My name is Percy Jackson and I had saved the gods two times. I had the girl of my dreams Annabeth, and I managed to get Athena's blessing to propose to Annabeth. So life was great, until he came to camp and ruined my life. Then the day I was going to propose to Annabeth came, i had every thing ready only to have my heart broken. Sorry I suck summaries and this is my first book so enjoy. Oh and I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the characters. Rick Riordan does. Sorry percabth fans.

When the world is in danger again, from something more dangerous than a titan, or even worse than Gaea, the gods find that they need more help than they have, but Artemis has help. The Blessed of Chaos, subject to an ancient prophecy, are back, but they are different than they were a few years ago, and they only trust a few people.

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.

Too late, He's gone, He won't come back ~ With his heart torn into pieces, Percy Jackson runs way from his home-- Camp Half-Blood. Now that the gods considered him as a bigger threat, they intend to hunt him down. But years have passed, and not a single soul has seen Perseus Jackson. Percy Jackson was long gone, and in his place stood a new and completely different person. His name was Orthros, otherwise known as "The Hunter". Alongside him are his most loyal commanders, and now, the whole of the human race lies on the choices he makes. •••---------------------••• Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus •••--------------------••• [not an original idea oops] -discontinued-

Unlike most Khaos stories, Percy declines Khaos' offer to join, yet Khaos sees fit to bless Percy. Without his knowledge of course. He now has the powers of the Void. And he is rogue, but needed back at CHB. When the Khaos army arrives, they need to find Percy. But when one of the Army claims to be him, how will camp react when the real thing shows up in battle? Not like any Khaos story seen before... Hopefully. P. S. You'll find out why I spelt Khaos that way in the book Thanks @athxna- for the amazing cover!!!!

The origin of the world began with Chaos and Order. They were reincarnated as the greatest hero and the greatest strategist. They finally were released into their divine form as they lay dying in the Giant War. A fatal mistake Gaea had made.

Percy Jackson is gone. Or rather, he was forgotten. It was like Hera's scheme all over again; but this time, he had no Annabeth to stay by his side, or Poseidon to call his father, or Camp Half-Blood to go home to. The world simply forgot about him. His powers had betrayed him, those who were once his comrades became his enemies, and his legacy was lost. So he decides to write a new one. [Disclaimer: I do not own any characters mentioned in this fanfiction. All rights go to Rick Riordan] ***on hold***

A great hero has passed but only one half on his life has been completed.

The Phantom isn't like you or me. He isn't mortal...not anymore. And he can't be considered a mere demigod, either. He is something...else. Something greater...more powerful...something impossible. The Phantom lives in a rift in the Universe. He created it himself. If you've seen him, chances are you've been an inch from death. He isn't a hero...not anymore. He isn't a villain. He just...is. Not he is back to save them...even if he doesn't really want to. Can you guess who he is? I think the title rather gives it away... Yes. The Phantom's true name is Perseus Jackson. He hasn't been called that in a very long time...

I thought they liked me. A new camper comes and they leave Me for him. Not that that bothers me, but she left too. Even worse, he's my brother. Who am I? I am Percy Jackson, Chaos' number one Assassin/Warrior and The Betrayed