Percy Jackson was a hero. But even heroes can't escape cruel fate. A curse was placed upon him, a curse that no one should ever bear. Percy saved the world time in time again, rising to the challenge whenever someone dares threaten the existence of the Earth. He asked for nothing in return, but he was still rewarded. He was rewarded lifetimes of pain and suffering. Yet he didn't even have a voice to cry out with.

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

Okay,crazy idea. What if,Percy was never a son of Poseidon. What if he was Luke's older twin brother?....

Hi, I am Percy Jackson. I have been betrayed a couple of times. The first one was with my so-called family on my dad's side; you know like Poseidon, Zeus, Hades, Apollo and every other god and goddess Roman and Greek, along with the demigods. The second betrayal was with Chaos, the Primordials and the army of Chaos. The gods cursed me. The Primordials cursed me. You would think that I would be dead, I'm not. I've been living a long time, longer the I should have. They don't know where I am, and they don't care. They don't care as long as I'm not around them. There is a new threat coming. Coming to take the entire universe. Everyone doesn't know who it is. Well besides one, me. I've been preparing for this war since I found out about it 10,000 years ago. I know how to defeat the threat, but it could come at a great cost. I don't know why but they think I betrayed them. I don't know why they think I did, but I have an idea of what has happened. All I know is that everything is in danger. If we don't stop this threat, it's the end of life like we know it. That is why I still have a purpose in life. The Fates don't control my fate, even Ananke doesn't control my fate. Something even more older then the Primordials control my fate. I have two different fates that I can chose. One I have a chance to live longer. The other is where everything is controlled by the threat. That is why I'm still here. Why I have been through so much. Why I'm the only one in the universe that can really control my own fate. There is so much at stake. One mistake will change everything. I have one choice that can ether save or destroy everything in existence. I do not own Percy Jackson, Rick Riordan does.

Percy Jackson was having a bad day. The hunters were staying at Camp Half-Blood and during Capture the Flag, him and Thalia got in an argument, again. Annabeth had then told him off for fighting with his cousin, which only ended up by him saying that she should stop bossing him around. It resulted in her shouting at him. He had no idea why she got so mad, but it really made him miserable and angry, resulting in him storming off to the beach to calm down. On the way though, he bumped into Jason who also had a bad day, accidentally knocking him over which ended in another argument. Percy then went for a walk in the woods. He needed to be alone for a while. What he did not expect next was to see two boys - that were no older than him - appear out of nowhere, say 'hi', 'sorry for this' and 'thanks' before they grabbed him. Next thing he knew he was on Olympus. But what freaked him out was not that the two boys still held his arms, or that they were grinning at each other. It was the fact that as he looked at Olympus he realised that the place had aged... ... a couple thousand years. Now he had to try to stay hidden from most of the people in the future, just because two boys from the school on Olympus for demigods needed him. Or more like his help on passing their exams. More specifically, history about the two wars he was involved in not so long ago. Did he mention that they had no idea who he even truly was when they took him? Let's just say, thing were interesting. Hope you enjoy! Warning: very slow updates. I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, or the Heroes of Olympus.

this is not my story i got it off fanfiction network b/c its not on here. It is created by a guy/girl named XxxBlackwolfxxX ------------------------------------------- Five year old Percy Jackson was abandoned by his sister who joined the hunt. Eight hundred years later, two twelve year old boys, both children of Poseidon stumble into camp, one is in shock and awe about the Greek world but the other seems to have known about it and has skills that can rival the gods themselves. But one thing confuses everyone, why does he hate the hunt so much?

This was a one-shot from my Percy Jackson one-shots. It evolved into a story somehow... Well, enjoy then. ----- Percy has faced many things in life. Heartbreak was not one of them. He left his old life behind not knowing what was installed for him. Being an immortal nineteen-year-old living out in the universe - yes, space - was a tough and interesting choice. He finds what was once impossible, now possible. Good and evil are just labels to define what is or is not right and loving someone can have unexpected responsibilities. No one ever said being an immortal demigod was easy. -----

Everything was going perfectly after the war was over. However, one day, when a son of Morpheus came to camp, Percy's perfect world started to crumble. He was once known as the leader of camp and Savior of Olympus. However, after much influence from this new demigod, he was known as the selfish jerk of the camp who abused his status and powers to torment the other campers just to give him a laugh. Driven out of camp, Percy searched for a new life while trying to come to terms of his friends' betrayal. He searched and searched until he read of the many worlds outside of Earth and knew then that was where he was going to search for his new life. Hey Guys! This is going to be my Chaos fan fiction. It's going to start out similar to other Chaos stories with the betrayal stuff but I want to focus more on Percy's life before he is sent back to Earth and basically how he becomes the most powerful bad ass in the history of the universe.

It's been a while since the Giant War. Annabeth sealed the doors with her life, and promised Percy that she would wait for him in Elysium. Percy went into a rage, he destroyed nearly everything in his wake, and wielded the Master Bolt. The war was won, and Percy Jackson was again, offered a wish, he was too distraught to think straight, so his wish was put on hold. Sally and Paul tried to offer consolation, but he turned than away, and left them for good. He went missing after that, neither Poseidon, Hades, or Apollo knew where he was. Percy had given himself to the Central Intelligence Agency to maybe do something good for a change. He was too good at his work, and quickly flew up the ranks. Percy Jackson was dead inside, without Annabeth, he was only a shell of his past self. He could hear her voice sometimes, laughing, yelling, crying. He soon became one to follow orders. As the years went by, he gradually eased back into the world, and slowly returned to a somewhat normal state. Then he confirmed his existence to Thalia and Nico, who quickly told the Gods, but only that he was alive and well. Perseus Achilles Jackson, Level Twelve Classified spy, and assassin, is now wanted by SHIELD to be a part of Avengers Initiative. *Warning. Contains dark scenes. Read at your own discretion. Completed: 2014 Editing: No longer in progress. Any requests to edit and/or change the story will not be taken. Thank you.

Thalia Grace, the child of the Great Prophecy, made her choice and gave Annabeth's knife to Luke. He was ready to sacrifice himself to end Kronos, she could see it in his eyes. He never got the chance to. Big big thank you to @darkarchangel2 for beta reading/editing this mess, you da best This is dedicated to my irl best friend who wanted more Percabeth after finishing Tower of Nero (I actually haven't read that as I'm writing this so no spoilers for that. This takes place at the end of the Last Olympian) but also wanted dark!percy. If you're reading this, no need to thank me ;) I should probably mention there's slow-burn Percabeth in this. I should also probably mention that there's smut, so if you're a bean, you never saw this *dunks you into the Lethe* Consider this my trial run for this category of writing, so if you have any suggestions on any way I can improve, I would really appreciate constructive criticism.