What if the hero was broken? What if he was lost? What if they were gone? What if love was finally found? A Percy Jackson fanfic Time set after the second Giants War.

He was a hero that was loved. He was a boy that had a good heart. But that person is gone. Now he is cold, sad and lonly and it was all their fault. That smiling guy is dead he is now only a shadow of what used to be. He is Chaos's son and only joy. He must go back and save the universe from Order, Chaos's brother. Will he survive? More importantly, is he even who he think he is? Or is he someone else? All the PJO characters belongs to our great Uncle Rick Riordan.

One year after the second war with Gaea Percy Jackson gets lost after he was betrayed by Annabeth and his new half brother Derek and blamed for things he didn't do like killing his mom and Paul and banned by almost everybody he knew. Everybody thinks he is dead, but Thalia and Nico still don't believe that. After two more years new hunters appear by the hunters of Artemis. They all tell the same story: They were abused but a man with orange eyes like fire saved them; He killed the evil men brutally but he treated the girls like little sisters. Who is he...? Most of the rights belong to Rick Riorden

(A Percy Jackson fanfiction) The king of gods made a horrible mistake a long time ago, yet none of the other gods went against him in fear of the consequences. The king did not want to seem like a fool so he made no choices what so ever to fix the mistake he made. Unfortunately for one good hearted demigod that mistake made him a prisoner for a crime he did not commit. What happens when the gods all need his help in the uprising threat? Will he be their saviour once again, or their very own doom? * * * "Perseus Jackson," said the god of lightning. Percy caught a bit of uncertainty in his voice and had to stop an urge to smirk. "We are here to ask for your help." The words seemed to be difficult for Zeus to get out. Percy nearly rolled his eyes. How hard was it to ask for help? Oh, wait. He nearly forgot that Zeus was asking for help the demigod that he personally sent to literal hell. Silly him. Percy raised an eyebrow again. He had a feeling he would be doing that a lot. "And what possibly makes you think I will help you?" he asked, logically. The emotionless mask still attached on his face. * * * I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or the Heroes of Olympus.