New reality                                  ( A Percy Jackson series Fanfiction)

New reality ( A Percy Jackson series Fanfiction)

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Yes yes yes I know there are a lot of these but I'm hoping this helps me. I close the The Last Olympian, finishing it for the fifth time, with a sigh. I lay my head on the pillow and grumble." I know... I know they're just characters. I know they go through extremely painful things but.. I envy them." I grab the book and hold it close, speaking into it" I envy you.. I wish I could meet you and live like you guys and... Actually mean something." I drift off to sleep with the book in hand, and in mind. I do dream... And you won't believe it. Or where I woke up.
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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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