PERCY JACKSON Forgotten { PJO&HOO FANFICTION}

PERCY JACKSON Forgotten { PJO&HOO FANFICTION}

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians
{I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 14 YEARS OLD. Read at YOUR OWN Risk} First I was betrayed then tortured and Cast into Tarturas TWICE, and You might think they had enough of my suffering. Well let me see . . . . they laughed and looked down at me like I was a nobady and well . . . . A nobody. I guess you would think they would give me mercy. BUT NO! NOT At ALL!! They said I was a traitor belived a stupid Lie! Oh I forgot one "minor detail." I was disowned and Forgotten. Then . . . . . I Forgot. ***** CLICK IT!! I kNOW YOU WANT TO!! I tried making it different from all the othor fanfictions so don't judge book by cover and just enter. ***** Under Editing!!!
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It's so cold...I feel like I'm freezing up. Literally. I felt like everything inside was beginning to change...who I was, what I was, and just me. I opened my icy blue eyes. Everyone I knew, Annabeth, The Seven, the Gods, everyone except my mother, Paul, and Grover, betrayed me or wanted me dead. I'm a demigod on the run. And I'm losing myself to a part of me that I never knew existed. The morning dew on the leaves around me froze to crystallized droplets as I walked by. Just as I was admiring the beauty of it all, a shout came from behind me and I turned. A hunter was pointing my way and more people came. Twenty more hunters, and roughly forty demigods. I turned away from them and ran while taking out my sword. Riptide. It wasn't what it used to be. Before it had a blue green colored trident etched into a glowing bronze metal and a golden hilt. Now? The bronze glowed silver because of a thin layer of deadly ice. The trident became an icy blue, just as my eyes had changed and the hilt was now black and silver. Why? I'm changing. The world destroyed me. So I'm changing. To someone I'm not. I can't stop it. I can keep running before I freeze over entirely. Then I'll be unstoppable. = = = so im writing a second draft and i realized i screwed up the whole plot in this story because it wasnt meant to be cliche but it turned out to be so this is gonna be the first version and the second version im writing at an incredibly slow rate so yeah this version is not the best to say it nicely [lowercase and terrible grammar intended because I'm lazy]

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