Let Them Think That

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AN: As many of you are well aware, this is one of Fanofthehunt's books. I do not claim that I own it. Nor am I Uncle Rick, meaning that I do not own PJO/HOO.

Since Fanofthehunt's account got deleted, I took the liberty, and the duty, of being the saviour of all the Pertemis fans. Which means that I carefully preserved, and will be republishing several, though not all, of her books.

Also, in case you didn't notice, I also managed to save her covers. BOOM!

So, read on, and welcome to Let Them Think That, by Fanofthehunt, TheSonofTartarus republished edition. On with it!

Third PoV

If you were to ask anyone about the love story of the Maiden Goddess Artemis and the Prophetic Hero Perseus Jackson, they would say it was quite silly.

They would say that they hated one another. They would say that it was one of those cases where opposites attract.

But they don't know what really happened.

This is a story of what really happened.

Percy PoV

I loved Annabeth. I really did. Something just fizzled out.

That spark of love that burned so strongly during our time at Camp Half-Blood just died out.

Don't get me wrong, Annabeth is beautiful, intelligent, and generally amazing.

I didn't have the guts to say anything.

Annabeth was the one that broke it off.

"Seaweed Brain," she had said. "I loved you so much, but things are just different now. You can be so spontaneous and unpredictable, and that's just a factor I can't deal with right now."

She took a deep breath. "I'm sorry Percy, but I'm breaking up with you. I hope we can still be friends."

I had smiled and hugged her and nodded and said that she would always be my friend.

But it still hurt.

Fast forward a few years, and I've been immortalized at the age of twenty.

I have godly powers and some of the most predictable domains; loyalty, swordsmanship; and morality.

But there was one more that shocked everyone; heartbreak.

The rest of The Seven and several others had been there to receive godly domains, and Annabeth covered her mouth in shock. So it had hurt when the girl I basically grew up and fell in love with simultaneously decided she didn't want me anymore.

Sue me.

Anyway, onto my life now.

Yes, I'm still a virgin.

I dated a couple of minor goddesses until I realized they just wanted to sleep with me or soak in the glory of being the girlfriend of a prophetic hero.

I'm not a hero. I'm a coward. I should have died with the real heroes. Save some lives at the cost of my own.

So many of my friends would still be alive today if I had done that.

I sighed, thumping down on a log near a pond.

Nature was somehow soothing, so I was in the forest very often.

I tried to live off the forest, not use my powers. Sort of disappear.

There was a rustling in the bushes, and out popped the largest elk I'd ever seen.