Project GODS
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  • Time 3h 58m
  • Reads 73,202
  • Votes 1,947
  • Parts 36
  • Time 3h 58m
Complete, First published May 18, 2011
GODS, a scientific branch of the US Department of Defense, has done it. They have genetically engineered the perfect agents. Better, faster, smarter, and stronger than regular humans, these "Gods" are the best any official could ask for. But when someone takes it too far, can Artemis, the sole member with her sanity intact, survive against members of her own kind?
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Record of Ragnarok (Percy Jackson)

33 parts Ongoing Mature

Percilla Rhea Atalanta Jackson has always gone through hardships since the day she was born. Nothing was ever easy and life became more and more cruel as she got older. From being the youngest hero to have ever made it this far to the most powerful of demigods, from a Legendary hero to an enemy of the Gods, from friends and love to betrayal... and finally the last straw was the death of her baby sister and step father. She couldn't take it anymore how long does she have to be the puppet of the Gods and yet suffer because of them, unfair justice... she hated Gods. All of them, some day she will have her revenge. . . . . "Are you Percilla Rhea Atalanta Jackson?". A tall beautiful woman with flowing midnight blue hair and hair pinned back on the side with a wing shaped hair pin asked. "Depends on who's asking". Percy's eyes narrowed as the intruder gave her a calculative look before giving her a friendly smile which Percy wasn't gonna fall for. She didn't trust this strange woman. "I am Brunhilde, the eldest of the 13 Valkyrie sisters and nee-". "No". Brunhilde's eyes widened in surprise as Percy glares at her with hatred and hostility. "Look here woman. I know what you are and I don't give a flying fuck, I'm not helping or going on another quest just so your lazy devine ass can sit around and do nothing. You divine beings are all the same". Her usual sea green eyes glows, like the sea beautiful yet held deadly intent. Brunhilde shivers, she was playing on thin ice and she knew it. Although she hates to admit it, this girl frightens her... just like 'him'. Unpredictable.