Percy Jackson Wanted

Just tired, nothing else. Okay maybe something else too.

Percy POV

I'm tired. Just sick and tired. Why does everything have to be against me?

First I get abused by my good-for-nothing ex step-father, Gabe Ugliano for the first years of my life. Also being constantly bullied at school and moving schools every year.

Then as that's ending I have to go on quests for years, losing too many people I care about, to defeat Kronos and fulfill the not-so-'great prophecy'.

After that finally dies down and everything's going back to normal again, my brain gets whiped and I'm sent to some strangers to go on another quest.

Then my girlfriend has to follow Athena's stupid mark and ends up getting hurt.

Then, Annabeth and I literally get thrown into stupid freakin tarter-sauce!

sorry, *cough cough* tartarus *cough cough*

And then my stupid bloody nose starts a freakin WAR!!

WHEN WILL IT END?! WHEN WILL THE FATES BE ENTERTAINED?! I DON'T KNOW!!

And then on top of all that, I'm wanted by the police. They think I'm a terrorist, again. This is the second time I have wanted posters everywhere. The second time I'm all the news would talk about.

I mean, doesn't the fates have something better to do?

Apparently not.

They could just go out and solve world hunger.

They could just go out and fix government injustices.

They could just go out and find homes for the homeless.

They could just go out and stop pollution from destroying the planet.

They could give me an infinite supply of blue cookies.

But do they?

Nooooooo!! They just have to find every single bad thing in the entire world and throw it at me.

They just have to torture me to the breaking point.

They just have to block off my only blue cookie source!!! Blasphemy I tell you! Blasphemy!!

So yeah. I'm not aloud to come home to my beautiful mother and her beautiful blue cookies. The police expect that. So they watch that area in case I try to come home. But I won't. They think I'm stupid enough to do that.

Of course they do.

You're a freak

Everyone think I'm stupid.

Fake

Everyone.

Worthless

Even my friends.

Coward

Even my girlfriend.

Stupid

What does Kelp Head mean? A brain full of kelp.

Idiot

What does Seaweed Brain mean? A brain made of seaweed.

Waste of space

And you ask what the hero of olympus is? Tired. Just tired.

Selfish

A mistake

Imperfect

Careless

Needy

Clingy

Impulsive

Obnoxious

Ugly

Dumb

Liar

Irresponsible

Indecisive

Lazy

Loud mouth

Stubborn

Unkempt

Hopeless

Lost cause

Why wouldn't the words stop floating around in my head? Jabbing me with painful thoughts.

It hurts.

I'm just tired. Tired... Yes, that's it. Just tired. Nothing else. Nothing is wrong.
I'm simply tir-

"Seaweed brain?" I thankfully was interupted from my thoughts by a girl's voice in the shadows.

I was hiding in an alleyway tonight. Not far from my home, but far enough that I wouldn't get caught unless someone already knew I was there. And that was only one person.

"Wise girl?" I asked already know it was Annabeth, "I'm over here."

It was dark but I could imagine her beautiful calculating grey eyes trying to pinpoint me.

I could feel her sit next to me and I relaxed when she lay her head on my shoulder.

"You know you could always come to camp. The mortals can't find you there." She whispered.

I sighed, "I just... can't. Don't ask my why because I really don't know."

"Alright Perce. Just don't go to far from camp, incase we need to find you."

"I won't, I don't know where to go though. I just want to go home. Estelle was just born and I can't even see her. Her big brother is a wanted criminal. How can I live with that?"

"I don't know Percy, I just don't know. It's not your fault."

"It feels like it is though."

"Don't say that, we'll get through this together." She promised. "As long as we're together, remember?"

"Yeah, look where that's gotten us so far." I said bitterly, but I regretted the words as soon as they came out.

The sun was rising and I could see Annabeth's eyes fill with tears as she looked down, "I can't pretend that I know why these types of things happen to us Percy. And I know you're hurting, but we just got to push through and it will be okay. Right?"

I didn't say anything and just kept looking forward. I just sighed. Annabeth looked up at me, the dawn light fully engulfing my face from Annabeth's view.

She gasped, "Oh Percy! You look terrible!"

"I'm just tired." I mumbled.

She shook her head, "Percy, the way you look right now scares me. You look like the way you did in the river Cocytus! Empty, broken." Her voice cracked. "Ready to give up."

"I'm just tired." I repeated.

"Tired of what? Living?"

"Annabeth, you are my life. How could I get tired of you?"

"Oh Percy, I wish I knew how to help you."

"You already are, Anni, you always are. I'm just tired, and maybe something else too."