My first story so bear with me! Just a draft so if you like it tell me and I'll continue:) People go into war thinking of glory. People in war think of peace. And people, when they come out, more oft ten than not are broken. For some though, war is not about victory and heroics. No it is about something so much more... Percy comes out of war broken, compleatly whittled down to his last ounce of sanity. Cracked. But the fates are never done. No. His string had only just begun. A curse links him and the most powerful being in the universe to the same fate, forced to leave earth and join his bane percy must lead a new life. Depending on how you look at it. For he has never been a stranger to death.