It has been 15 years since Percy Jackson was killed. 15 years since he was banished from camp for a crime he didn't commit. 15 years since he was betrayed by the ones he loved. 14 years since he was proven innocent. 14 years since his loved ones nearly killed themselves with grief. 13 years since his loved ones were given immortality to make sure it never happened again.
MODERN DAY
Artemis and her hunters are defeated and about to be killed when the use their last chance. Artemis summons a dead warrior to save them and be their guardian, much to the reluctance of herself and her hunters. When the warrior comes out of the ground in green and black hood, vest, jacket and trousers. But the thing that catches the hunters' eyes is the black bow and quiver with 12 arrows on his back and the sword at his side.
The warrior is Percy Jackson. Sworn to protect the hunt until he dies. He remembers his betrayal. He keeps his identity a secret. Nobody must know, he tells himself nobody must know.
For once in Percy Jackson's life everything is peaceful, but when tragedy strikes, he is left alone. His closest friends and family all died in a seemingly random monster attack and his mom and Paul died in an accident. Consumed with grief, he goes to the gods wishing for death. Instead, they offer him a new purpose in life as Guardian of the Hunt. Percy accepts the opportunity to create a new family and regains some of the happiness he lost. But what if the monster attack that killed his friends, and Annabeth, wasn't random? Suddenly, Percy is caught in another war and is forced to face another enemy. Now, not only will he have to be the Guardian of the Hunt, but the Guardian of his home and, hopefully, find peace, once and for all.
*Disclaimer for whole story: I own nothing but the plot and a few minor characters. Everything else belongs to Rick Riordan.*
*Entire story will be Percy's POV unless I say otherwise.*
*NOT PERTEMIS*
*COMPLETED*
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