After a battle gone wrong, Percy Jackson is pulled into an ancient rift in time and space by a god's interference. He awakens on the familiar-yet-unfamiliar shores of Ithaca, injured, confused, and very much out of place. There, he is discovered by Telemachus, the son of Odysseus - a boy grappling with the weight of his absent father's legend and the ghosts of war. What begins as a rescue becomes a journey of discovery, as Percy's presence threatens to change the course of a story written in stone.

When Percy realizes that the demigods could absolutely DEVOUR the competition at mortal karate tournaments, him and a few close friends end up in The Valley, home to the famous Karate Kid. But Daniel La Russo isn't the only former karate champion who calls The Valley home, and the man made a lot of enemies in his days, including Terry Silver, the current owner of Cobra Kai. Do the demigods befriend the right people? Or do they end up joining the karate war themselves? --- Spoilers for Cobrai Kai/The Karate Kid and PJO I do not own either franchises (sadly) Trigger warning for blood and fighting

Talia is Percy Jackson's biological mother, born out of a one night stand she sent Percy to live with one of her lovers (Poseidon) lover, Sally Jackson. After the giant war, wracked with grief he finds his adoptive mother, stepfather ,and unborn sister dead. Before Poseidon could find out the police had detained Percy and had navigated his only listed family. Damian Wayne. his half-brother. in which requires them to navigate his guardian, Bruce Wayne. first fanfic kind of nervous lol Current word count: 22390

An eon has passed. The seven have all suffered. But one person has taken the brunt of the gods' fall... Perseus Achilles Jackson. The greatest hero that the demigod world has ever known. *** After the famed Giant War, a plague struck the Greek realms. Sickness devoured the dryads, water nymphs, fauns and satyrs both too. It had been Gaea's dying curse upon them all. Rebellions scattered over in the camps. The gods did nothing. But it got worse when the demigods started to fall. One by one. The infirmaries were more and more crowded by each day. Finally, the gods relented and listened to the voice egging them. Gaea. The cause of the war, the losses, the plague and mostly, the deaths. They couldn't bear to see their mortal children in pain, and didn't want the Greeks to all die out. And the Romans as well. And so they visited the Oracle, dear Rachel, and conferred with Apollo. A decision was made. It was voted on, some reluctantly, some forced, some doing it raging, some gleeful, some not surprised by the choice, some weeping... A hero, specifically one of the Seven, would be sacrificed to satisfy Gaea's lasting curse. They would be sent into Tartarus and would only be able to break the curse and their fate by escaping. Percy Jackson offered himself up in steed, knowing it would be either him or his beautiful love, Annabeth Chase, or at last resort- Nico Di Angelo. His friends, family and the entire Camp Half-Blood plus some Romans, were devestated. *** But what truly happened? For the powerful hero is not yet dead, simply lost to the world above. The world who chose to yet again, use him. And now he is coming back. Coming back, more powerful than ever... But still loyal- Only to his true friends and family. *** Cover does not belong to me BTW.

He seemed fine. Then again, everyone does. Until they're not. What is the great Percy Jackson hiding? And how far will he go to stop the never-ending voices? Warning: this story talks about suicide. May also contain foul language. if you or someone you know is considering suicide, please call this number: 1-800-273-8255

Two months have passed since the second Giant war with Gaea and Percy finally thinks of returning home to Gotham since running away at the age of twelve. As the great prophecy can't no longer harm them nor could the second one, Percy decides to head home to Wayne Manor and finally break the news of him being not dead but hey he heard Jason had also come back from the dead. So perhaps it isn't so weird much but then again they are the bats so it probably won't make a difference. It's a fanfic I do not own any characters

Betrayed by Olympus. Cast into Tartarus. Forgotten by those he fought to protect. Percy Jackson was once the hero of prophecy - saviour of gods, slayer of Titans, champion of Olympus. But mercy was never in the gods' nature. Condemned by Zeus and abandoned by the camps, Percy suffers in the Pit for seventy years, broken, reforged, and cursed to wear the forms of every monster he slays. From hellhounds to fallen angels, from the Nemean Lion to primordial titans, Percy rises again - not as the boy who once begged for Olympus's favour, but as the Prince of the Pit. With an army of monsters, a dragon born to counter the gods themselves, and the powers of night and sea at his command, Percy declares war on the very thrones that cast him down. All of Olympus will tremble. Heroes will fall. Gods will kneel. Because the age of prophecy has ended... and the reign of Percy Jackson has begun.

Yup. Me, Percy Jackson, a monster? Ha. Could never be me. ... Funny story, actually- A/N Hi!! Tanks for checking out meh story :D Dis is NOT a Chaos story that actually has Percy as an overpowered revenge seeking super emo person that has trust issues. Well maybe the trust issues thing is true, but still I kinda hate those cliche chaos plots but hey Me personally They're pretty good So I added SOME chaos in here but it's just a side thing The rest, well, the rest is pretty much my own idea with plot twists that'll probably kill your soul (hehe), murder(mwahahahah), some crossovers, and plain good old persassy too. Enjoy!

Perseus Adrastus Jackson had betrayed himself for loyalty The irony was both sides cannot be trusted. _________________ Damaged and hurt, after being pulled out of Tartarus and into a war, Percy struggled to keep himself sane day by day. He started to count the seconds that passed in a dying heartbeat, seeing dark shadows hiding in the corners of his home, and constant whispers foretelling someones time of death and the grosteque description of how it ended. It's not until it told him of their betrayal that he finally believed it.

After all he had done. After all they had gone through together. All she had to do was say those words and his heart was shattered. They begin to believe lies about him. They voted for him to be killed. He trudged through Hell alone. He found his true love, an eternal dead maiden thousands of years old. Monsters feared and soon began to respect them. They escaped and took revenge on the people who betrayed them by joining the Army. They became dark and were soon feared by all. Omega and Beta, the deadly pair of Hell. If you speak to them you'll fall for their spell. Once they were the heroes, the best of their kind. People got tired of them and left them behind. Forgotten and Betrayed, Watch out, or you'll be slayed.