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.

Unlike most Khaos stories, Percy declines Khaos' offer to join, yet Khaos sees fit to bless Percy. Without his knowledge of course. He now has the powers of the Void. And he is rogue, but needed back at CHB. When the Khaos army arrives, they need to find Percy. But when one of the Army claims to be him, how will camp react when the real thing shows up in battle? Not like any Khaos story seen before... Hopefully. P. S. You'll find out why I spelt Khaos that way in the book Thanks @athxna- for the amazing cover!!!!

Gaea has fallen at the cost of Annabeth's life. Percy tried to cope, but just as he was getting used to his wise girl's absence, disaster struck. Now, Percy will have to enter a new country, fight in a new war, and try to survive his tutoring in the ways of the wand. Disclaimer: Percy Jackson and all characters from that series belong to Rick Riordan, and the Harry Potter series belongs to J.K.Rowling.

What if Percy had fallen into Tartarus alone? Apparently, a whole lot of shit. * Down in Tartarus, it's the Greek version of hell. Percy experiences the hardest days of his life - and that's saying something - as he attempts to find his way to the Doors of Death. It's his only option if he wants to make it out of this alive. At least he has Small Bob, though. The best fucking awesome cat ever. * "No matter how much he tried, he couldn't get the stain of Tartarus off his skin." * Started November 2017. Finished March 2018. *THIS STORY IS UNDER EDITING* *Due to the edits, chapter names and numbers may not line up, and some story details may be out of place. The story is not being edited in chronological order. I don't have a timeline for when edits will be finished.

"Percy, Truth or Dare?" Piper said. "Uh... Dare?" I said. "I dare you to act, be and feel like like a bad boy in school for the whole year." "What!?" All of them thought it was funny. Be like that for the whole year? Be like the boss and the hearthrob of the school? Be the one in black leather jacket, aviator glasses and boots? It's like you're asking me to tear up my dignity. "C'mon Percy. Imagine how you'll look." Hazel teased. "*sniffle* How nice of Piper." Connor said. "Guys," Jason cut. "Tomorrow is the first day of school. If Percy is--" "We know right. But... how will we convince him?" Frank asked. "HECATE!" Hazel and Reyna said, in unison. "I can also charmspeak!" Piper interrupted. "Reyna?" Hazel questioned. "Yeah?" Reyna replied. "Hecate has that potion right?" "Yes, she has. The bad boy potion." "And I'm supposed to drink that?" I startled. It was all against my will. "Let's get the potion first." Annabeth insisted. Hazel and Reyna stood up and walked then they vanished. After the next minute, They came back with a blood colored potion. "Hecate said this will make it work when you wake up tomorrow." Hazel said. They made me drink the potion. It made me a little tipsy, but, the hallucinations subsided to a stop. After that, everyone went to their rooms and slept. Wonder what I'll be tomorrow.... DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any characters, I do own the plot! :3 EDIT: No more sequel sorry i lost the will to write it

When Percy Jackson is betrayed and becomes Alcaeus son of Chaos, he must face many challenges, including facing a past that he has tried so hard to forget. When the time arises he must delve into the darkness in order to find the light. The light that will fix everything. But the question is, can he do it? Or will the pain of the past be too much for him to handle.

Percy and Annabeth had changed since Tartarus. For Annabeth, it was physically. But for Percy, it was mentally. With a short temper and extreme protectiveness over Annabeth, Percy hasn't looked over other people like he used to. He needs to help the camp, but can he also save himself? Creds to @connorstollismyspiritanimal on Instagram for the idea of the story Creds to Viria on Tumblr for the artwork on the cover

No one knew what to do. The next second dragged on for what felt like a year. Piper was the first to react, then Leo, Hazel and Frank. Jason just stood there, shocked out of his mind "Percy and Annabeth" Jason whispered with disbelief. Drops of water echoed across the cave as they collided into the floor; it almost sounded like a clock. A clock to remind us that they might have mere minutes to live. Percy had open wounds, in which the blood was slowly dripping out and into the floor. He had blood coming out of his mouth that would be pushed out as he attempted to breath. Annabeths' wounds were mainly closed up, but it looked like that moving in any direction would split them open. She had blood dripping out of her nose and it was staining the rest of her face. Their breathing was staggered, sometimes they were breathing heavily, others their chest wouldn't even rise. Their eyes were tightly shut as if they were trying to suppress memories or stay alive. They weren't doing a very good job at that either. Their eyes stayed shut as we edged closer, their breathing slowly down rapidly. I tried to charmspeak them awake, but they wouldn't wake up. "Percy, Annabeth, please wake up!" Piper put all of her force into those five words, but nothing happened. Annabeth took a struggled breath but didn't open her eyes. Percy coughed, which caused blood to spill out of his mouth. "Please!" She yelled, choking back a sob. They weren't waking up. When Percy and Annabeth got back from Tartarus, it all blew over, this is it but if everything was worse. Contains spoilers, don't read if you haven't read MoA or HoH ~first fanfic, don't judge ~ I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, RICK RIORDAN DOES

They have successfully defeated the Giants. Now a week later Percy and friends are on Olympus to receive their rewards, but things go wrong. Percy is tasked with a mission directly from the gods to rid Tartarus of its most vile and evil beings and send them to the void. He accepts knowing it will guarantee permanent safety for his friends, but things don't go as planned.

COMPLETED Percy isn't as okay as he seems after Tartarus. The trip to hell wasn't very good for his health. He tries to hide his pain, but what happens when his friends see through his mask? DISCLAIMER: NO CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME. ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO MASTER RICK RIORDAN. ONLY THE PLOT IS MINE.