"Percy Jackson! You wake up!" Annabeth shouted. "Get up! Seaweed Brain" A strangled sob escaped her lips. "Please" she cried. There was no response from the boy. Sobs escaped from her and tears clouded her vision. "You promised we would stay together Percy" She whispered into his shirt. "You Promised" She screamed (I'm editing the fuck out of this rn)

THIS IS A SEQUEL!!! READ FATAL FLAW FIRST Perseus Jackson is tired of being a pawn. He is simply a game piece in everyone else's plan. But not just any piece he's the key piece. So why is he simply a pawn? Because once they use him, he's nothing once again. Olympus needs him to end a war. Their enemies need him to start one. The Avengers are simply annoyed and will not stop until they get their answers. He's simply a pawn but he's Olympus' final hope. I OWN NOTHING!!!! ITS ALL RICK RIORDAN'S

Perseus Jackson is dead. He didn't die in battle. He wasn't killed during a quest. He didn't make the Gods so mad they killed them. His fatal flaw turned out to be actually fatal. But the Fates aren't through with him just yet. First he was the Gods pawn. But, now he belongs to the Fates. +++ Disclaimer: I don't own anything besides the plot. Rick Riordan owns all of it.

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