I hated my life. Annabeth left me, my friends left me, and my dad despises me. Andrew was my brother, and he lied and got me into trouble for no reason. Chiron was the only one who believed me.
One morning I woke up extra early. I convinced Chiron that I had to get out of the camp. He immediately understood my pain and suffering and he let me go, but as I ran away I saw tears running down his cheek, knowing that he was about to see the one he loved as a son one last time for a long time. I ran to my mom's small New York apartment to tell her what had happened but I was too late. She and Paul laid on the floor lifeless. I broke down, I tried to ask for my mom back, but I knew she wouldn't. I vapor traveled to England. I don't know why but it just felt right.
I wandered trough the streets of London until a bus stopped in front of me. I immediately dove in my pocket for Riptide, but then someone asked " Where do you want to go mate?" The first placed that popped into my mind was the Leaky Cauldron. I said what I thought out loud but I swear I didn't. I got so confused but I went with it.
All rites go to J.K Rowling and Rick Riordan
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FanfictionPercy felt betrayed, hated, lonely, and forgotten. It all started a normal day until Andrew came. Andrew stole Annabeth and all his friends. Percy left without a trace of were he will go. Will he find new friends and family. Percy Jackson...
