Percy Potter

Chapter One

I'm sorry, but this story is now abandoned as of Chapter 28. Depending on what I think, I may post the small portion of Chapter 29 that I have written already. I appreciate all the love I've gotten for this story, but I feel no drive to continue it. There are a lot of twists I added that I don't like, and I'd have to start the story over. Ciao.

I laid down, silently crying in my cabin. No one was anywhere near me, so I could be as loud as I wanted, but I couldn't. It would disturb all of their memories. I let everyone down. We couldn't kill Gaea in time. Nico couldn't travel as far a distance, in as short a time. The Romans and Greeks were too bloodthirsty. Even the gods weren't skilled enough. Everything was my fault. If only I didn't have a nose bleed. A stupid nose bleed! Jason, Thalia, Frank, Hazel, Nico, Leo, Piper, Reyna, Katie, Connor, Travis, Malcolm, Clarisse, Drew, Dakota, Will.....

~Time Skip Because Percy Knows All The Names And I Don't~

Rachel, Phoebe, and.... Annabeth were dead. With every name, my tears came harder, faster, and saltier. By the end of my thoughts, I was so physically tired that my glamour came off as I drifted to sleep.

~Dream~

I laid in a crib, next to a boy that looked exactly like me. We were giggling at each other and playing with each other's hair. Our parents were below us eating their dinner. I heard the door burst open and a scream. My mother's scream. We both reared up at the sound, and I hugged my twin closer, on instinct. He calmed down slightly and I smiled lightly at him, worry clear in my baby eyes. Our nursery room door was quickly opened and then shut, and we noticed our mother in a frantic state as she took out a stick. Her green eyes were distressed as she cried, unable to cast the spell she wanted to. Again, the door was slammed open, and in walked a disgusting creature. At the sight, we both started whimpering. "Yes. Cry for me little children, as it will be that last thing you ever do." Mother's eyes burned with hatred as she heard these words, and I urged Harry to stop crying. We both stared defiantly at the menace by our door. Our mother's eyes shown with pride. "Never forget that you are Potters, my dear sons. Carry your names with pride. Momma loves you both, no matter what." Evil cackling came from the thing's mouth. "So heart warming. A mother's last words to her children. But I'm afraid that the party ends now. Avada Kedavra!" A green light flew at our mother, and she slumped over our crib, lifeless. I looked into her eyes, and saw nothing. I once more looked at Voldemort, trying to calm a, now frantic, Harry. I saw a slight disturbance in the air around us, and completely turned my back to him. I looked into Harry's eyes, giving him reassurance through the twin link. Mother gave her life to put a shield around us, Hazza. We must not make that sacrifice in vain. This will hurt, but we will survive. Be strong brother, Mother loves us, Father loves us, and I love you. We all back you, so calm yourself and let us face our destiny, together. I saw him nod, almost imperceptibly. Yes, I love you too Perce. We will face our destiny like our father does, like men. And stop calling me Hazza! We both giggled slightly, then turned to Voldemort and stared him down. "Such a pity, she died so fast. Well, you will now be joining her. Avada Kedavra!" We both felt a searing pain on our foreheads, and I barely saw the green light being reflected back to him before we both fell into unconsciousness.

~Dream Over~

I woke up with tears in my eyes once again. First, I lose everyone in my new life, then I have a dream about my lost twin. The fates are too cruel! I looked at the clock and remembered what was happening today. Then I looked at the clock again. Schist! I'm almost going to be late! I quickly pulled some clothes on, forgetting about my lost twin, and dead friends for only a few moments. I ran to the bathroom and did my morning routine faster, but still not looking in the mirror. I ran outside, and to the stables. I saw Blackjack talking to another Pegasus, and I called out to him. "Hey Blackjack!" He whinnied at his name and looked over at me as I was jogging up. Hey Boss, what's up? I looked at him apologetically. "I need a lift to Olympus, could you take me?" Sure Boss. Hop on. See you later Butterscotch. We got into the air, and after I promised to get him donuts later, I asked him once more. "What did I tell you about calling me Boss, Blackjack?" You said to call you Percy, Boss. I humphed. "Whatever dude...." We sat (or flew) in silence until we finally made it to Olympus. We landed in a garden not far from the throne room. I looked at my watch and nearly gasped. I only had forty-five seconds until I was late. I gathered all of my will power, and used the water in the air to propel me (along with a little speed spell) and I ran as fast as I could toward my appointed destination. I ran out of the garden. 40 seconds. I ran past empty mall stalls. 25 seconds. I ran toward the main palace. 15 seconds. I ran through the halls. 10 seconds. I slid through the doors. 5 seconds. The doors closed and all of the gods/immortals stared at me in question. 0 seconds. I sighed in relief and nearly slumped to the floor. I looked up and noticed everyone looking at me. I gave a fake smile. "I was almost late." I then walked up, bowed to my father, and then to Zeus. "You requested my attendance?" I asked bitterly. Everyone should be here with me. Annabeth should be here with me. "Yes. We have gathered here today to honor the Savior of Olympus, Perseus Jackson-" I winced when he called me by my fake last name, but I played it off as the first. "It's just Percy." Zeus looked at me in exasperation and a little anger. "Yes, well, Percy Jackson, and we want to ask all of you...... Will you accept the act of making Percy here, the Champion of Olympus?" Several gasps rose in the air, and people started whispering amongst themselves. No, I don't want this. "Silence! I hear your whispers of doubt, and let me reassure you. This demigod has proven, if anything, that he is the best for this position. Must I delve any deeper than to say that he has won us these last two wars, the Second Titan War and the Second Giant War? If you agree with this preposition, sit down." I didn't want this. If Harry is still alive... No, he has to be alive. I can't leave Harry. He has already lost me once, and our parents forever. I couldn't do it to him. I looked around, only to see every god/immortal sitting down in their mini thrones. Zeus looked to me. "Do you agree to this, Percy?" They were giving me a choice. My broken sea green eyes widened slightly. "I must humbly decline, Lord Zeus." I said, hoping for the best. His face flamed red. "What?! Perseus, we have granted you immortality, you refused. We granted you godhood, you refused. Now, we offer you a place to be the first in history, and you refuse once more? What are you playing at?" I look at Zeus and show my emotions in my eyes. "I cannot leave the one person I have left, all alone. We both have lost everything, and if I were to leave too, they would finally break. I also want to die so that I may rejoin with my Wise Girl in the Underworld. What do you not understand about that, Lord Zeus?" By now, almost everyone was looking at me in pity. Athena, ever curious, asked one question that could destroy everything. "Who? Your parents are dead, and all of the demigods are too. Who could you have relations too?" I could sense the guilt and sadness from her statement when she said all of the demigods are dead, but I let it slide. I though quickly. If I revealed who they were, Zeus most likely wouldn't let us meet, and that would be the same as dying. I shook my head. "Harry. His name is Harry." I let a small tear fall at the thought of my lost twin. I swear I heard a gasp, but it must have been a trick of my ears. There was a tense silence for a few minutes, and I grew confused. I felt a prickle on my skin, that would have hurt much, much more if I hadn't been tormented by Tartarus. I just burrowed my eyebrows in confusion and thought of why all of the gods/immortals were silent, forgetting about the pain. Again, the prickling came back, and it surroundes my entire being. All of a sudden it dawned on me what they were doing. I looked at them all, them looking at me in pity. I yelled in fury and began to fight the curse being put upon me. I laid in the ground, splayed in an eagle's position. I clawed in with three fingers and pushed out, it don't work. I did it several times and it never worked. I grew frustrated and screamed insults at the gods, at my father, at Zeus, at all of the immortals. I scratched at my chest, hoping to end my pain quickly. My eyes widened and I took out Riptide. As if sensing what I was about to do, it vanished from my hands, reappearing in Ares'. I roared at him, at them all, and scratched at myself with renewed vigor. I ignored both pains, and began with trying to claw into my chest with my calloused hands. I clawed deeper, and deeper, and I saw my blood evaporating, and being replaced with golden ichor. My wounds started slowly healing, and I grew frantic. I clawed harder and deeper, until I finally reached my heart, but just as I was about to pierce it, the ceremony completed itself. My wound closed, and out of self preservation alone, was I barely able to pull my hand out in time. When I saw all of my self-convicted wounds close, I grew shocked. I looked at the gods who had not made a sound, and then started to cry. I could no longer see Annabeth in the Underworld. I wouldn't be able to see everyone, even my adoptive parents. I also would never be able to live out my life with Harry. I was separated from my twin even more so than now. I cried so hard that they quickly became wholehearted sobbing. My father came up to hug me, but I snarled at him admits my tears. He stopped, and then slowly approached once more. I let him, needing a shoulder to lean on. He enveloped me in a hug, and I grasped at his back. My tears soaked his shirt, but he didn't seem to mind. He rubbed my back and whispered soothing words in my ear, making my crying even harder. I needed to let myself cry just once. I let all my emotions break free. I felt a dam break, which I assumed was my emotionally barrier, but I didn't know that I was so complete and utterly wrong.