Hey Guys! This is my first fanfic and I'm really excited to meet you all and write for you! Disclaimer: This IS my first fanfiction so please forgive any minor spelling errors. I appreciate criticism but please don't be mean!

DISCLAIMER: I'M NOT RICK! I DON'T OWN PJ OR HOO!

This is the second chapter! I'm also trying to write longer chapters so bear with me! :)

Agh my head hurts. I'm underwater? That's ok because I'm a son of Poseidon but waking up in the middle of the ocean is still pretty new to me. I see my dad walking over to me and all the memories start flooding in. Oh my gods, it wasn't a dream I really lost Annabeth. " Son, are you all right?" "I'm fine dad." I didn't want to look at my dad. I knew he knew what happened. But yet, he asks, " What happened? Please tell me, I came because I can sense when you are upset and angry. I have never felt anything like this from you Percy." So he doesn't know what happened. I sighed. " Dad, Annabe-" " POSEIDON, WILL YOU PLEASE COME TO COUNSEL WITH YOUR SON? I WILL NOT ASK YOU AGAIN." I looked at dad. " Son we were called to Olympus 10 minutes ago. Your uncle is getting a bit impatient." "Why does he want me?" " Some demigods have requested an audience with the council and have asked that you be there." I'm too broken to deal with any of this. I just want to die. I don't have a reason to live anyway. But the Gods always get their way. There's no use arguing. "Let's go get this over with."

My father and I arrive at Mt. Olympus. As usual, it's bustling with minor gods/goddesses, satyrs, nymphs, and other creatures. All I see is grey. I just want to get this over with and die. At least I'll be happy with Luke, Silena, Beckendorf, Bianca and the others. But of course, the stupid Gods have to ask something else from me. As if I have anything. We arrive at the throne room. I am approached by Hestia. I'm surprised as she never speaks during these counsels. " Percy Jackson, are you all right? I have never seen a demigod with such a sorrowful and broken aura. What happened child?" I stay silent, tears threatening to break my resolve. " Hestia, the council has started. We will question the boy after the other two get here." declares Zeus. Hestia nods and goes back to her hearth. I bow to all the Gods. " Excuse me, but why am I here exactly?" " A few demigods have something to say to you and we approved them " Zeus says with a slight nod. The door opens and I break again. It's Annabeth, with Andrew.

I want to disappear. Annabeth looks at me with a broken expression. Her hair is disheveled and her eyes are red and puffy. Yet, after everything she did to me, she's still the most beautiful girl in the world to me. She runs up to me. " Percy! I swear it's not what you thought it was! Please you have to believe me! I can't live without you." I look at her and turn away. I'm truly broken without her, but I can't forgive her. I know that. " THANK YOU FOR ATTENDING THIS COUNSEL" Everyone quiets down. " Know, as you all know, we promised we would give an audience for any of the seven hero's of Olympus or their demigod counterparts anytime they wished. So Mr. Andrew Myers, please speak now." " Thank you, Lord Zeus. I would like to have Percy Jackson stand trial." Everyone in the room gives him hard looks. " And why is that Mr. Myers?" " He cheated on Annabeth right in front of her!" I was writhing in anger that he even suggested such an idea, but on the other hand, it would be better if the gods just ended me right then and there. Everyone in the room gasped and looked at me with murderous looks in their eyes. Annabeth looked at Andrew in horror, but she didn't speak. Athena is the one who spoke. "Normally if anyone said something like that in regards to my daughter, the offender would be nothing more than a pile of ashes."She sighs, "But, Percy Jackson has proved himself to be the most trustworthy and loving man to my daughter. I am also aware that his fatal flaw is personal loyalty. I do not believe you, Mr. Myers." Everyone in the room nodded in agreement. She frowned at me, as I didn't even look up. Suddenly, the goddess Iris shows up in a burst of colors. "I am sorry to interrupt this counsel, but I owe Percy a favor and I will not see injustice brought to this boy." She casts a spell on the center of the hearth. And I break again. It's one hour before I catch Annabeth and that excuse for a brother. And Annabeth is standing there with silent tears streaming down her face, as she watches herself.