A/N: Sup guys, first off I would like to say thank you for all the great reviews, and Merry Christmas, hope you all got what you wanted and remember Christmas is not just about receiving but giving as well. Also do read the A/N at the bottom cause I don't want to delay this story any further.

The Legend of the Banished Hero, Chapter 3

Unknown P.O.V

The first 2 millennia was absolute pain and suffering. I could never escape. I was pinned and chained to a wall for the first 2 millennia. Tortured by the monster's I had ruthlessly killed, and certainly not forgetting the Titans either. Although I have nothing to show for the physical torture, apart from words on my chest, that they said would never be healed. Instead they mentally tortured me. Whispering things such as 'they never loved you' or 'think about how much fun they are all having, without you'.

For those 2 millennia, I suffered greatly. But I was also gaining in power. I had so much power by the end of the 2 millennia, that I could bring violent earthquakes to Olympus, no doubt scaring the shit out of them. They probably thought some Titan was rising again. Idiots. It was just me harmless, little old Percy. Yes that's right Percy, I'm Percy Jackson, saviour of Olympus, and quite possibly destroyer of Olympus as well. You are probably wondering how I am alive right? Well I became immortal unwillingly, they did it whilst I was unconscious, but thankfully they could only turn me into a half immortal because my power would alert the gods.

Well anyways, for the next 3 millennia I grew up. I learned that every demigod had the powers of every Olympian. Probably because we're all related in some way shape or form. But I focused on the powers of the big three, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades. Along with Hestia of course. I trained and trained with multiple Titans, improving everything my speed, agility and combat skills with all weapons. I soon became a master, I could best a Titan without breaking a sweat. I could move as fast as the fastest cheetah, as agile as a flying eagle and as fearsome as a lion. Occasionally I would let loose storms and earthquakes just to scare them. I even became feared in the pit. Monsters would avoid me as I came close. I soon didn't have to defend myself, instead I had to hunt them. However I did cover my face, so they didn't know who I was, all they knew was that I hunted, killed and was, seemingly, a ghost. They didn't know where I was, at any given point. Most likely because I learnt how to conceal my scent. Thus they gave me a new name, a name I would come to be known as. I was the Phantom Spartan, and, I have escaped my prison.

Zeus P.O.V

We were in the middle of a council meeting, when Hades spoke up. Yes he's part of the Olympians and so is Hestia. Don't ask me how, because I can't remember.

''Brother, I just heard that an immensely powerful being has escaped Tartarus.'' Stated Hades. Immediately there were shouts of protest saying 'it can't be possible' or 'is it Kronos' and 'is it the Phantom Spartan'.

''SILENCE!'' I shouted ''Now Artemis, you shall take your hunters with you and track down this being, and have him brought to Olympus.''

''Yes Father, I shall go now.'' Artemis then quickly flashed out to warn her hunters.

''Dionysus, Ares and Athena, you will go to camp half-blood and camp Jupiter to alert them of the threat. But before you do that the rest of us will go to both camps and announce this grave news.'' We then all flashed to camp half-blood. When we got there I got a mental message from Hades.

''Didn't want to tell this in front of the entire council, but it was the Phantom Spartan.'' With that the voice receded. Now of course we knew about this 'Phantom Spartan' because all the monsters said the same thing when we caught them. They were babbling on about some fearsome warrior called the 'Phantom Spartan' as they liked to call him. They pleaded to have us not throw them into Tartarus, for fear he would kill them many times over. They even said he was feared and respected by the Titans.

We then called a meeting in the amphitheatre at camp half-blood and we watched as many campers came in silently, knowing this must be bad since they hadn't had a meeting with the gods since the Giant war.

''Campers, it has come to our attention that a being has escaped Tartarus. More specifically the Phantom Spartan.'' Gasps could be heard from all of them, of course the heard about him. Leave it up to Hermes children to eavesdrop on us.

''Yes and this is why we have come. We have come to tell you that we are ordering a full defensive perimeter around camp half-blood and possibly joined with the romans as well.'' With that they all started to move into gear and get what they needed, this is what they were trained for after all.

I turned towards the gods and said ''Well I think we should join the two camps together once again.'' With that we flashed to tell the romans about this and teaming up with the Greeks.

Percy's P.O.V

It's been 3 days since my escape from Tartarus. No doubt the gods knew and informed the camps. They probably joined together and created a full defensive measure. Damn monsters blabbering about me as they escaped. This is how they knew. Fortunately for me they didn't know what I looked like and who I was. They are in for a surprise.

I stopped when I felt a presence to my right. It was definitely godly accompanied by multiple half immortals. The hunters of Artemis. I quickly hid my presence and hid whilst the hunters came into view…

A/N: Hey guys please be sure to review. Also I am looking for a Betareader. If you are interested In becoming one please PM me and I'll look into it. And expa it's coming next chapter. Ryanhehe11 signing off