The Unknown (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

The Unknown (A Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

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It started with the Big House collapsing. And the girl kneeling among the cinders and burning wood, her lips moving in a chant. Oh, that and the zombie that bit my shoulder like I was an extra tasty cheeseburger from McDonalds. But I guess even that's gone now. Along with everything and everyone else, taken over by these undead. The Infected, we call them. It's left to us to save the human race from looming extinction, like always. But this time, the true enemy is hidden and it's up to my friends and I, Percy Jackson, to uncover the truth and rescue the world from complete devastation. *Most characters belong to some guy called Rick Riordan. Not me* Mostly AU, but it continues on from the end of Rick Riordan's, "Blood of Olympus"...so spoilers, duuh.
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{HIGHEST RANK} ☕︎︎ #3 in 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 {09/05/20} ☕︎︎ #5 in 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆𝘀𝗮𝗱 {26/05/20} -- Percy Jackson is the worst neighbour Annabeth Chase has ever had. Loud music, lots of friends, skateboarding in the hall - he's everything she doesn't want. So why can she not imagine home without him? -- He rubbed slow circles on her back and murmured sweet nothings into her hair. "I'm sorry," he kept saying, over and over. "I'm so sorry." "Why are you apologising to me?" she croaked. "You're the one who's -" "Dying," he finished for her. "I'm dying, and that's why I'm sorry." -- Disclaimers: MATURE, SAD, REFERENCES TO CANCER AND TEARS

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