Summary: He didn't want it to happen, it just did. Everything that meant something to him just left. Vanished. Disappeared. He threw everything meaningful aside. He ignored society, the community and his 'so-called-friends'. He ruined his own life, built up a mask to protect himself, to protect others. But he wasn't happy. Not at all.

DISCLAIMER: DO NOT OWN THE PERCY JACKSON AND/OR THE HEROES OF OLYMPUS CHARACTERS. I REPEAT! DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON OR THE HEROES OF OLYMPUS CHARACTERS! ALL THE CREDIT GOES TO RICK RIORDAN.

Harsh Words

He Who Resisted

The following day, Percy woke up with a massive headache and he didn't know why, but he immediately got up and took some aspirin then got ready and changed. It was 6 AM and Paul would have left for work already however when Percy got downstairs, he heard voices.

"Percy's back so there's no need to call the police." That was Paul's voice, sounding very tired.

"Let me go and check if he's alright—" The voice said in a masculine tone.

"No, it's okay." Paul replied sternly.

Percy poked his head out and saw that Paul was talking to a man in a trench coat. Knowing the 21st century, it looked kind of eerie. Percy wanted to run down the stairs and close it but the man was looking for him so he didn't dare.

"Now, can you please leave?" Paul asked – more like forced.

He closed the door before the man could even reply and sighed. Percy then made his appearance and stared down at his foster father. Paul saw him and looked back up with his kind brown eyes that bore with stress. Grey hairs sparked up from his skull and he was still in his sleeping gown.

"Percy, good morning." Paul said with a smile.

It was that smile that always got to Percy, the one that made his stomach ache and his heart filled with guilt. He was the one that made Paul become so worried and he knew he should have called or left a text to tell the man who took him in where he was and when he was coming back.

"Paul…" Percy started but Paul raised his hand.

"No, it's okay. I got a phone call today from a very, very wealthy family." Paul looked impressed. "I didn't know you were such a hero, Percy."

With that, Paul went into the kitchen to make breakfast, leaving Percy speechless. Did Bianca call his dad? Did she sugar coat whatever she said because Paul was seeing him a different light? This whole new vibe made him very uncomfortable. Percy quickly followed after to find that Paul had already made them waffles. He stood in awe of the outcome and the lovely smell.

"Hurry up and eat, son. School starts soon." Paul said, smiling.

Yep, Percy did not like this at all. He just gave Paul a mean look and sat down, stuffing the waffles down his throat though savouring it. Once he finished eating, he got his stuff and left the house, muttering curses about not liking the change in atmosphere of the house.

~O.O~

Thank god the school didn't change. People were still scared of him, freshmen kept running away and people were still spreading rumours about how horrible he was. He even heard a few new rumours about reasons why Percy didn't go to school yesterday. Apparently he was too caught up beating a gang up that he didn't bother going to school. Others said that he became the gang leader and such. What he did yesterday was thankfully a secret kept by him and the Di Angelo family. Percy would have smiled until he met with a familiar face.

"Well, if it isn't Percy Blofis." Luke sniggered, saying the name as if it taunt Percy.

Of course everyone knew that Percy hated the name Blofis and would punch anyone's eye out if they used his birth name so they just called him Percy. But Luke was different. Luke wanted to piss him off to drive more attention to the blonde boy, which he got.

"What do you want, asshole?" Percy spat.

"Calm down. We're all friends here." Luke obviously didn't mean what he just said.

Percy scoffed and took a step forward, looking Luke in the eyes. "Since when?"

With a shove, Percy was pushed back, shocked at Luke's sudden confidence. This was not like the scared boy that Percy knew over the year. Luke used to get frightened, ever since Percy beat him up last summer. What happened yesterday to make Luke so much more confident?

"Just listen here, Jackson, you follow under my rules." Luke said.

Percy then straightened his back and narrowed his eyes into Luke's blue ones with the same striking dominance.

"Oh yeah, and what if I don't? You want me to show everyone who's the strongest again? You want to be embarrassed?"

In a flash, Percy was shoved up against a locker, but not by Luke. Ethan, the smaller and wimpier boy, was now strong and able to make even Percy tremble. His emotionless eyes filled with fire was engulfed with anger. His grip on Percy's collar shirt seemed to tighten and his breathing was becoming quick.

"Embarrass Luke and I'll crack that neck of yours." Ethan whispered in a growl.

But Percy didn't let that threat get to him. With his fist, he whacked Ethan's face, making the boy slam his skull against the locker and leaving a dent. It was a shame for the kid who had that locker. Usually Ethan would have apologised or fainted but he unexpectedly came back for a swing of the action. This time, Percy was prepared and dodged the hit, kneeing Ethan in the stomach. The boy groaned in pain but Percy still received a punch.

Luke had somehow in between joined the fight, swinging a punch at Percy's jaw. In return, Percy elbowed him in the cheekbone, kicking Ethan's face, who was crawling on the floor. The fight became hellish as Luke's cronies joined in, kicking and punching Percy in every possible place. Soon, Percy was beginning to lose and fall but he kept his ground. He had knocked out the surprisingly strong Ethan and two other boys, leaving Luke and another kid standing – Chris Rodriguez.

By the time the teachers came and pulled them away, Percy gained a black eye with bruises on all limbs and cheeks. Blood was streaming down from his broken nose and bleeding gums. Luke and the other kids were much worse, though.

Inside, Percy did feel guilty for hurting them but he was proud of himself. He fended himself off of five guys, ones considered to be the next scariest people in the whole school. The proudness faded when he was faced with Paul and Mr. D in the head teacher's office.

"Percy, take a seat." Mr. D said with a growl.

Obeying the head teacher, he sat down and bit his lip. Percy knew he was in big trouble, which didn't bother him much but it was rare for Mr. D to bring Paul in. Was the fight really bad? Percy didn't know, he just looked at the head teacher, holding an ice bag to his face.

"Now, recording all your…delinquent behaviour from last year to the start of this year, I should have expelled you long ago. However, your father had convinced me not to for many of them. Tell me, Percy, do you want to be expelled?" Mr. D asked.

Percy bit his lip. He's been to many schools before and all of them were the same old and boring. This was the only school that had decent teachers or fun people or scared people. He's built up a reputation for himself last year and that took long. Of course he wouldn't want to leave!

Percy wanted to say yes but he only nodded. He now knew how scary grownups were and that it was hard for kids like him to talk down on them. They built up this superior atmosphere and everything they say would go their way.

"Well, I'm giving you one more chance, Percy. If you are to even argue with a teacher or student, you might as well say goodbye to this school."

With that, Mr. D shooed us out. The waiting room outside had only two people: Luke and Ethan. Percy tried to smirk at his accomplishment but winced at the pain. Paul was standing next to him, sighing and shaking his head. He hadn't said a word, which was not something Paul would do. This meant he was disappointed, especially after the good morning.

"Get to your lesson, Percy." He said before leaving for the staff room.

Percy nodded but he didn't leave until he got to say one more word to Luke and Ethan.

"You shouldn't have messed with me. You know you can't win in a fight against me." Percy said, letting out a small laugh before walking.

~O.O~

The first lesson was History and the teacher was called Mr. Sue, which was kind of ironic because all he talked about was that lawyers shouldn't exist. No one's going to be saving him when he wants to sue.

The topic the top class was learning was on the Cold War; Percy knew nothing of the past. He didn't even know when the first world war started! Mr. Sue was now walking around with a small notebook, which he probably wrote in to plan out the lessons, in hand talking about the war between the Soviet Union and the US.

It was a boring lesson and Percy was about to fall asleep until he caught Annabeth staring at him. It wasn't really a stare, more like a glare and it was one vicious one too. They hadn't really talked about what happened the day of the "fire". They had an argument and as far as Percy's known, he won it. Annabeth knew that too, judging from her facial expression to his drowsy stare.

"…and although this might be late, you are all to do an assignment! It will be due next week. This is more like a homework and because I only have classes with you twice a week, I expect you and your partner to work after school and on the weekend." Mr. Sue informed.

This earned a lot of groaning. Percy didn't like the idea too. He would probably have to work and partner up with a shitty person.

"Now, I'll be picking your partner in alphabetically order." Mr. Sue said slowly, which earned more groans.

"Percy Blofis and Annabeth Chase." Was the first thing he said.

Percy rose to his feet, furious. "I. Am. Not. A. Blofis!"

"However, on the school system, your surname is Blofis and I'm sorry Percy but you're going to have to deal with it. You should be thankful too. Annabeth is at the top of her classes and judging by your previous grades, she'll help you." Mr. Sue was very stern about this.

What he said had shut Percy up. However, it did not shut Annabeth up. She had risen her hand in a sensible and polite way but was rejected.

"I will not be taking questions on partners. Whomever is chosen will be your partner. No excuses."

Then, Mr. Sue carried on listing the partners and when he finished, he began to discuss the assignment.

"You and your partner must create some kind of artistic piece on the Cold War. Whether it be the battlefield or the political view, it is up to you. You may write a poem, a story, perform your piece or create a picture or poster. All your work will be presented today next week." Mr. Sue then looked down at his watch. "You have 45 minutes of this lesson to research and plan."

After he said that, almost every stood up and rushed to their partners to discuss of the work. Percy and Annabeth remained in their seats. Percy wasn't going to work with Annabeth. It was a bunch of crap and he didn't care if he got a bad grade on it.

Annabeth was the one to make a move. She dragged her table in next to his and sat down, bringing up a notebook full of information on the Cold War. It was colour coordinated with specific words highlighted in yellow or blue. She must have paid attention in class because Percy skimmed over everything and she covered at least 90% of what the Cold War was.

"You don't like me and I don't like you but I am not going to fail this class because of something trivial such as our loathe for each other." Annabeth said and when Percy didn't respond, she slapped him upside the head. "For the love of god, Percy! At least try!"

Though Percy didn't know; whether to resist the temptation to help or to help.

I am awfully sorry to have be on hiatus for 19+ days! I have no excuses but I will try to get in another chapter for this month!

There will be a lot of violence in the coming chapters and yes, our main character with face tough decisions but not to worry! I will bring up more and more fluffiness for ships!

Which do you like so far?

Percy x Annabeth

Percy x Bianca

Percy x Calypso

Percy x Nico

I'd love to know your views and thoughts on what my fanfiction is like so far!

Hope you've enjoyed this chapter!

Think Stupid (~.~)