A/N: I do not own anything except for the things I made, all belongs to Rick Riordan. I know, I know. It's not the most original story. But...You know what? I'll do the disclaimer later. For now, let's get on to the synopsis, shall we? We shall. ~~ People will use you over and over again to their fulfilment. They'll play with you until you're beaten to the bone. Until you're not shining anymore and they throw you away. Well, in my case it's the demigods and the Gods. Look, I didn't ask for any of this. I had accepted anything that came my way before, but don't I get my own happy ending? All I wanted was to live peacefully with my girlfriend, Annabeth Chase who I would do anything for, and my friends. We deserve at least that. So why is it as soon as he comes in everything was taken away from me? What did I do? What did Timothy Leon ever do to have the right to take everything that I have? He didn't save the world. I did. He didn't go to a long dangerous quest alone just for the sake of his friends to finally have a happy life. I did. So, I left. Thus, the start of my new life free from the Gods and their controlling ways. I was finally where I belong but now, I have to go back. Well, it was a matter of time anyway. Sooner or later, you'll have to face the past and unfortunately, my time has come.

I found this story on fanfiction.net and decided to show it to the Wattpad community. All rights to the author of this fanfiction - Hans50 - from whom I got permission to post this story here. He's an awesome writer and you should go check out his account and his other story: Betrayed Son of the Sea. Perseus Jackson is trapped in Tartarus. After the council of the gods, save a few, betray and sentence him to eternal suffering, something happens to our hero that will change him forever. He is tortured and cursed. With a horrible curse placed upon him that turns him into the things that he hunts and despise, will he suffer in the pit or will he thrive? He is the Monster Shifter. (By the way, this is not a Percabeth story. Just a heads-up for the Percabeth fans.) DISCLAIMER: I don't own this story, Hans50 and Rick Riordan do.

Each baby born beneath the waves is killed--with one exception: the one hundred thousandth is spared. There's one rule shared between the island's tribes: don't touch the water. When Cressa-la breaks this law, her world, and body, changes. Sure, change is normal... but when has growing scales ever been normal? • • • Watty Award Winner 2015: Best Use of Visuals • • • Each baby born beneath the waves is killed--with one exception: the one hundred thousandth is spared. Among the spared, magic chooses a rare few, connecting them to the moon or sea. These are the One-Hundreds, mermaids and humans with the power to save the world-or corrupt it. When Cressa-la breaks the first rule of her tribe and touches the water surrounding her island, everything she knows turns on its head. Talking, sinister dolphins, mind control, and a whole world just under the waves await her on her eigteenth birthday... but she never asked for any of this. All she wanted was to become a Tribe Leader and take care of her village. It's amazing how one screw-up can change everything. A relentless darkness reaches for her, wanting her affections for his own twisted purposes. In opposition stands a fractured light, haunted by a painful past where corruption eroded friendship. Unless Cressa-la can bring the darkness to his knees and fight the war raging inside, the world is doomed. • • • Content warning: This story contains themes of depression and violence.

As Percy Jackson is thought to be dead, he is actually thrown into a brand new life with the help of an old childhood friend who disappeared when they were eight, who has more secrets than he thought, a government agency who knows his secrets and his family who wants him to return home. But Percy is not sure he wants to return to the place he has called his home since he was twelve. CROSSOVER BETWEEN PJ, HoO, THE AVENGERS, AND POSSIBILY AGENTS OF SHIELD. I DON'T OWN ANY OF THESE, THEY BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN AND MARVEL. NO PERCABETH, (Even though I love Percabeth)