couldn't protect her. I could not save your daughter, and I am sorry. I wish I could change it. I'm sorry.

P.S. Don't tell the others I'm alive. I don't want any more prophecies.

Now, who is the bad guy? Also, VERY IMPORTANT, which movie should this take place after? The Avengers? Thor 2? Captain America 2? Let me know what you think! And last,

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