Headcanons, Random things and short stories. Mostly HeadCanons.

As we all know, Percy Jackson was abused as a child by his of-the-time step dad, Gabe. The man was nasty and he left a scar on Percy. Physically and mentally. It's been nearly 6 years since Gabe's death. Percy had been doing so well, he was coping, he was moving on. But he got a call that sent him running to help. That Leo Valdez had fallen into depression. That he was talking about suicide. Gabe beat depression into Percy's brain, and that's something he never got over. He still remains depressed, no matter how well he hides it, Percy still wants to kill himself. But he won't.

A long time ago, before the first Wizarding War even officially started, Tom Marvolo Riddle still existed. He was still alive then, and what's more than that, he was just like anybody else. But that was before all the bloodshed and the tears, before Tom's soul was so utterly consumed with hatred, and before Lord Voldemort was born. Now, years later, Tom's legacy lives on unknown to anybody in the wizarding world. Until now. Percy and his friends had just recently emerged victorious in their battle against Gaea. It was fierce, and by no means came without losses, but the world was safe. And Percy supposed, in the end, that was what truly mattered. They thought it was all over. But now, not even a month later, Gandalf shows up at Percy's door in the middle of the night. And apparently, he has another evil grandfather. Why not? Percy doesn't know why the Fates seem to hate him or why they brought him to this strange group of people. All he knew was that people were in danger... again. And he had to help save them... again. Looks like he doesn't get a break after all.