The story is on Hiatus. Sry but I am in my last year and have much to do. Percy Jackson survived wars, gods, and monsters - but some falls leave more than broken bones behind. When silence follows the storm, loyalties fracture, truths surface, and the line between duty and feeling begins to blur. As old lies tighten their grip and a new darkness stirs beneath the world, the Hunt must move forward - whether Percy can follow or not. Some bonds are forged in battle. Others are tested by what comes after. I don't own Percy Jackson Rick Riordan does. I also dont own the cover it is from Pinterest. I'm pu Start: 22. Dec. 25 End: _____

This story is being cross-posted on AO3. However, I have changed the story a bit to be more family-friendly. Please don't message me if you find that there. It is me. Percy Jackson is no hero anymore. After years of sacrifice, loss, and loyalty, he is betrayed by those he trusted most - abandoned by Olympus, by Camp Half-Blood, by Camp Jupiter, by the friends who once swore to fight by his side. With nothing left to tether him to the world he saved, Percy vanishes into the night, his name buried by time and silence. But Chaos finds him. For forty years, Percy serves in the shadows - reborn as a champion of Lady Chaos, far from the gods who broke him. His past becomes legend. His name, a ghost. Then the gods call him back. Bound to a reluctant oath, Percy is tasked with a new role: Guardian of Artemis's Hunt. But the moon - once a symbol of purity and divine grace - is no longer silent. It pulses with an ancient energy, cracked and bleeding silver light. Whispers echo beneath it. Visions surface. Names vanish from memory. Something is wrong. As Percy navigates shifting loyalties, divine secrets, and a Hunt that doesn't want him, he's pulled deeper into a mystery the gods refuse to name - one that could unravel Olympus from within... and tear open the sky itself. Best Ranking: #1 in "Pertemis" on 2/15/2026

The war took almost everyone Percy Jackson ever loved. Jason. Frank. Hazel. Piper. Leo. Annabeth, last, right in front of him, her scream still living somewhere behind his ribs. He survived. He's still not sure that's the right word for it. What's left of him became something new in the fallout, a god born out of grief instead of glory, the only one of the original seven still breathing. Camp Half-Blood is rebuilding around thirty survivors and a lot of empty cabins. Percy hasn't eaten. Hasn't cried, not really, not the whole way through. Hasn't figured out how to be a person again. Athena lost a daughter. Percy lost the only girl he ever loved. Neither of them wanted to find the other standing in the wreckage, but grief doesn't care who it introduces. 8/1/24 #1 PercyxAthena

Sequel to Mortals meet the god Perseus. Reunited with some, separated from others, the guardians are trapped in an alternate dimension where they must "nudge" things along without anyone finding out that they aren't exactly natives. Someone duct tape Leo to a tree, please.