Artemis?! Zoe?! Perseus Jackson, what is going on with your life right now? This spells trouble for everyone. A little bit of a different plot line I suppose. Read if you want, ignore if you don't. Tantalizingly amazing...nah. I can't say that. Depends on the reader, not the writer. Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns PJO/HOO. #Wattys2015

A being born from the Five Rivers of the Underworld, stronger than most gods, Feared by many. Always hiding, always there. An immortal being that carries out the will of the Rivers. Stronger than a First-Born of a god. Much stronger. He is made of the Essence of the rivers. But he was not always like this. He was once a demigod, the most powerful demigod. He was respected by many and feared by his many enemies. But a hero's fate is always tragic. His fate was no different and he became someone else. He is now Raze, the Champion and Heart of the Rivers, a deity in his own right. But who was he? This ill fated hero? That was Perseus Jackson, Hero of Olympus. The greatest hero to walk the Earth. But fate is cruel. He is now Raze, the immortal bringer of Judgement. You can call him Raze, but only Raze. If you call him Percy, consider yourself lucky if he doesn't respond. Because much worse could happen to you. Much worse. He has changed a lot and it is their fault. They want him back? Too late.

What if Percy knew about his heritage from the beginning? What if he never knew his mother? What if Percy was the only male the Hunters considered acceptable? Find out in this story as Percy is raised with the Hunters of Artemis

Percy Jackson feels betrayed by everyone, including the gods, he leaves camp only to be attacked by tons of monsters, that is until he meets Chaos creator of the universe. Turns out that Chaos is actually Percy's real father. When Percy has to go back to Earth to help the people who betrayed him, will he be their saviour once more? Or will he be their downfall?

Chaos told me to never think of the moment again, but it was all I could ever do. Even after fivehundred years of immortality, it pained me as much like it just happened yesterday. And as much as everybody tried to make it better, they simply couldn't. I might be the highest commander of Chaos' Army, having done so many operations for him and even gotten my friends back from the land of the dead, but it couldn't make a difference. Because I was dead on the inside. I had died five hundred years ago, that day, when my life had changed for ever. My name is Phi, I am the Prince beyond the Stars.

(Sequel to Prince beyond the Stars) What would you do if your world started falling apart, leaving nothing but destruction and despair in a place you once called home? That's exactly what I was feeling. I finally believed to have gotten a happily ever after, and that the Fates weren't this cruel just for once. I had it all. Both of my parents, a little brother that loved me to the moon and back, and a best friend who, despite his family issues, was still there to support me through everything. And it was all ruined with one word. Of course, that one word was an answer to a question I asked. 'Even if there is a cure, would you survive?' I guess you can imagine what answer I had gotten. So as my world, along with those of my two friends, was starting to fall apart, we went looking for what we each needed most. Ann tried to find her reason to live. Eve wanted a way to clean his blame and have a normal life again. And me? I needed the onething that I would probably never find. A cure to save my father's life. So I'm begging to anyone who can hear my prayers. Please tell me I haven't fallen yet, and I will be able to find my purpose in life.

I took one last, longing glance at my former home over my shoulder. I wished I could stay, but what was there to stay for? Annabeth deserted me, my father hated me and the campers no longer knew me as the hero who saved Olympus twice. This is the end, I thought. Taking a deep breath and blinking back tears in my eyes, I stepped through the portal. 10 000 years later, Percy is Commander Epsilon, leader of the Elite team in Lord Chaos' army. With his warriors by his side, they are all forced to return to Camp-Half Blood to save the planet from the darkest force in all the known worlds. Can Percy forgive those who betrayed him in time to save Earth from Destruction? DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!). NOTE: This book was written before the House of Hades. Please forgive any mistakes made because of this. Try for a little imagination ;)

I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. So I pretended it didn't happen. But it did. In saving me from Medusa, the love of my life, Percy Jackson, was turned into gold. Yep, you heard right. Gold. The legend goes that there is a hero renown throughout the worlds. A hero that would sacrifice himself to save an innocent. A hero with strength, integrity, kindness, and a heart of gold. And it would be his undoing. It has become race against the clock. Once it starts to tick, we have little time to piece together the puzzle and find the elixer before the clock strikes and I lose him once more. This time, forever. DISCLAIMER: This is the disclaimer for the whole book. I don't own any Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus characters (If only!). Rick Riordan does (Lucky him!).

Betrayed. Forgotten. Five abandoned friends with nowhere to go, on the run from their parents who now wanted to kill them. Portrayed as liars and traitors, and forced to leave their home, what will become of the five innocent, young demigods?