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This is about to get very chaotic very quick.

I'm Percy Jackson, or Maelstrom. Depends on when you knew me. I ran away from my former home, not to join the circus, (though we have been described as one,) but The Guardians. (NOT The Guardians of the Galaxy) I don't own any fandoms mentioned! (Or the cover picture.)

"I should have banned Instagram long ago." -Winter General description | Just the beloved WoF characters making Instagram posts. There isn't much reason or rhyme to any of them: dumb, pointless yet wholesome <3 Trigger warning | Contains cursing but no swearing unless there is a warning at the beginning of the chapter. If you feel uncomfortable with that, please choose another book to read and I wish you the best of luck on that!! Credits and thanks to these lovely people... Wings of fire | Tui T Sutherland Many of the images I used | Ask-Winter-WoF/Ask-the-Dragonets Instagram | Kevin Systorm All the wonderful comments, reads, and support | My amazing reader-sans who are endlessly patient with this book, no matter how slow my updates may be (I used many images I don't own in this book and I don't think I can keep track of who drew them and credit him/her/them so I only named the most frequently used ones. If you are the artist(s)/creators(s) of (one of) the images, please DM me so I can give you proper credit for your amazing work ^w^) If you are (one of) the creator(s) of anything above and would like me to take either your work or this story down, please contact me and I will do so immediately.

They just wanted to live. That was all. Or: Twin siblings Ali and Astra Blackwell have always been at the center of everything. But when their aunt Nora gets attacked by the monsters they grew up with, they find themselves the root and effect of something more insidious.

After Percy Jackson is cast out and ignored by even his closest friends, he is recruited by an all-powerful being named Chaos in order to become the Commander of his army. He and five other soldiers have travelled the universe fighting all different kinds of evils and fighting in a countless number of wars. After 500 years of saving the universe, with his army of six by his side, Percy must return to his home planet in order to defeat an evil more powerful than any he has faced before.

Percy is in love and on top of the world. But Annabeth has another plan and decides to cheat on him with his half brother Nathaniel. He is heartbroken and decides to leave Camp Half Blood. Chaos finds him and takes him in, training him as his champion. Percy returns to Camp Half Blood years later, an unknown threat lurking. Danger lurking and having to return to those he once trusted, he has to learn to live near Annabeth and face the challenge of falling in love again. But this is a forbidden love. Can it work? Will she return his feelings?

1,965 days. Or five years, four months, two weeks, and six days. That's how long he'd been safe. How long he'd kept it a secret from his friends. From his family. They didn't have to know. They could live their entire lives without knowing. But he hated keeping it a secret. Lying to them, sneaking around, deceiving them. He hated it. He wanted to get away from it all. But if he told them...they'd hate him. They'd call him a liar, a murderer, a monster. They'd leave him and try to get as far away from him as possible. They'd tell him that he should just crawl in a hole and die. He'd heard that before. He was used to it. He knew he deserved it, too. After all he'd done, he deserved cruel words being thrown at him, he deserved to die, he deserved to feel the pain he'd caused years ago. He certainly didn't deserve the parties being thrown for him, the people looking at him in awe, the person that loved him and thought he could do no wrong. They had it all wrong. He was no "Great Hero." He wasn't someone who was on the "good side." He was cunning, ruthless, manipulative, and plain wicked. No, not a hero. He was the villain. ____________________________________________________ A PJO fic lol if it wasn't obvious :)

The greatest heroes don't fall. They are cast down. Percy Jackson was their champion, their savior, their greatest weapon. But when Olympus brands him a threat, they strike him down without hesitation. Betrayed by the gods, abandoned by his friends, and erased from history, Percy is left to die in the abyss. But fate has other plans. In the void, something ancient stirs. Chaos-the First Being, the Architect of Existence-offers Percy a choice: remain lost and forgotten, or rise anew, reforged in the power of the cosmos itself. The boy they cast aside is gone. In his place, something stronger, something deadlier is born. Genesis. While the gods celebrate their new champion, believing their world is safe, they remain blind to the storm that gathers in the shadows. The past does not forget. The fallen do not forgive. And when Percy returns, it will not be as their hero. It will be as their reckoning.