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I don't own any of Rick Riordan's works, PJO, HOO, or anything written by Uncle Rick. I live in Australia. I can't possibly be Rick Riordan. Enjoy!~
Percy Jackson had a secret.
He'd kept it well, nobody knew. Percy would prefer to keep it that way.
Percy had been to hell and back. He had journeyed through the depths of Tartarus, and had survived. People had always been awestruck when they heard. A hero, only sixteen years old, had survived hell?! A feat to be respected.
Percy had pretended to be okay. He joked, he smiled, he worked hard to keep everyone away from the dark side of his heart.
Only Annabeth knew what had happened during his horrible trip to hell. But she only knew half of the story.
Through her eyes he was a hurt, broken demigod that lost control.
Through her eyes, he had nearly killed the goddess of Misery using just his will.
Through her eyes, he had just slipped, and he got back up.
Through her eyes, everything was okay now.
Right?
Ha. Yeah, sure.
She had gotten the first part right, Percy Jackson was was a hurt, broken demigod.
But he hadn't lost control.
Percy Jackson had nearly killed the goddess of Misery using just his will. He had controlled her poison so it would slowly overwhelm her, to the breaking point. He had controlled her blood so it would slowly drain away, to no return. He had nearly killed her.
He had nearly lost himself. Oh wait, scratch that. He did.
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Fanfiction"He had nearly lost himself. Oh wait, scratch that. He did. " Percy was changing, from the inside out. Percy had a secret, one he would never tell. Percy was a monster, nobody could deny it. HE WAS A MONSTER.
