Peace.
A rare thing for any half-blood to experience.
There was always a fight. There was always a prank. There was always an accident. There was always an explosion. And there was always a monster attack.
But there was never peace.
After the Second Giant War, the half-bloods truly believed that a reign of peace would happen. They believed that there would be no more fights, or anything else. Just peace.
Oh, how wrong they were.
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The Siren's Lies
FanfictionWhen Annabeth stumbles upon a notebook in Percy's cabin, she has a bad feeling, but the terrible urge to open it... (I have put this as completed, so I can work on a new version of this that will be an actual story. This is just a simple idea of wha...
