Annabeth managed to escape Tartarus and join the seven in the war against Gaea, but Percy was left behind. Now, three centuries later the Doors of Death are opening again and nine heroes descend into the Pit. The events which follow, none of them could have anticipated. Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but Percy knows it leaves only scars. But, Percy supposes, without time he would never have found a place where he truly belonged. Currently being rewritten

The past month has been hard. Erebus still on the loose, the war between Othrys and Olympus continuing, spies watching everyone's movements, it's hard to know who to trust. With Percy's absence, Kronos becomes the monster he was before, and Olympus are struggling to gain momentum as he thwarts their every plan. Once the Doors are located, it's a war for control of the Storm. The sequel to Confused by Time

This is a Percy Jackson fanfiction. It is a Thercy (Thanatos/Percy) story. I am just trying this out. Tell me what thou think and I'll continue it. It probably won't be as good as my other stories though. Percy is betrayed by everyone. I'm not going to go over how he was betrayed, not in the summary nor in the story. He dies but helps out Thanatos and stuff, and Hades let him go back to the mortal world for that. When Annabeth leaves him for his half brother with everyone else, he is heartbroken. But he realizes that their life was never meant to be. He realizes that he likes Thanatos, who he had met when he freed him. But he didn't tell anyone-not even those who never betrayed him. He died willingly, but now he returns. Cover by @rAnDOm-caPitAls

He saved them. He loved them. Cared for them. A hero like this should be treated with respect. However his only reward was betrayal. His name is Iota. And this is his story. --- Sometimes, your family goes against you. Sometimes they play with your feelings. And sometimes they just use you. I had always thought that being a family meant that you stick together, never going against each other. Apparently, my own family thought being a family meant treating you like dirt. That is why I left. Left to begin a new family, a new life. I dreamed of just settling down and staying with them in safety forever. However, sometimes on the way to your dream you get lost and find a new one. When new trouble arises and I am once again thrown into the mix, my dream shifts when I begin to see clearer. When I finally begin to know the truth, my world is turned upside down. So, will I know my true identity? Or will I forever be known as Perseus Jackson the Hero Gone Wrong. And will I finally be not alone. --- Join Percy and the gang in this new story! Read along as people are made into enemies and alliances are made. ---- Rated PG-13 for minor cursing and may contain gore All rights to Rick Riordan Read on!

Everyone thinks I'm dead. But I'm not. Hades and Nico are even fooled. And that's because I'm still down there. But a fake. The name is θύελλα. But you can call me Hurricane. Or Omega in formal occasions. It's a nickname from my soldiers. But I used to be someone else. Percy Jackson. But that part of me died when he came. Alex. My half brother. In a heartbeat, he was claimed the best fighter when he beat Clarisse in a stupid fight. Everyone forgot about me. Chiron ignored me. Blackjack wouldn't let me ride him. Poseidon told everyone that Alex was his pride and joy and that Alex was his favorite son. Then he granted Alex immortality. But worse, he got Annabeth too. With one look at him, she was always chatting with him, when I asked her to go for a stroll, she'd say she was busy. But when I followed her once, I found her with Alex. Kissing. I ignored my broken heart and went on living. And then the death happened. Malcolm, Annabeth's half brother was found dead. By the sea. And I was framed. Of course some had their doubts, but only my true friends. Nico, Thalia, Leo, Rachel and Grover. Everyone else sided with Alex. Who banished me and sent me to the gods. But before I got to Olympus, I got a chance at a new life. And I took it.