Annabeth is dead. Without Annabeth, Percy can do nothing to keep Tartarus from haunting his dreams. But he finds a new life with Chaos, tring to keep his past far away from him. But he has to go back, and face his worst nightmare. A life without Annabeth.

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***

What if Percy jackson was never a son of Poseidon? He never met anyone yet, he didn't have a happy childhood with his mom, Sally Jackson. Instead Sally is killed by a monster while Percy was just only six years old. Here is the story of Perseus Jackson, demititan, Son of Kronos.