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Raising Cain
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Ongoing, First published Dec 14, 2015
This is a follow up of sorts to my previous story, And you know heroes aren't meant to survive. I say of sorts because it's not exactly a sequel but any one shots of any order that I wish to put up, be it in any order. The title means basically, to cause chaos. I felt it strangely appropriate considering  It's Percy's favourite pastime. I'm open to requests, just message me or put it in a comment, whatever you want to see.
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