The year was 2012. Percy stood on his knees in the middle of the Olympian throne room, hands tied tightly behind his back, tuning out the world. Who would've thought that Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, Two Time Savior of Olympus, would be accused of a crime he had never done? Certainly not him, but everyone else believed it. What was his crime? That's a funny story. A new camper named Daniel Barnett, a son of Apollo, spread lies about Percy Jackson working with the enemy.

Complete BS.

One by one, his friends started to leave him, beginning with the new campers. They believed Daniel right away.

"Don't worry," Annabeth had told him. "You still have us."

But the 'us' was gone sooner than expected. Jason was first, then Piper, then Leo, then Frank, then Hazel, and finally Annabeth.

After their betrayal and Annabeth's unfaithfulness, Percy mostly kept to himself, staying in his cabin most of the time, hardly eating at all. He figured he'd go live with his mom and Paul; it was always an option to him.

The news reached the gods, and they believed that Percy Jackson, Savior of Olympus, and bearer of a million other titles, had betrayed them. They ordered him to be brought to Olympus to be executed.

So here he was in the throne room, completely engulfed in his thoughts. Who cared anyway? He didn't care if he died. He'd see everyone in Elysium. He didn't have anything to live for. Well, he had his mom…and his uncle, but he doesn't talk about him.

He looked up when someone cleared his throat.

Zeus was looking at him expectantly "well?" he spoke, clearly irritated.

"I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention. Can you repeat that?" Percy asked in total seriousness.

Zeus growled but said… "you have been sentenced to death for your treason. Anything to say?"

"No, go ahead, kill me, smite me with your master bolt for all I care. I'm fine as long as I'm off Olympus."

"Before we do that," Zeus smirked evilly. "Poseidon disown your son."

Now that Percy wasn't expecting at all, like that wasn't even in his mind. Percy watched as his father nodded and spoke.

"I, Lord Poseidon, God of the Sea, hereby declare on the River Styx that I disown Perseus Jackson as my son. He shall have no contact what-so-ever."

Thunder boomed. The oath was sealed. Percy felt tears sting his eyes but refused to show weakness right now."

"Right," Zeus spoke cheerfully. "That said and done, you are to die for your treason."

He raised his master bolt, pointed it at Percy, and fired. Percy expected death closed his eyes, and braced himself for the impact, but it never came. He looked up to find the throne room frozen and Hades looming over him.

"Come on; we don't have much time; the effects will wear off soon," Hades exclaimed hurriedly.

"Why are you helping me?" Percy questioned incredulously.

"Because I know you didn't do it," he stated simply. "Now go, get away from here. They will think you're dead. Run"

Hades pushed him towards the elevator and bid him fair well, then returned to the throne room.

"Percy was so shell shocked on the way done it took him the entire elevator ride, which was like ten minutes, to regain his senses. He stepped out onto the sidewalk outside the Empire State Building and hailed a cab.

"Where to?" the driver asked.

"156 17th avenue, it's on the corner of 41st street and 42nd street, the apartments."

"Okay"

The ride passed in silence; Percy looked out of the window to see the City That Never Sleeps in its fullest. He arrived at his destination a short while later.

"That'll be $15," the driver stated, checking the monitor.

"Sure thing," Percy replied, taking out a 20 "keep the change."

"Thank you, sir" the driver smiled. Percy just nodded his head and stepped out.

Percy entered the building and went over to the clerk at the desk. "hi, I'm Sally Jackson's son, you know the lady who lives on floor 3. I was wondering if I could have access to my apartment." He said casually.

The clerk looked up at him and smiled "sure thing," she spoke. "What number apartment is it?"

"304," he replied

"Okay here," she said, handing him a key. "Send regards to your mom."

"Will do," he replied, smiling.

Percy climbed the stairs to his mom's apartment. He took a deep breath and knocked. It wasn't the first time he saw his mom after the war. He was just nervous.

"Paul, honey can you get that?" he heard his mom say.

"Yeah, give me a minute," he replied

He heard footsteps and the chain being unlinked; the door opened slightly, then all the way. Paul stood there with a surprised smile on his face.

"Sally! You might wanna come see this"

Sally walked into view and ran, pushing Paul out of the way, engulfing Percy in a massive bear hug.

"OH. MY. GODS! MY BABY IS BACK!" Sally screams, tears running down her face.

"Yeah, mom, I'm back."

"Come in, come in. I have cookies in the oven."

Percy smiled through the tears coating his eyes. "COOKIES," he breathed.

Sally chuckled and ran to get the cookies on a plate. Paul and Percy shook hands. Sally came back a short while later and handed Percy a plate of blue cookies.

"What's going on?" questioned his mom

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"something is obviously wrong."

That was Sally Jackson always knowing when something is bothering her son. Percy broke down and told her everything. From Annabeth's and the camps' betrayal to his execution and Hades' help. Sally listened, horrified. He walked over to his spot on the couch and gave him a huge hug.

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Two Months Later

"Percy, me, and Paul are going out for a bit. Can you manage by yourself?" Sally screamed from the door

"Yeah, I'll be fine, Have fun!" He responded

Sally and Paul left to do who knows what, and Percy went to his dresser and pulled out his Xbox controller. He went into the living room and turned on the screen. He flopped on the couch and selected a game, Assassins Creed IV Black Flag. He played for about an hour until he was interrupted by the doorbell ringing. He stalked cautiously to the door, unlocked the chain, and opened it to find… Two grim-faced police officers standing there: one tall and blond the other short and brunette.

"Can I help you, gentlemen?" Percy asked politely

"Is this the home of Mr. and Mrs. Blofis?"

"Yes. Is something wrong?"

"What is your relation to them?"

"They're my parents."

The two policemen looked at each other "Well I'm sorry to inform you, but there was an accident. They didn't make it."

Percy felt his world shatter. The only people who stayed by him were gone for good.

"Thank you for informing me," Percy managed to croak out.

"Will you be okay?" the blond asked him. Percy was surprised they didn't ask him his age and send him off to a children's home until he turned eighteen. But he looked older than he is.

"I'll figure something out," he said through tears. "Thank you. Have a good day."

"We are very sorry for your loss," they simply said before turning away and walking towards the elevator.

Percy closed the door and sunk to his knees. His mother, the one who helped him through everything, the one who always had faith in him, the one who stood by him…Gone forever.

Percy stayed in that position for some time before going into his mom's room and opening up the safe that was there, taking some cash. He packed a small knapsack with clothes. Then he walked out of his apartment, out of the building onto the busy streets of Manhattan. he found the nearest Apple Store and bought a teal iPhone 11 pro and asked the clerk to help him set it up, and walked back onto the busy streets. He felt safer with a mobile.

Since he was disowned, he lost his demigod sent, so monsters won't smell him if he used the phone. He dialed a number by heart even though it has been years since he talked to the person. The phone rang for about thirty seconds before someone picked up.

"Hello?" the voice at the other end questioned.

"Hey T, it's Percy. I was wondering if I can spend the night. Something came up."